The 20th February, 2026, will see the release of BELZEBONG’s The End Is High EP; in the meantime track ‘420 Horseman’ is available for a listen and to download for pre-orders. Continue reading
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GNOD / White Hills: Bristol; 02/05/25
On Friday 2nd May GNOD and White Hills brought the utterly incredible Drop Out collaboration to Bristol’s Strange Brew for a sold out show.
I first caught White Hills live in the early 2010s at the Horseshoe Tavern, Toronto, having a brief chat with Continue reading
Collapsed Vein: Pain Communion – an album delving deep into the futility of death
Collapsed Vein’s Pain Communion opens with layers of slow methodical soul crushing dives, the sound—rich and full— immediately immerses the listener in the world that Kevin George has sought to sonically create and more so has achieved with driving clarity; something I can write with assuredly thanks to Continue reading
A Morbid Parody of Justice: Warrior Pope’s delicious delve into a most morbid moment in Papal history
A Morbid Parody of Justice opens with ‘Pornocratia’; a slow methodical melodic track that carries itself like a warm wind drifting across Spanish plateaus. A sombre trombone adds an element of Western Movie stand-off that subtlety gives the Iberian breeze greater gusto.
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Double Trouble: GLU & Split Dogs Drop Awesome Vids; New Albums Incoming!
The last few days have seen two bands from UK’s punk scene drop videos so scorching hot they more than make-up for the utterly dismal summer. Continue reading
Paying Homage to Hendrix via HazeHound’s Macrodose
Info on HazeHound is thin on the ground. Other than a bandcamp account no online presence can be found; but don’t let that stop Macrodose being an album of monumental proportions.
Beyond short opener ‘Hell is real’—a track feeling very much lifted from a 60’s sci-fi movie—title track ‘Macrodose’ shifts the album into its overall groove: an utterly mind blowing amalgamation of Jimi Hendrix, Black Sabbath, Clutch and Radio Moscow. Continue reading
Chilling with the Rampaging Bahboon’s Thunder Ape
Bahboon’s Thunder Ape is a release of outstanding proportions; marking the Japanese band’s ten year anniversary there’s an instant relationship to be found with the album due to the deep rooted cohesion in its flow; while simultaneously every turn along the way expands the river’s banks, rises from the waters with religious purpose to push the spire on the Church of stoner ever higher and wider. Continue reading
Reviewing Warrior Pope’s Papal Bull-Shit: Live at the Louisiana
Warrior Pope’s performance at the Chelsea Inn was something to behold. Vocalist / trombonist David Burke bringing a charisma to the stage the like of which rarely witnessed and is perhaps most reminiscent of Continue reading
Down with Split Dogs at Dean Lane
When first heading to punk gigs in Bristol and following the relevant social media, I fast became aware of a buzz around local band Split Dogs.
Such was that buzz my first attempt to see them live ended in failure when arriving at The Plough only to find a long line-up outside of people waiting for others to leave—which was unlikely—so they could get in.
It wasn’t until some time later that I managed to catch them at the Chelsea Inn. There they delivered a set of slick frenetic punk exploding with an energy knowing no bounds, producing so much joyous sweat the flood warning for Bristol seen earlier in the day online and making no sense at the time—the weather was fine—suddenly did in bounds. Continue reading
Gøren: Summon
Gøren is a one person project by Derek Fisher that very much sounds the consequence of dredging all the bayous in Louisiana to pull out every Southern Comfort / Deliverance-esque incident ever to have taken place, despite Derek being from Flint, Michigan, way up in the North of the States.
The southern drool drips off every note of ‘Summon’ as it wades mammoth-like through the bayou, its weight ensuring each step sinks right in, so needs a heavy pull to get out again; a movement of monumental proportions. While on its back sits a lone rider of the Apocalypse passing judgement on those and the sins dredged up with far greater fear and consequence than anything dished out by the more famous four riding horseback. Continue reading
N. P. Ryan 