So here it is, the lineup for the annual Sounds Of The Underground tour. Following the lineup is the dates of the tour.

The Lineup:
GWAR
Chimaira
Every Time I Die
Job For A Cowboy
Necro
Darkest Hour
Amon Amarth
The Acacia Strain
The Devil Wears Prada
Heavy Heavy Low Low
The Number Twelve Looks Like You
Goatwhore
This Is Hell
2 Cents

Tour Dates:
Fri/Jul-06 DALLAS, TX PALLADIUM BALLROOM
Sat/Jul-07 CORPUS CHRISTI, TX CONCRETE ST. AMPHITHEATRE
Sun/Jul-08 HOUSTON, TX VERIZON WIRELESS THEATRE
Tue/Jul-10 ORLANDO,FL UCF ARENA
Wed/Jul-11 MYRTLE BEACH, SC HOUSE OF BLUES
Fri/Jul-13 WORCESTER, MA PALLADIUM
Sat/Jul-14 SAYREVILLE,NJ STARLAND BALLROOM OUTSIDE
Sun/Jul-15 PHILADELPHIA, PA ELECTRIC FACTORY
Mon/Jul-16 WINSTON-SALEM, NC MILLENNIUM CENTER
Wed/Jul-18 TORONTO, ON KOOLHAUS COMPLEX
Thu/Jul-19 DETROIT, MI STATE THEATRE
Fri/Jul-20 MILWUAKEE, WI EAGLES BALLROOM
Sat/Jul-21 CLEVELAND,OH TIME WARNER CABLE AMPHITHEATER AT TOWER CITY
Sun/Jul-22 COLUMBUS, OH LIFESTYLE COMMUNITIES PAVILION
Mon/Jul-23 CHICAGO,IL CONGRESS THEATRE
Tue/Jul-24 MINNEAPOLIS, MN MYTH
Fri/Jul-27 CALGARY, AB MACEWAN HALL
Sat/Jul-28 EDMONTON, AB SHAW CONFERENCE CENTER
Mon/Jul-30 PORTLAND, OR EXPO HALL
Wed/Aug-01 SALT LAKE CITY, UT SALT AIR PAVILION
Fri/Aug-03 SAN JOSE, CA EVENTS CENTER @ SAN JOSE UNIV.
Sat/Aug-04 IRVINE, CA IRVINE MEADOWS SIDE STAGE
Sun/Aug-05 MESA, AZ MESA AMPHITHEATRE
Mon/Aug-06 LAS VEGAS, NV HOUSE OF BLUES
Wed/Aug-08 DENVER,CO FILLMORE

For further details please go to soundsoftheundergroundtour.com

As many may know back in August 2006 The Sounds Of Animals Fighting played a rare 4 live shows. The Anaheim shows recorded for DVD. The DVD, titled We Must Become the Change We Want to See is scheduled to come out May 1st.

“The DVD captures the magic, and both the look and sound are top quality.” ~TSOAF

View the DVD trailer here

A Static Lullaby will be releasing this live album/DVD on Fearless Records. This double-disc set will be released later this summer, see below for the 3 filming locations.

If you’re going to be in the area on these dates, here’s your chance to support ASL during their recording of their new DVD!
4/20 – Sacramento (The Boardwalk)
4/21- Orange County (The Alley)
4/23 – Hollywood (The Knitting Factory)

Here’s a couple videos of Social Code:

Making of their new single Bomb Hands

GuerillaCast Exclusive

Here’s a few different artists that have posted some new songs recently:

Secret Lives Of The Freemasons – To The Barricades (acoustic) – this song was previously recorded and unreleased, but is now available for free download.

The Fall Of Troy – Semi-Fiction – this song is featured off of TFOT new upcoming album Manipulator, coming out on May 1st.

Zolof The Rock & Roll Destroyer – Can’t Stand It – this song is the first new music released in a while from ZTRARD

We Are The Fury – Venus & So Physical -here are 2 new songs featured on their new upcoming album, to be released on May 22nd.

Foreverinmotion – The Clothes We Walk In – here’s a new song from the upcoming album The Beautiful Unknown

Limebeck – Limebeck – here’s their entire album up for stream, the album is out now

Hot Topic, Immortal Records, and Myspace Spring Indie Sampler – here’s a real treat, these guys have teamed up to offer you a free full download of new and upcoming tracks from a lot of hot bands, such as A Change Of Pace, The Almost, Hollywood Undead, Scary Kids Scaring Kids, Hopesfall, Waking Ashland, and more!

Ozzy Ozbourne has released details on his next album Black Rain. Here’s the post from blabbermouth.net

OZZY OSBOURNE will release his new album, “Black Rain”, on May 22 via Epic Records. Songtitles set to appear on the CD include “I Don’t Wanna Stop”, “Not Going Away”, “Thank God For The Almighty Dollar”, “Civilize The Universe”, “Black Rain”, “Countdown’s Begun” and “Trap Door”.

