Revolver Magazine6/5/2026
6 best new songs right now: 6/5/26Here at Revolver, we re always on the hunt for new songs to bang our heads to — indeed, it s a big part of our jobs. With that in mind, here are the tracks released this week in metalcore, nu-rock, industrial and more that have been on heavy rotation at Revolver HQ. For your listening pleasure, we ve also compiled the songs in an ever-evolving Spotify playlist. A Place to Kill Jet Engine On the one hand, an industrial titan like Richard Patrick — he of Filter, Nine Inch Nails and more — needs no introduction. That said, his first single with new project A Place to Kill — co-plotted with rock photographer and There Is No Us frontman Jim Louvau — makes for a hell of a hello. The group’s “Jet Engine” is lean but ruthlessly efficient, a steady machine clank and Patrick’s wobble-heavy keyboard tones pushing air around Louvau’s steely-eyed whispers and incensed screams. Baring teeth and booming synth-bass aggression, it’s sure to kill on the dance floor. Avatar Crying Fire Fire and water have been elemental to the latest round of Avatar tracks, from the seafaring “Captain Goat” to the burnt timber that surrounded the band in the video for Don’t Go in the Forest’s title track. New standalone single “Crying Fire” — which was recorded during those same album sessions — is a force of nature that manages to sit between those poles. Driven by tuneful Eighties-style pop-metal arpeggiation, the song has vocalist Johannes Eckerström fever-dream crooning of a forest nap where branches cover his “secret, naked skin.” At first, he’s met with a refreshing morning mist. By song’s end, everything’s covered in a downpour of the sun’s “crying fire.” A passionate trad-metal anthem from the Swedish vets. Converge I Won t Let You Go Hum of Hurt, Converge’s second album of the year, is arguably a more brooding and stretched-out experience than the panicked, tempo-pushing hardcore assaults of Love Is Not Enough. And yet, it still showcases frantic pieces like mid-album wrecker “I Won’t Let You Go,” a damned chaotic yet oddly danceable entry in Converge’s canon. The beats initially shift and twist like a metallic samba before Ben Koller goes beast mode on a Red Bull-charged blitz. Guitars and bass grind through dissonant staccato dynamism. Jacob Bannon howls bleakly of “living in fear of vulnerability,” yet strives for connection. Like many Converge songs before it, it’s delivered with an urgency that ll to grab you at your core. Evanescence Beautiful Lie “I am the power.” Evanescence’s Sanctuary album starts off strong with an ominously-toned, self-empowerment anthem that finds Amy Lee’s lyrical protagonist reclaiming agency (“I don’t belong to you”) and moving on from a time-and-patience-testing emotional battleground (“Baby, this is your war, but it’s killing the both of us”). Lee’s vibrato ebbs and flow from measured melodizing to something monolithic, and comes supported by crow-black nu-hooks, slap-crazed bass playing and more. Fuming Mouth A Blaze of Nihilism A welcomed return with a wild twist, “A Blaze of Nihilism” is the first song from Fuming Mouth to feature their latest drummer, former Slipknot and Suicidal Tendencies skinsman Jay Weinberg. He brings a brutal wallop to the track, but the rest of the New England heavymakes go for broke, too. Together, they torch the intro with earth-scorching intensity before locking into grave-sodden death grooves and an uncouth, out-of-pocket solo from vocalist-guitarist Mark Whelan. It only gets weirder when they close things out with a creeped-out nursery rhyme. Fuming Mouth’s latest heater is meant to be listened to at top volume. The ringing in your ears will be worth it. Mastodon Your Ghost Again The latest Mastodon single may well be their heaviest yet, because it’s the first piece of new music to be released by the iconic metal band since founding guitarist Brent Hinds’ tragic 2025 death. The surviving members grieve in-song through lyrics about how the “world went black,” as well as lines that vocalist-drummer Brann Dailor has suggested are somewhat about sensing their fallen brother-in-arms’ presence in the recording studio with them. Sonically, Mastodon s reflective path forward begins with sludge-fisted riffery that harkens back to the Remission days, before delivering a wistful, whimsical strain of heavy prog. In all, it s a perfectly bittersweet way to open the band s next chapter.