French post-hardcore, Brighton punk ‘n roll and charismatic Cornish screamo all in one small sweaty room. TL;DR: it was great.
Long-term fans of British DIY hardcore may remember Margate’s Babies Three, who were about between ’99 and ’04 and released a handful of records before briefly changing their name and splitting up. I never got to see them but they toured Europe with Yaphet Kotto and Song of Zarathustra, which is pretty fucking badass. So, […]
The press release for Of Gold, the debut release from Michigan’s Bars of Gold, is almost overwhelming in its hyperbolic excitement. It’s a bit of a turn-off if I’m honest, but then I’ve always been a bit of a contrarian wanker when it comes to marketing. In fairness, though, this is the new project from […]
Walking in the deep, dissonant and devastating footsteps of hyperactive post-hardcore giants like Blood Brothers, These Arms Are Snakes, Palatka and Assfactor 4 is no mean feat, but with Captains of Industry Solar Bear have managed it with aplomb. Opening with a soft yet noisy, busy but muted, distant and tinny intro, the EP explodes […]
The furrow ploughed by Gainesville’s Hot Water Music was wide and deep, and in their footsteps have followed a panoply of young bands inspired by the urgency and passion of their melodic post-hardcore. It seems obvious that The Great Explainer are among this host, counting Chuck Ragan and company among their influences, and with their debut […]
It’s been irritating me for weeks: just who does Ghost Robot Ninja Bear vocalist Oscar Albis Rodriguez remind me of? So far I’ve only been able to prod my finger towards the vocal stylings of Propagandhi and No Use For A Name, and neither comparison holds much water. Goddamnit, who is it I’m thinking of? […]
I first heard Michigan three-piece Victor! Fix the Sun just a few weeks ago by way of 2007’s Retractable Claws, and this album actually came out late last year, but the two records have impressed me enough that I wanted to write a little about the newest one. If Retractable Claws was reminiscent of Fugazi’s […]
Books on music can be a funny thing. The old saying that writing about music is like dancing about architecture holds as true with the long form as it ever does (by which I mean, shut up, I will write about music as much as I like). This leaves authors a few options: to focus […]