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Review: Sloath - Deep Mountain

There’s a wonky little note-bend at the end of the main riff during “Persian Rug”, and it sounds a bit like someone prising their big toenail away from their foot and letting it snap back. Sloath do it over and over again. Deep Mountain is an album of instant

Review: Henry Blacker - Hungry Dogs Will Eat Dirty Puddings

Hungry Dogs Will Eat Dirty Puddings is an insatiable craving, a stomach with a hole. I feel like Henry Blacker aren’t in it for the journey, but rather for the prize that constantly teases from afar – it’s an album that itches with renewed thirst, running on empty but

Review: Gunslingers - Massacre-Rock Deviant Inquisitors

Gunslingers are straight out of the blocks: guitar screaming and writhing through boisterous rock ‘n’ roll improv, bass slinking between the frets with bite and seduction in equal part, vocals drool sass into vintage microphone, and drums propelled by a ride cymbal that ticks away with the same juvenile incessancy

Review: Dethscalator - Racial Golf Course, No Bitches

Racial Golf Course, No Bitches has no cruise control. Even when it gathers speed – with singer Dan Chandler’s head flung out the window, hollering in a strange confusion of commanding ecstasy and paralysing fear – its movements are jerked and contorted, tugging power chords and snare punctuations out of joint

Review: Bad Guys - S/T

It’s hardly surprising to read that Bad Guys have previously shared a lineup with Finland’s euphoric krautrock collective, Circle. Both bands share a knack for wafting both menace and shit-eating glee out of their amplifiers simultaneously, pushing psychedelia through spewed granite. It’s like paint bubbling up through

Review: Art Of Burning Water - This Disgrace

It was at King Alfred’s pub in Southampton that I first heard Art Of Burning Water, during a run of UK dates late last year. What I remember is this: a muddy gush of volume surging out of PA and amplifiers with crooked scraps of hardcore jutting out of

Review: Pikacyu*Makoto - OM Sweet Home: We Are Shining Stars From Darkside

Makoto Kawabata and Pikacyu’s collaborative meeting point is some sort of astral playground: drums tumble and roll around phased guitar psychedelics, while vocals yelp and overlap on all sides. For an album comprised of just two players, things can get very busy, and the listener isn’t expected to