This show, the first of three that week, was billed as the first time Carcass had played in London in seventeen years. OK, so they weren’t an active band for a fair amount of that period, but it perhaps did strike me as curious that they hadn’t found a reason to play the city since their resumption of activity up to now.
We missed the marvellously named Feed The Rhino, but we did get there in time for The Defiled, and I was left a little confused. Their image is straight out of the Kerrang metalcore styling manual, all crazy hair and grubby-looking (but likely relatively expensive) outfits, and their music is admittedly pretty punishing. Ok, so the constant double-kick-drums get really quite tiring after, oh, two songs, but the electronic effects that burble underneath, and frequently turn into phenomenal, sub-bass shocks, make them stand out a bit at least. Saying that, though, their songs were so one-dimensional, at least to my ears.
Despite my adoration of this band in the nineties and since – although let's forget about A New Morning, eh? – much of the reformation activity of Suede has kinda passed me by. I missed the album shows in 2011 by virtue of being 3,500 miles west of London for Festival Kinetik in Montreal, and I'll be missing the big Alexandra Palace show this coming weekend as I'll be at Resistanz in Sheffield. However, the chance to see the band with just a couple of hundred people in the confines of Rough Trade East was too good to pass up, so I ordered the new album in advance – as did my girlfriend – so we could both head along.
Following on from the release last autumn of their second single, Glamourama, Blindness are now following it up with a new single – and seeing as it is being released in two different formats, I'm going to cover them both here in one review.
Front Line Assembly’s lengthy career has seen them take a number of turns, adapting their own sound and co-opting others as members of the band changed, with varying degrees of success. Their initial industrial sounds evolved enormously as technology progressed, took in all manner of metal influences in the nineties – arguably resulting in their peak period – and then went purely electronic again, before rediscovering past glories in the last few years, with a critical and popular resurgence in the industrial scene.
Read more “But Listen: 129: Front Line Assembly – AirMech”
As I’ve noted before, being back in London over the past three years and more has meant that I’ve been able to see, at last, a number of bands I never thought I’d have the chance to see. Needless to say, MBV are one of those bands, having somehow missed the various shows in recent years since they resumed activity (I was too young the first time around, of course).
Yeah, so it’s a while into 2013 now, but frankly there were quite a few things I managed not to mention in the various roundups that were great during 2012, and indeed some, or most of these went unmentioned by me last year. So, here are ten that I really need to do justice to… Read more “Tuesday Ten: 171: 2012 redux: Missed from the lists”
Ears Always Open.
It’s a mantra I’ve kinda tried to stick to when it comes to music, as frankly band recommendations and new things to listen to come to me from all angles sometimes, and also from the most unexpected corners.
As in this case. Having returned to Iceland ten years after I first visited, it was on a fascinating tour out around the Reykjanes peninsula – somewhere near Grindavík – when our tour guide put on a “local band” who had at that time hit the Billboard top ten in the US. The song was Dirty Paws, and I was instantly captivated at this sweet, folksy band who sounded unmistakably Icelandic.
Another month, ten more new songs you should hear. New bands, old bands, returning bands. You can hear eight of the ten songs on the playlists below, but a little frustratingly not all of them appear on one playlist. Read more “Tuesday Ten: 170: Tracks of the Month (February 2013)”
You know, I’ve not done a post like this in a while, and frankly I’m in the right mood for it now. It all started with a conversation at work, where I was somewhat castigated for daring to not like Pink Floyd. As if we can’t all have different opinions. Read more “Tuesday Ten: 169: Sacred Cows”