Author Matt Mason
Wit, humour and sludge do not often go together. Victorian Whoredogs mean to rectify that. Guildford in Surrey is also not a typical setting for downtuned moss covered riffage but that is exactly where this 4 piece herald from. “Afternoonified”… Continue Reading →
Get up. Get on up. Stay on the scene. “Which scene?” I hear you cry. Well gentle reader that would be the filthy, riff filled sludgecore scene – cos that is what these fellas from Lille are offering. Starting life… Continue Reading →
Beastmaker are from Fresno California but from the opening toll of an ominous bell you just know that they really wanna be from the West midlands 40 years ago. Lusus Naturae is Latin for freak nature. This is not freakish… Continue Reading →
Dperd are an enigma. In a time of internet saturation they almost don’t exist. I used a popular search engine that rhymes with floogle to research them and came up with nothing, nada . Just a suggestion that I meant… Continue Reading →
Old pointy nose is back! Mortiis and friends return after a 5 year hiatus and he has even released a statement that the goblin mask is coming out of mothballs. Good because this glorious electro industrial pop metal record deserves… Continue Reading →
Leicester’s Temple of Lies have hitched up their wagons and headed west – figuratively at least. What this quartet offer is stoner/desert rock with a metal edge. It may be the Midlands connection but I get a bit of a… Continue Reading →
Ezekiel’s Hags is Seven Sisters of Sleeps third full length release but their debut on Relapse. Their new home is a fitting one as the band encapsulate so many of the elements that have made Relapse such a flag bearer… Continue Reading →
It’s been a couple of years since Aruagint was released and “Jaunt of the Obsessed” and “Strange Pungent Odyssey” are still getting an airing through my speakers. As such I was pleasantly surprised when Bogefod landed in my inbox. As… Continue Reading →
Music is the TARDIS of non Whovians. Hear me out …..come on….. come back. Like the fictional police box , the recordings of the world’s artists are much larger once explored than the relatively small space they take up (especially… Continue Reading →
“You know what the fellow said – in Italy, for thirty years under the Borgias, they had warfare, terror, murder and bloodshed, but they produced Michelangelo, Leonardo da Vinci and the Renaissance. In Switzerland, they had brotherly love, they had… Continue Reading →
Thrash is middle aged. It is now the thirty year anniversary of what are considered by most the genres seminal releases. The acts that sweated over them both in the US and in Germany are still on the road and… Continue Reading →
One man Black Metal projects can be a worrying thing. No band members to say “Hang on a minute is that not a bit self indulgent” or “The Nazis were actually a bit shit”. On the other hand a lack… Continue Reading →