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London party doom monsters Gurt are back! Praise be. “Satan Etc” is the band’s fifth studio effort and continues their collaboration with producer Steve Sears. The band members have each been on their own personal emotional journeys since the “Bongs… Continue Reading →
Brume (pronounced broom, like witches’ favourite means of transport) are a doom metal/rock quartet from San Francisco, California. In their music, they blend doom, goth, indie rock and a dash of psychedelia. This is my first encounter with them, but… Continue Reading →
You know what? Gurt are just a shit load of fun. “Party doom” without a doubt. Live, they’re complete killers. The best bit though, is that they capture that vibe on record consistently which is a very important part of… Continue Reading →
You’re familiar with those nights when you go to a gig and there’s a confidence that there will be no let downs? Maybe it’s a combination of being absolutely jacked up for the bands or the assured knowledge that you… Continue Reading →
Gurt are fast gaining a reputation as British underground heavy metal favourites with a loyal following. Coming from the same mould as fellow sludge lords Bong Cauldron and Slabdragger, they also share a stylistic commonality with North American bands like… Continue Reading →
To round off a four-date UK tour, Canadian sludge fiends, Dopethrone, roll into Camden this evening to spark blunts and riotous pits at The Underworld. Wizard Fight get things off to an explosive start, with high octane riffs and bellowing… Continue Reading →
Celebrating its 5th anniversary, Desertfest London returns this year with an impressive array of bands, promoters and stages, taking over venues such as Koko, The Underworld, Electric Ballroom, The Black Heart and The Dev. Over the course of three days… Continue Reading →
Guppy is a split release and recording between two of the UK’s finest underground bands circulating in the doom/stoner/sludge market. The combination includes the same drummer Bill Jacobs and this was a unique release as both bands entered the studio… Continue Reading →
This is dirty. This is heavy. This is covered in sweat and pus and someone else’s tears with no money for a night bus or a kebab. This is the sound of every packed, over-heated club show bunged in a… Continue Reading →