(((O))) Tag: music
Do yourself a favour: make space for Cosmic Vibration in your own plans for 2026.
More so than any other festival I’ve been to, ATG feels like a big old party. But one where everyone is lovely and on the same wavelength, and I’m not going to spend most of it riffling through the host’s bookshelf waiting for it to end. And a party where you can legit listen to weird prog one minute, ultra-dissonant hardcore the next, and still get away with “dancing”.
My first-ever music festival was Download 2016, affectionately known as “#Drownload.” With memories of the apocalyptic weather of that event fresh in my mind, I was somewhat apprehensive about attending ArcTanGent (ATG) 2025. Fortunately, I need not have worried. . .
Watching Alcest feels warm but not cosy, sheltered but not fully safe: cocooned within the sonic fairy land that Neige always used his band to develop. Some bands would run out of steam over a twenty-five year career, but Alcest have developed their sound so perfectly that there will never be another metal band who sounds quite like them. . .
A riff-fuelled, haze-filled, fuzzed out ride proving that the flames still burn hot yet.
Kitsch histrionics from the suave German duo takes us down some very peculiar trails.
The marriage of old traditional English murder ballads with the funereal despair of doom metal brings such joy in its fresh perspective.
A drawn out miasma of misery, an hour of pure catharsis for those that love to wallow in these fetid pools.
The charm of Hellfenlic is its unabashed love of black metal’s history, with The Infernal Sea once again showing themselves to be proficient necromancers.
A tantalising glimpse at the next chapter in Cold In Berlin’s tale, and whet’s the appetite nicely for the upcoming full-length.
Slow and ponderous, of course, but at times it becomes monotonously so; yet elsewhere they demonstrate they can pick the right moments to shift gears and keep the music interesting.
Gavin Brown caught up with both Sally Gates and Trevor Dunn from Gates/Dunn/Fox to talk about their album ‘Deliriant Modifier’ and what they are both up to next.
The Québécois black metal exponents find all the right pieces and puts them in all the right places.
An unhinged, almost maniacal take on doom, with a kick of psychedelic uppers for good measure – equal parts groovy and devastating.
Painting such a vivid picture with the power of music alone, a soundtrack without a movie beyond the one playing in your head.
Pulsating drums, haunting vocalisations, menacing guitar drones – prepare to be swept along in the swirls and eddies of the musical maelstrom.
A bleak atmosphere of hateful intent with blast beats thundering and riffs whipping around at breakneck pace, yet something is lacking here.
An exquisite piece of sound sculpting, one that takes a listener on a true journey – if they are willing to sit still and let the waves crash over them.
A bizarre blend of doom and surf rock, drenched in a delicious psychedelic coating – until the painful descent into twee indie.
