Buffalo gals won’t you come out tonight, come out tonight, come out tonight
Buffalo gals won’t you come out tonight and dance by the light of the moon.
Sinbreed is a Christian power metal band from Germany. I didn’t know Christian power metal was a thing, but it makes sense. The grandiose themes of both power metal and Christianity can blend together in certain circumstances. Love, faith, waging war against heathens. It’s all a rich tapestry. I suppose the only real difference between Christian and non-religious power metal bands is that the Christian PM bands wait until marriage to sing about fucking dragons.
0:09: “Oh, Lord Kissy Face, how I’ve missed you.”
0:13: “Sorry, I had some mustard on my lips. Let me just wipe it off on your hand.”
0:21: “Soooo….was it good for you?”
0:27: It’s nice to see the dungeon cellar from the Unborn Suffer video get reused.
0:31: See, this is why you moisturize.
0:37: He should put a shirt on if he doesn’t want to catch his death of dork in that drafty basement.
0:39: I’m half-expecting werewolf Ozzy to run in front of the band.
0:45: “Ugghhhh. I’m never drinking tequila again!”
0:51: Definitely getting a late-era Lizzy Borden vibe right now.
0:57: He looks like the younger brother of Moonspell’s Fernando Ribeiro.
1:00: Ewwww! Squish it! Squish it! Squish it! Squish it!
1:04: She seems to be taking her Lord Kissy Face’s transformation into a giant roach remarkably well.
1:08: Now that is a power stance.
1:11: “I think we should see other species!”
1:17: His legs may in fact be stuck in that position.
1:22: Everyone do the Kafka!
1:29: The band didn’t put makeup on. The room is just that dusty.
1:35: Welcome to Joe’s Apartment!
1:42: His hair has an “old broom/dried-out hay” quality to it.
1:50: Arby’s: It’s good enough for your roach husband.
2:00: “What, no fries?”
2:08: That’s the look of someone who wanted Wendy’s.
2:16: The drummer remembered to put his gloves and necklace on, but forgot his shirt.
2:18: This room would go for half a million dollars in San Francisco.
2:25: “I’ll get you a Big Montana next time, I swear!”
2:37: Even giant mutant bugs get “hangry.”
2:46: Sign her up for the Red Sox.
2:53: Is is safe to call this “Bug Fucking Power Metal”?
2:59: The vocalist may have the most expressive left hand in all of metal.
3:01: Hahahahahaha that face!
3:08: “Gah, my back. My back!”
3:15: He’s going to need a backiotomy.
3:26: Sure there’s a giant humanoid insect in the house, but that’s no reason not to show a little cleavage.
3:33: Someone left him out in the sun too long.
3:37: We’ve gone from Sinbreed to Sinraisin.
3:41: “I could probably pawn this for enough gas money to get the hell out of here…”
3:46: Now we’re getting a heavy Mushroomhead look.
3:55: They’re going to have to condemn the place with all that asbestos flying around.
4:00: Swipe left, lady.
4:08: *cough cough cough*
4:19: She’s going to need one big can of Raid to deal with this problem.
4:25: Or a giant newspaper.
4:31: Soot: it’s what’s for dinner.
4:34: “Looks like it’s another night of Haagen-Daz and Gilmore Girls reruns.”
4:42: Any more time spent in this paint and they’ll be honorary members of Motograter.
4:48: Nudge him!
4:54: See? You really should have gotten him those fries.
5:01: She got him fries this whole time. Oh, the irony!
5:11: Not-Liv-Tyler, you’re alright.
5:15: Self hug!
5:27: All he ever wanted was to be loved and to have a good side dish.
5:32: Wingis Struck? Oh, come on that can’t be a real name.
5:37: These names read like an enemies list from a Sgt. Fury And The Howling Commandos comic.
Sinbreed’s album Master Creator is out now via AFM Records.