Tag Nails
You kind of know what you’re getting when a band is named Concrete Winds. For starters it’s a great name and secondly you know it’s going to be heavy as all hell. Having reviewed the bands second record Nerve Butcherer… Continue Reading →
Feels like this has been talked about for a loooooong time. I have been receiving singles and preview tracks for a few months which has made my mouth water and my ears cower in anticipation. Nails are a band that… Continue Reading →
I say it all the time but it’s worth saying again – 20 Buck Spin has been killing it in the last few years. Quality release after quality release and always full of spite, big riffs and delicious nastiness. It’s… Continue Reading →
Emotions and the ability to act on said emotions, feelings or thoughts is one of the core components of our DNA that differentiates humans from almost all other forms of life that we share this beautiful world with. That’s not… Continue Reading →
Well, while not perhaps the first band to merge the ferocious d-beat energy of Discharge with the all-conquering guitar sound of the HM-2 pedal, Industrial Puke do have both an amusing name, and a knack for not outstaying their welcome…. Continue Reading →
Never a band to shy away from experimentation, Full of Hell’s 12 year trajectory is littered with collaborations with the likes of Nails, Merzbow and The Body, each one leaving behind their influence which can be heard on subsequent releases…. Continue Reading →
It would be fair, to the uninitiated, to write off a band with a moniker, that is so deliberately obtuse, decidedly antagonistic and damn right comedic, as a joke, non-serious, detritus that belongs in the same bucket of slop as… Continue Reading →
Good god. Where the fuck to start with this? Formed of some of South London’s most renowned locals, you can probably already guess that this was recorded at the Cro’s Nest, ‘Ride My Dick’ is the debut album from powerviolence… Continue Reading →
It’s a familiar trope of lazy, hackneyed critiquing to take the geographical origins of any band you’re lucky enough to review and wrap your 500 words around tired cultural clichés and pass that off as inspired and insightful reviewing. That… Continue Reading →
Can’t complain, this is the right way to get ‘nagged to death’ especially when the means of doing so is by delivering us a nice slab of vinyl. It was a timely arrival too as I have been reading A… Continue Reading →
As I approached the University Union in Leeds, on a cold November morning, I could feel the air of anticipation growing, for I was about to embark on the annual bonfire weekend extravaganza that is the Damnation Festival. There were… Continue Reading →
Hola, and in today’s Spanish lesson we explore the phrase “Es hora de moler bastardos.’ Well if the Internet translation tool has not let me down, as frankly I am shite at foreign languages it should translate to ‘It’s time… Continue Reading →