“Kill time, jump from the Hollywood sign.”
One definition of ‘ugly’ according to Webster’s Dictionary is “offensive to the sight.” Another is “likely to cause inconvenience or disgust.” It’s that which Straight Girl channels with their second single.
Everyone’s favourite anxiety-pop band have only gone and done it! flirting.’s debut EP ‘This Would Be Funny If It Were Happening To Anyone But Me’ has finally dropped, and, obviously, it bangs.
Like a dog chasing its own tail, the guitar lines in Haze’s ‘Ladz Ladz Ladz’ single are constant and repetitive, burrowing into your head. Deadpan vocals drawl over them, mocking toxic lad culture, that alternate between somewhat-excited yelps for the chorus. Mark E. Smith never died.
Dedicated to ‘my friends, big beats, queer communists, and the younger self that never thought I’d release an album’, Granola Suicide’s debut EP feels like a embrace after a long fit of sobbing; not warm, or even comforting. Cold and necessary, rather.
The Orielles, one of the finest British bands around right now, have finally penned a release date for their debut album, Silver Dollar Moment, releasing on February 16th 2017 through Heavenly Records.
Ain’t nothing wrong with some cold hard rock & roll my brother, and if that’s what you’re after then Brighton’s GURU have some proper packaged meat for ya.
Ever miss school discos? The weird exuberant atmosphere you can only get from a mix of too much squash and cupcakes and Saturday Night by Whigfield blasting at a pleasant volume, just make sure you’re home and tucked in by 10pm.
Fresh from headlining Reading & Leeds’ BBC Introducing Stage, London’s Honey Lung treat us to another absolute banger.
GANG base their musical aesthetic on the principle that the creeping unease felt at your worst never truly leaves you. They are the soundtrack to your anxious thoughts at night that never let you sleep.
Inevitable Daydream are always happy to see me. Maybe it’s because I usually write glowing pieces about them (this will be another one), or maybe it’s just because one of the best bands in Britain are just really nice m8s.
Throw up the horns, brother! Big rock is saved! Temporarily!
Bring back pub rock! Not as in a load of Dad’s struggling to form anything resembling a groove as they try to portray their love of Eagles, but pubs showcasing homegrown bloody talent, brother!
I’ve been reading the work of famed dead rock critic Lester Bangs recently, and come to the conclusion that for my writing to reach something beyond, I need excessive personal anecdotes that only partially relate to the feeling the new Cop Graveyard EP fills me with.
If we just chilled out for a minute we could spend more time exploring space and its infinite possibilities, instead of tearing each other down in a torrent of reaction. At least, that’s the vibe M8s Records are going for with ‘WW3D’.
With a debut track this ferocious, it won’t be long before Girls In Synthesis are capable of levelling buildings.
It’s hard to be a punk band in Britain. Not in terms of breaking out, but in terms of saying what hasn’t already been said.
Only 90’s kids remember the last tides of Thatcherism razing the country to the ground, and the nervous cultural climate that gave way to Size Zero and the corporatisation of club culture, but at least there were banging rock tunes.
Two years ago, with just two tracks online, Indoor Pets were part of a bill showcasing Kent talent, playing to just over a dozen people in a pub in Maidstone. Now the Sittingbourne lads are Radio 1 regulars, and this show is sold out.