Tuesday, 25 February 2020

Podcast 1

Sounds from the Heavy Underground.
Copyright and thanks to: Bleach Birth, Woorms,
The Tunnel, Alpha-O-Mega, Envy, Back From The Dead, Kassad, Canopy.

Sunday, 2 February 2020

Kassad - London Orbital

Normally, high up in the top floor of Maim Towers, I put together
my reviews with wit, wisdom and the knowledge that I am right
and you are wrong. But the band have put forward their own manifesto
that says everything that needs to be said. 

Combining abrasive and gritty black metal with hallucinatory 
ambience and spiralling postrock intricacy, Kassad’s name is 
synonymous with misery, futility, and madness of modern urban life.

"London Orbital", the new album, centers around modern
 urban living and looks to a near future of megacities where
 the city itself is a personified, malevolent being where human 
empathy and culture have been replaced by artificial intelligence. 
The artist adds: "I wanted to create music for an imagined,
 future London - one where the city’s monoliths of glass and 
concrete have come alive to assert their malevolent control 
over the millions of people that live and toil amongst them. 
Workers travel in the vast shadows of these buildings, in the 
tunnels and transport systems that snake below or in the
 briefest snatches of sun that are yet to be blacked out.
 If you tilt your head and look at the city just right, you can 
already see the light starting to turn to darkness."

This is the good shit.

Woorms - Twitching, As Prey

Woorms - Twitching, As Prey

Woorms have crawled out of a sludge swamp and rolled in the
 corpse of rock before unleashing their second album upon us. The
 sludge elementis still the driving source but the songs are infused
 with ideas and atmospherics that bring a more doomy and psych feel - 
combined with a hardcore aggression that keeps the menace swirling 
around the tracks.

This is an album that demands to be played in one sitting. You are
carried along in this soundscape from start to finish and as a cohesive
whole blends into an almost epic concept album.

Vocals are screamed, muttered, crooned and chanted with effective
and creepy results. The sound is of course low-end but with many
different effects and playing styles, the middle end of the musical
scales are well catered for. The production is just great - everything
sounds full on without losing clarity or aggression.

Drones and sound effects are used along with quieter passages to bring
the pace and feel down - not to a peaceful interlude though – 
this is the good shit.

Thanks to Aaron for sending me the promo.

Saturday, 28 December 2019

Best of the year 2019

These are the albums that made me jump up and down and want to smash things.
They are not numbered - all deserve to be at the top. Remember kids, I am right
and you are wrong. There will be no descriptions - you will have to participate
and press play and actually listen to them.

I have been a lazy cunt recently - I hope to post more often. Or not.

Sunday, 15 December 2019

El Drugstore - The Golden Age of Bad Ideas

El Drugstore describe themselves as "Instrumental Freak
Attack" and with those words, launch into a whirling,
insane barrage of riffs, timings, dizzy note abuse and
powerhouse drumming.

Early Mastodon meet the Cardiacs doing Botch cover numbers
is probably the nearest I can get to a quick description and even
then I am falling short of the mark.

This is head-fuck music of the highest order and I gladly embrace
its almost psychedelic and psychotic aggression gladly.

Technical chops they have in abundance but unlike so many
instrumental metal/hardcore bands, El Drugstore have the vision
and tunes to pull it off. 

Like "On The Corner" by Miles Davis, at first it seems almost too
complex and random to make sense but under the distorted instruments
there is a fucked up groove happening. 

This is the perfect soundtrack for a world full of tension, mistrust,
loners, paranoia and nerves shot to pieces with coffee and hate.

Saturday, 14 December 2019

Cloud Rat - Pollinator

Like a rabid dog raping your childhood innocence, Cloud Rat
have unleashed a fucking tempest of punk, hardcore and grind
which will melt your face off.

Manic drums unite with furious buzzsaw guitars that
lay the template from which the frontwoman, Madison, can
unleash a barrage of fearsome shrieks that somehow contain
real emotion and feeling, rather than just some routine throat-

What makes this stand out though, are the inserts of clean
vocals, spoken word, keyboards, ghostly chanting
and other superior touches that bring a huge depth of
atmospherics into this bleak masterpiece.

Tuesday, 10 December 2019

Lightning Bolt - Sonic Citadel

Crazed chaos from this drum / bass duo.

Brutal, fast noise rock - the drummer sounds like he
is playing 2 kits at the same time and fuck knows what
the bass is going through - thick fuzz guitar tones envelop
the tunes, with grunted vocals buried in the mix.

This is like World War 3 going off in your head but much
more fun - it made me jump up and down.

Tuesday, 15 October 2019

30,000 Monkies -

30,000 Monkies play a tortured mix of sludge/noise/stoner
with a definite experimental vibe. This is a heavy trip
into Melvins/Christpunchers type of brainmelt riffs, coupled
with the unhinged rhythms of early Jesus Lizard or Big
Black. The songs create a dense, claustrophobic atmosphere
that sucks you into a frenzied world of fuzzed out psychosis.

The band have created their own unique take on this genre.
Fuzzed guitars, distorted bass and head-pounding drums
lay the foundations for cleanish/sometimes harsher vocals
to sit on top of the mix but never overpowering the frenetic
lead guitar solos. Song passages ebb and flow, taking you
from slow motion swamp speed to jarring psychedelic freak outs.

Saturday, 5 October 2019

Daughters Of St Crispin - S/T

Madison WI post-punk vets churning out simple,
heavy songs of lament.
Russell Emerson Hall - guitar/voice (ex-Tyranny 
Is Tyranny, ex-United Sons of Toil, ex-Twelves)
Peter Leonard - bass/voice (ex-Droids Attack, 
ex-Rustbelt Sermon, ex-Poorman’s Therapy)

Daughters Of St Crispin bring a dirty amalgamation of
order and chaos - mixing elements of punk, noise and
sludge rock to form compositions that build on their
collective influences, creating a markedly unique sound.
Punk rock goes angular and angry, juddering through 
4 tracks of discordant, rhythmic and punishing slabs 
of excellence. The vocals are yelped but tuneful and 
counter-balance the complex guitar lines but before it 
all begins to sound like random, chaotic bursts of nonsense, 
you realise that they are also rocking like bastards! 
Taking the feel of the Jesus Lizard and the glorious 
feeling of what-the-fuck! song arrangements of These 
Arms Are Snakes, the album also has the added bonus 
of sounding like it was produced by Steve Albini. 
The tracks have real solidity to them - no wasted 
time or filler to the song structures - tension builds 
nicely as the urgent riffs hammer down.
This is the good shit.
Thanks to the band for sending this to me.