Articles by Chris Ball
Both bands bands do enough here to make you wish there was another side of their music to flip to, but Windhand edge it for me.
Black Moth… have developed a darker, more sophisticated sound whilst retaining much of what made them interesting in the first place.
I suspect they have the potential to pen dozens more indie-disco floor fillers, the likes of which this debut is undoubtedly packed.
‘First Offense’… will carry you along on a speed rush of caveman riffs and screaming sirens.
Gold Key apply the rigors of hard core and rock to their songs whilst still packing in more incident, flash, daring and emotion than most bands manage in an album.
‘Binge’ is just that, a dangerously enjoyable feast of metal.
Quicksand deserve your attention, deserve another chance. Not out of sentimentality, loyalty, hipster revisionism or any other misguided motivation, but because they have made a really excellent new album.
A great pick n mix of groovy oddities and raging, underground lost treasures.
It’s more than rock a show, cult-ish but inclusive, a celebration of otherness and the mysteries of the universe.
Stylish if heavily stylized, single-minded, artistic and yet surprisingly commercial Kroh have created something truly special on ‘Pyres’. This may be the start of something special.
Paul drawls a few lines then the crowd whoops as the band set off on another bloody massive choogle. . . Ladies are dancing, arms are waved, beers are chugged, but mostly it’s a slow, hypnotic group frug, don’t pee on my rug, dude-tastic rocking hoe down.
Exile In The Outer Ring will only enhance EMA’s reputation as a talented and fascinating artist.
Fans of the band and their previous works will no doubt find something to enjoy on ‘Love From With The Dead’, but personally I would hope for more from musicians as revered as these.
All in all, this is a triumph. Go ahead and enjoy that new Quicksand album, but Dead Heavens are equally worthy of your time.
The best tracks here are all singular in their delights and are all equally surprising in small ways.
One fine rock n’ roll album – you will be pumping your limbs and hollering like the ghost of Joe Strummer
This album is an absolute triumph.
Only a churl would criticise an album that comes with such a heartwarming tale and several of these songs will be accompanying me on my travels over the summer.
Exodus are still at the forefront of the genre. This isn’t a heritage act for misty-eyed old rockers, Exodus is still very much the real deal.
‘Music For Megaliths’ is at times a genuinely effective and affecting piece of art, with a rare depth and sensitivity.
As ever Desertfest was a blast, and I saw some great acts, but although it’s getting to be almost a cliche to say it now, the best thing about Desertfest is the atmosphere.