(((O))) Category: Reviews
Rick Wakeman is a true visionary, a maestro, and a storyteller that has brought The Red Planet to life.
Bristolian maniacs Phoxjaw pull a plethora of influences together for their debut album, creating an unpredictably madcap adventure that, defying all logic, somehow feels coherent. Manically aggressive, yet oddly beguiling.
A powerhouse African drumming record offset by sci-fi atmospheres and industrial tone blasts.
This is an elegant, chill work of art that is the perfect balm for your frazzled senses in these troubled times.
Unencumbered from the rigours of composition, ‘Black Rain (I)’ feels like a joyous experiment.
This album is more autobiographical than Ohhms’ previous efforts – but it speaks to anyone who is infuriated with selfishness, stupidity and a general lack of empathy. And it still gloriously heavy.
This is a damned fine sludge/doom/drone record, and inarguably one of Lovely Wife’s best.
On Planeteria, Ianuzzi is able to keep his listeners alert throughout and has succeeded where many other electronic artists have failed – take his listeners for a space ride.
The music itself isn’t just your typical progressive rock album, but it’s surreal, nightmarish, insanity, avant-garde, doomy, and right in your face.
Covid Diaries achieves what few others will – it captures the essence of 2020. It’s grim and foreboding, charting the narratives of the sceptics, the faithful and of Earth itself. It’s a grand satire that works on almost every level and if it’s uncomfortable to listen to, that’s because we are living in uncomfortable times.
The latest release from Brighton-based, obsidian-pop specialists The Academy of Sun takes a microscope and a poet’s tongue to the tiny traces of existence left behind following life’s unrelenting fall out.
Complex, freeform extreme metal that unapologetically never strays far from the sonic path of the first track.
These experienced wiser heads really are producing songs as good as anything from their eighties repertoire, and even some of their finest tunes period.
What we get with Wayfinder is not gimmicky fad music where either opposing music style is just appendix to the other, but a true (ambient)blend perfectly suited for those late hours when it was actually recorded.
With their new album, Holy Wave have created not just an album of divine dream pop, but also one that asks questions and also seeks to expand your inner mind.
Moving and melodic, Inexorum provide a ray of hope through troubled times.
The talented A A Williams debut album Forever Blue is a masterclass in achingly beautiful, swooping melancholy.
Gentle but still epic, ‘Stygian Bough – Volume 1’ is not crushing so much as it is meditative. It looks to a path beyond loss, a journey to light and acceptance.
I guarantee that if you hear one of the singles on the radio it will lift your spirits for four sweet minutes.
That Which Whets The Saccharine Palate is an album that works because it feels wrong and sounds great. It’s almost ungainly, like it doesn’t quite fit in its own skin, but like any good monstrosity, that is its beauty.
A great gutturally fierce, rumbling weird death metal debut album from VoidCeremony.