Articles by Martyn Coppack
By tapping into the lost sound of English acid folk, the band sound unlike anyone around else active at the moment.
It’s good to know that in the face of so much change in the world these days, the band have remained a constant throughout.
Matriarch is an assured debut offering from a band who offer more than enough to stand out in the current doom scene.
Themes For Great Cities is an essential read for not just the hardcore Simple Minds fan, but also those who may just about remember dancing to ‘Don’t You Forget About Me’ in the school disco.
As with all great trio’s there is a compact sound to them which emanates power and you feel that they are at times poised to unleash an absolute wall of sound.
Denim And Leather is an essential read for any self-respecting fan of heavy metal, and perhaps it also offers some long needed recognition that metal as a genre is so much more than what its critics and dismissers would have you believe.
There is a timeless quality to the music, and it feels shorn of any panderings to the mainstream. It is music made for those who want to go on a journey.
It’s raw and rough, but suitably resonant with the current psych scene, including much that is happening over in Canada right now. If you want to sample the true spirit of punk you won’t go far wrong with this release.
It’s sound harks back to a classic era and makes absolutely no attempt to update it, and why should it when it sounds just as perfect as it is
That it takes someone from the depths of Saskatoon to psychologically link with you and provide respite from whatever fears you may have, even if it is just for a few tens of minutes, is a remarkable feat
Unlikely bedfellows for what has become known as a “lockdown” album, The Janitors may be the truest reflection of the angst and concern that we have all felt over the last 18 months.
It’s not only a souvenir of where the band are at, but also a souvenir of the times.
A superb mix of drone and spaced out psych. It’s the kind that you want playing as you hit your third peak of the night and the music becomes a symbolic cleansing of your fractured mind.
Old friends, new friends, strangers, all together in communion to celebrate the power of music it sounds corny but after 18 months of no music, we’ll take that.
There’s a mellower vibe to this album than previously. That’s not to say that they forget to bring the rock. It’s just found in unexpected places such as the explosive chorus of ‘Under The Wheels’ which sounds suspiciously as if the band have been hitting the bongs to a few Eagles albums
Listen closely and that will be the sound of a typewriter and gravel being scuffed up. It’s these moments that make Meilir such an unusual artist.
An endlessly entertaining book which introduces the reader to a whole new world of music that they may not have even been aware of before
Vanities is the sound of late night Manchester, as skeletal frames throw shapes against a backdrop of electro beats. A city of extremes, all joining together to celebrate the uniqueness of the surroundings.
Paradise is another fine gem in the career of Alex Rex and may be is most fulfilling solo release yet. The music world is so much richer for having Alex Rex in it.
You like to imagine Laird as some cowled, raincoat wearing figure owing a season of cigarettes to Peter Lorre, whilst casually pumping out hallucinogenic mushrooms to a soundtrack of Julian Cope and Syd Barrett, but behind the mask is a musician who is intent on forging his own path.
For those intent of exploring music free of form or boundaries then Mythic Sunship are the band for you.