(((O))) Category: Reviews
It is an album that deserves to be played, again, and again. And the music on this album, it speaks for itself.
White Roses, My God is a rarity in that it is an essential album, not necessarily for the music, more for the fact that it has to exist, to keep Alan Sparhawk continuing to create his wonderful art.
Imagine hitting the peak of a wave as a surfer and remaining there through all its undulations. That is the sound of W. H. Lung in full throttle.
Cherry Red has knocked it out of the ball park with this fascinating parcel that’s waiting for you on your doorstep.
Peck adds an e to those motions, making this album fully engaging, not just to himself but to his listeners too, something not easily found these days in electronically created music.
If not quite the album she is capable of, Before the Lights Go Out demonstrates that Yeager is a solid pop singer/songwriter, with a yearning-tinged voice and a modern sensibility.
The album has some strong ebb and flow personalities that go from the valley of sadness to a stronger loving world with an eruptive cannon blast, waiting to happen at the right moment, at the right time.
What might seem senseless to some artists makes full sense for Brown, and luckily for him, all the eleven compositions here work seamlessly and effectively, coming up with an album that deserves detailed listening.
Gavin Brown caught up with the members of Vicious Bishop to hear all about their EP Miracle Formula 168 and their recent appearance at the Rebellion Festival in Blackpool as well as plenty of punk rock tales for good measure.
This is indeed a gospel record and with Cave’s ever larger reach into the general public’s consciousness, it is for the nation to treasure.
Boezem is a real grower and proves that the creative sound of Vuur & Zijde can also be fascinating without the use of misanthropic lyrics or dystopian atmospheres.
It is the EP that’ll take repeatable listens to sink in, and how they proven themselves that they’re more than just the bands that they’re known for, and take it up a notch.
The music here has that effortless quality that comes when you are able to easily transform your emotions and reminisces into music. An excellent debut.
Big Bib Motion turns out to be quite a fitting title for this album which brings along music that evolves with every new listen.
This is pure sludge, pure Lemmy nods, pure sci-fi in action, and pure metallic attacks that’ll make you want to start collecting the band’s music, top to bottom.
I suggest you disregard “I was there” weakeners and enjoy it, it’s an unexpectedly fun gift in terrible times.









