A seriously amusing, interesting and moving performance, and the best show I’ve been to in a long while. . . Leaving the venue, all I’m thinking about while nursing my ears and brain is when I can see them again. . . x7.
ACID CANNIBALS, Scotlands hairiest slacker speed-doom punks, take on a load of euro dates come May. Hot off a bunch of shows in Portugal and Spain over April comes this new splattering of EU LOVE. Having toured the uk 3 times in the last year, t …
A masterclass from some of the nation’s greatest progressive rock treasures.
This tour and this performance marks the turning of a corner by Haken into a truly astounding live act.
At London’s Underworld, Richmond Virginia’s Windhand successfully showcase their evolving rich, thickly coated, atmospheric grungy doom sound and identity.
Bob Log III is what you might call a consummate showman . . . He makes toast, hands out balloons for us to inflate and then stamp, and fills a large inflatable duck with Bucks Fizz before passing it among the crowd.
With fantastic support, The Ocean crushed Birmingham’s Mama Roux’s.
“This gig was a fucking a dream come true”
The Lazys are surely deserving of bigger, wilder, drunker audiences and I recommend you make it so at Bloodstock or anywhere else you happen to find them.
Which better song for a pagan forest folk act to cover than ‘Gently Johnny’ from the Folk Horror classic The Wicker Man, Pioro’s violin for which is so moving that I’m mostly too absorbed to imagine Britt Eckland’s body-double writhing all over the church walls.
Stone Broken have demonstrated why they are such an exciting act for the UK classic and hard rock scene right now. They bring a freshness, energy and genuine passion to a style of music which is often derided as obsolete; and will surely continue to work their way up to bigger venues and bigger crowds in the years to come.
More than their talent though, Rival Sons bring a real sense of joy to the night. The feeling that they are genuinely doing what they love in front of their adoring fans is infectious.
Minds were riveted by the kaleidoscopic display of colours and heavy sounds, provided by the booming PA systems, live-visuals and live dancers trading off dance moves combining traditional First People dances and modern Hip-Hop moves.
Boiler suits, headstands in the crowd, female empowerment and social commentary, Frank Carter and the Rattlesnakes continue their mission to enrage the youth of today.
Overall, I’m struck by the vulnerability of Wrekmeister’s performance tonight; emotion that’s bravely raw and visible even behind a wall of guitar drone.
“Singing is a medicine,” says Einar Selvik, before launching into the finale of tonight’s triumphant show, and you can’t hear this man sing without understanding exactly what he means.