Writer Profile: Darren Bibby
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Band of the week
Not the 80's aftershave or the porn search criteria. White Swallow the rock duo deal in melodic stomp and barbarian amp destruction with more hooks than a velcro front door. The verses are tuneful and droll, the choruses stomp on the pedal and...
Album Review
The Eye of Time / The Eye of Time
“We are corpses; walking dead...we are ghosts in the supermarkets of life.” The accompanying notes for 'The Eye of Time' refer directly to the anger, shame, resignation and hopelessness that drives individual tracks; a recurring...
Gig
Whoever put this line up together has been pretty shrewd. There's something here for every Mastodon fan as an apéritif before the main course; could the night match my bloated expectations?
Red Fang are the ideal men to agitate the...
Band of the week
I want to put them in a shoebox full of wood shavings and keep them under my bed. This guitar/vocals duet are warm without being wet, romantic without being twee, and retain a dark undercurrent while bobbing merrily along in their rickety old...
Album Review
Wino & Conny Ochs / Heavy Kingdom
The King Arthur of doom, Scott Weinrich (Saint Vitus, The Obsessesed, Spirit Caravan, Shrinebuilder et al) here teams up with German singer-songwriter Conny Ochs for an album of predominantly acoustic intimacy. Defiantly howling against a backdrop...
Band of the week
They hail from the historic medieval city of BraĹźov in Romania, and create their own ambitious brand of grindcore which blazes with unrestrained expression. Coins as Portraits' debut album, 'Form and Structure. Storm and Fracture.',...
Single Review
Cut Yourself in Half / Say Goodbye to The World / Psycho Hum...
Two tracks of steamhammer desert riff gallop with a touch of bombed 70's psych from Bratfer's Cut Yourself in Half. It's not going to get you pondering the future of western civilization or reaching for a calculator to work out the time...
EP Review
Last Days of Lorca / Last Days of Lorca EP
Brighton's Last days of Lorca make melodic, sweeping enormodrome rock and carve an edge into it by harnessing the angular capriciousness of 'De-loused in the Comatorium'-era Mars Volta.
Strangely, for all the frenetic, super-tight...