You can tell by looking at many of the song titles on “Black Rain” ? Ozzy Osbourne‘s first album with new studio material in six years ? that the rock legend took a good look at his own life and the world around him. He also salutes his fans?among the most devoted in the world ? with such songs as “Here For You” and “Lay Your World On Me”.

“Black Rain” finds the two-time Grammy Award winner and Rock and Roll Hall of Fame inductee as vital, creative and evocative as ever. You also get the clear sense that he’s operating at the peak of powers, as a singer and songwriter. Ozzy fans can log onto www.ozzy.com to hear samples of tracks from the album.

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Ozzy co-produced the album with Kevin Churko and recorded it with his touring band: Zakk Wylde (guitar), Mike Bordin (drums) and Blasko (bass). Ozzy says that he felt a new freedom while recording the album at his home studio in Los Angeles. The result: songs that are not only hard-hitting but adventurously arranged and sonically fresh. Explains Ozzy, “It’s a well-put together album. I think it’s evident that it hasn’t been just slapped out and put down. I took my time on the album and Zakk plays some amazing stuff as always”. Ozzy feels “Black Rain” is the true follow-up to his classic “No More Tears”, the 1991 album that also challenged the expectations of what an Ozzy Osbourne album should sound like.

Some of the songs on “Black Rain” are ominous in their emotional tone ? they examine a world teeming with greed, war, deception, bad drugs (“11 Silver”, about crystal meth) and environmental havoc. Ozzy also zooms in on the overriding sense of fear and dread that define our times ? perpetrated, he feels, by news programs that make “entertainment” out of terrible news events.

Says Ozzy: “I just thought there’s so much fucking bad news, the only way I can release it is to put it in a song”. On the other hand, the new track “Civilize The Universe” offers a sense of hope, as Ozzy sings: “I’m alive/Watching better turn to worse/One more time/Try to civilize the universe”.

Ozzy will support “Black Rain” with a world tour beginning in Moscow on May 27 which continues through July 6. Then starting July 12 in Seattle, he’ll headline the 12th annual Ozzfest tour throughout America.

The pioneer and trendsetter has pulled the plug on ticket prices in America and given the power back to the fans, calling this summer’s Ozzfest “FreeFest”. That’s right, this year’s Ozzfest is entirely free for fans, an unprecedented move for an artist and tour of this stature.

Ozzy is being honored in May on VH1‘s “Rock Honors” telecast. He will perform three songs on the broadcast including a track from “Black Rain”. Premiering on Thursday, May 24 at 9:00 p.m. ET/PT, “VH1 Rock Honors” will be taped at the Mandalay Bay Events Center in Las Vegas on Saturday, May 12.

The White Stripes have announced the release date of their upcoming album, Icky Thump. The album is scheduled for release on June 18th in Europe and UK and June 19th in North America. They album art was also released. Further details can be found here and here.

Tracklist:
1. “Icky Thump”
2. “You Don’t Know What Love Is (You Just Do as You’re Told)”
3. “300 MPH Torrential Outpour Blues”
4. “Conquest”
5. “Bone Broke”
6. “Prickly Thorn, But Sweetly Worn”
7. “St. Andrew (This Battle Is in the Air)”
8. “Little Cream Soda”
9. “Rag and Bone”
10. “I’m Slowly Turning into You”
11. “A Martyr for My Love for You”
12. “Catch Hell Blues”
13. “Effect and Cause”

Click here to preorder The White Stripes – Icky Thump

Over the past few days on the myspace blog, myspace.com/chadamlives, a story has been unraveling. You may notice the character Chadam is also featured on the album cover of the new The Used album, Lies For The Liars, scheduled to hit stores on May 22nd. Many are confused on the story of Chadam, who he is or what its about. Could it be about a couple guys? Chad and Adam? Only time will tell. Well here’s his story….the first 3 parts anyways.

Part 1
I wasn’t always like this.
Well, I mean?I WAS, I guess.
Maybe my eyes were closed.
Maybe my eyes were just…lying.
But the FEELING was always there, constantly bubbling in the dent of my chest.
I always felt that my insides were too big for my skin. Like any minute my skin would start to separate and let out my organs and my bones, which were dying to escape. I was a water balloon, on the brink of exploding, saturating the hands of whoever was dumb enough to keep filling me, testing my elastic sheath. Other people exaggerate and claim that they can see their heart beating ferociously out of their chests, pushing their skin out like a cartoon when they are scared, or excited, or when they catch Zoe kissing Stan in the back of the video store. Well?fuck those people. Because its not just my heart that I could see trying to escape. It was my lungs, my stomach, hell, sometimes I even saw the forms of chewed potato chips poking out through my throat as gravity and muscle contractions force them to descend to the hell that is my intestines. And it wasn’t just when I was scared. It was when I was awake…
It was painful to watch. But not nearly as painful as not being ABLE to watch. When I think about it, my eyes never had the benefit of seeing the beauty that was painted on me all along. At least, not until HE came. I didn’t know his name, hell I don’t even know what he looked like (she? No, it wasn’t a she?those dissipating footsteps weighed at least a good 200 lbs. and the only 200-pound woman I can think of who would be a delivery-man is Wanda Sykes but I’m pretty sure she’s out on the road somewhere telling fucking retarded, high pitched jokes about the men who fail to bow down to her). Was he Cee-lo sized or was he that tall skinny fuck from road trip? Or if he was even human for that matter. At this point though, I don’t think anyone is fully human. But I remember his knock. God, his knock. If I got robbed for 300 bucks, a book full of clich?s and a starter jacket by a KNOCK and had to pick it out of a line up I could do it with my ears closed. There was such a distinguishable tone to it. Like the sound of an empty snapple bottle bouncing on a rotting pier. 3 knocks. And those 3 knocks changed everything?.

