Inter Arma 'Sundown' CD

  It’s inevitable; the minute any band starts racking up sales totals, accumulates an audience and attains any amount of popularity beyond their small circle of been-there-since-the-beginning supporters, cries of “sellout” come quicker than a New Yorker screaming “Terrorism!” at the sight of a forgotten gym bag on the D-train. Relevant here are the fingers that have been pointed at Mastodon and Baroness for imagined crimes against the sensibility and sacredness of the scene. Hark! There is hope for those of you who take discomfort in the knowledge that Mastodon is signed to a major and Baroness has shown increased flashes of brilliance since The Red Album. Gather ‘round, ye of the underground, for here is a band of Richmond dudes who combine touches of all manner of metal, from doom and thrash to black and traditional to sludge and psychedelic, and do so with a gritty, dirt-under-the-working-man’s-fingernails sound lacking show and polish. Indeed, Mastodon and Baroness immediately com