Ross Mckendrick
My voracious appetite for music has led me to make many decisions in my life that a lot of people might question. I’ve chosen to buy records rather than eat a dinner that wasn’t bread and butter. I’ve gone to gigs instead of going to friends’ birthday parties. I quit a steady job to fill a backpack with band t-shirts and set off around Europe going to every festival I was sick of missing year after year because of so-called ‘real life’. But to me it all makes perfect sense
Growing up I never had the usual older sibling or group of friends to help me along my musical journey, but in recent years I’ve been making up for all that lost time when I didn’t have anyone to talk to about the latest mind-blowing album I’ve heard, or to lose my mind with at gigs when the band play that song, the nerdy discussions about infinitely unimportant details of a certain label’s discography… I’m now lucky enough to share these opinions on a few sites contributed to and run by people with that same insane passion for music as I have.
I’m most at home enveloped in the abject misery of doom metal, smashing my fists into everything if I hear some particular fine grindcore, feeling sorry for myself to the soundtrack of old country and folk, welling up at poignant post-rock crescendos and trying not to let anyone find out the first album I bought was by Abba. I also illustrate and design stuff for bands, am obsessed with barbecues and their inherent condiments, and have an unparalleled wanderlust. Good sense of humour, must love dogs, etc.
I currently lurk venues and store my records in Glasgow, but can also be found gigs and festivals all over the UK and Europe, so if you see me come say hi and we’ll get a beer.
You can follow my music discoveries, entertaining exploits, misanthropic rantings, and general bafflement with everyday life on twitter @tospitasparrow.
The three tracks of skull-scraping racket contained on Malthusian’s MMXIII perfectly embody the principles of misanthropy and suffering in horrifying aural form. – By Ross Mckendrick
With their debut full-length record, Transient deliver a devastating barrage of blistering grindcore, providing an excellent example of just how varied the genre can be. – By Ross Mckendrick
The Illicit Revue is ugly, primitive death metal the way it should be, festering warts and all. – By Ross Mckendrick
Ross Mckendrick reviews the triumphant return of Baroness to Glasgow.
Old Skin’s debut release demonstrates a willingness to stray far from the traditional templates of hardcore without losing one iota of intensity, and marks them as one of the most left-field bands operating on the fringes of the genre. – By Ross Mckendrick
By now the D-beat-meets-Dismember trend is approaching saturation point, but the 3 tracks of vicious hardcore on offer here put Blind To Faith far ahead of the snarling pack. – By Ross Mckendrick
With their sophomore album Bombs of Hades have released one of the gnarliest albums of old-school Swedish Death Metal of recent years. – By Ross Mckendrick
Self-proclaimed ‘sewer doom’ Toronto three-piece IRN have spewed forth one of the most disturbing and disjointed releases you’re likely to hear this year. – By Ross Mckendrick