Part 2
Knock.
Knock.
Knock.
It was quick. I was caught off guard. And for that reason alone I will never know WHO (or WHAT) knocked. And even though I like to let my imagination run wild and picture a 2-headed chimera galloping with the grace of a bulimic gazelle up to my doorstep and knocking his porcelain fangs against my front door, I guess WHO knocked isn’t that important right now. But what they left on my door mat, is.
I was writing at the time. I do that a lot. A LOT. I’m not a writer. I like to pretend I am, though, disguising a shitty journal entry by dressing it up in a ton of over-descriptive similes and adjectives. Maybe at least this route would take me to Hollywood to write for Gillmore Girls if I ever showed anyone. But I won’t, because I know who I am. Actually, scratch that. I know what MY ABILITIES are. I have the ability to imagine. That’s it. Unfortunately nowadays, the ability to imagine can only get you a room full of people telling you to stop because its not medically sound. Imagination is a sickness, I guess. An ancient taboo. So I keep it to myself. And I write. And I write. And I write. Probably poorly, but I don’t mind.
Though I have a good idea, I forget exactly WHAT I was writing at the time of the knock because everything following it happened so quickly. The light. The fear. The rooftop. The pain. I think I was furthering the adventures of a character I created called “Manda”. Yah, you guessed it. He’s a man with a Panda head. Manda gets into all sorts of perilous and ridiculous situations because he’s caught between 2 worlds. Part of him wants to chew on bamboo leaves and live alone, while the other part of him wants to PARTY! He’s the world’s first endangered MAN. Hunters are chasing him, conservationists want to help him and study him, and girls want to marry him. I told you I wasn’t a writer.
When I heard the knocks, my bic hit the paper, and the adventures of Manda the Panda-man stopped faster than Mario and Luigi when they switch directions in the first Mario bros game. And my adventure began?

Part 3
…The left half of my body practically lunged to the peephole of my apartment’s front door after the knock, out of sheer terror, but my right half stood its ground and held down the fort like any good Texan would have done during those first 12 days at the Alamo. I was startled, to say the least. Fresh venison in the headlights of a hatchback. You see, I don’t get many visitors where I live. And when I do, its either someone looking for the meth lab 2 doors down, or the kids from 415A scratching their names in my doorframe as their knees accidentally hit the door. Needless to say, after the initial shock of hearing 3 distinctive, heavy, (almost magical) intentional knocks, I wrangled both halves of my brain into the same bullpen, and became instantly curious about who that heavy hand was attached to. Excited, almost.
My apartment’s small enough to where 4 steps makes a huge difference in the location of my body. I used to make myself laugh by calling my apartment my “12-Step Program” because it only takes 12 steps to circumvent the entire thing, including that sick yellow toilet of mine. I never DID figure out if that thing was originally white when it was installed, or if it really was genuine yellow porcelain. The window shades were yellow when I moved in too, but I was told that was because the woman who died here before I moved in smoked 4 packs a day for 30 years, and the shades, over time, got painted with huge brush strokes of emphysema.
2 and a half steps north of my desk and I was at the door. I leaned in and tilted my head at just the right angle to get the widest field of vision as I glanced through the peephole.
No one.
I put my ear to the door and listened. I mentally switched on my selective hearing and disregarded the incoherent rustle of the regular cretins who camp out in the hallway and focused strictly on feet of the mysterious knocker. I heard Wanda Syke’s male counterpart walk further away from my apartment and I flew into a hurried conniption as I struggled to undo the 4 locks on my door and remove the duct tape from around the rim of the doorframe. Even if it was just some recovering crackhead pretending to sell Miracle Cleaner so he can get inside my apartment to case the joint, I still needed to put a face to those hypnotizing knocks.
FUCK. As I began to rip off the tape, a corner of it shoved itself in between my ring finger and my ring FINGERNAIL, separating the nail a millimeter or 2 from the skin. Not enough to whine about, but enough to startle me and halt the removal process. And possibly enough to abet Father Time in his act of robbery, because when I finally hurled the door open?.he was gone completely. Looked left. Gone. Looked right. Gone. Like a prequel to that fucking retarded car-stealing Nic Cage remake, he was Gone In Less Than 60 Seconds. But when I looked down, there was a small box on my door mat. And it looked like it was leaking?

Continue the story at myspace.com/chadamlives and make sure to pick up The Used new album Lies For The Liars on May 22nd.