makingmusic.org.uk comments: “The flexible and democratic nature of folk music. . . has given it a political dimension that persists today” . . .Megson are proof of that claim, their song writing dealing with the mundane and everyday but also engaged with contemporary working class experiences and struggles in a way that parallels Ruts DC.
The album launch for Caroline Polachek’s superb sophomore LP on Valentine’s Day, no less… Love truly was in the air.
GEL play a triumphant show preceding the release of their debut album, Only COnstant. The Freaks Will Inherit the Earth!
On the album launch for their third LP, To Know the Light, Dawn Ray’d add fuel to the fire and convince more to join their thoughtful black metal cohort.
Do black midi dislike their fans? It would be entirely justified…
After a stint that took in shows all around the continent, Napalm Death retuned to the UK on the last leg of their European Campaign For Musical Destruction tour with an absolutely stellar supporting line-up in Dropdead, Siberian Meat Grinder and Escue …
Kayo Dot triumph as they celebrated the 20th anniversary of their daring, influential debut album, Choirs of the Eye’.
A four-band touring juggernaut entered London. Is this the shape of tours to come?
Martha are a splendid conundrum: both special and ordinary, and somehow special because they are ordinary; but mostly they’re a life affirming shot of pop.
As the quintet navigate through their maze-like mathy, progressive rock/metal melange, one could visibly see the joy ping-ponging between the band and their appreciative, entranced audience.
Everything about Revocation is delivered with a phenomenal precision and passion, which – especially with such a strong tour package behind them – places them amongst the finest names in progressive and technical death metal.
Every so often, a line-up crops up that just feels right. One where everyone on the bill has some sense of commonality that goes beyond a similarity in sound and into the realms of the existential, where the same sense of purpose and soul can be felt in every performer. This is one of those nights.
From vulnerable to seductive within the span of a single note, Ana Moura’s voice swept feet and cracked hearts for an intense hour of Portuguese fado drama.
Laibach’s crusade will honour no boundaries or borders and will subvert and repurpose any cultural artefact to further their agenda of musical totalitarianism.
It may only be January, but a contender for gig of the year has been thrown down. . .