Ah, the cleansing purity of noise. Like standing in the shower and feeling the shit wash away – itself a common ritual of symbolic purification. As you may already know, this furious outfit are from Toronto, and have been doing…
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A distant drum beat, like a faint pulse locked deep inside my aching pineal gland…gradually rising in volume, then sharp and crackling shards of treble soaked guitar creep out…my room goes boom as beautifully full and massive bass and drums,…
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The thing is, Sontarans do love technology, almost as much as they enjoy incessant warfare. Field Marshall Styre would undoubtedly dig the abrasive electronics of TSE, although how he would receive the rest of this magnificent sonic stew remains a…
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Oh my fucking ears, this is a nuclear migraine. Just when I thought sludge had reached its artistic zenith (or should that be nadir) I hear this. This is about as down tuned and nasty as this slothful and hateful…
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Where most bands like to play it safe in today’s climate, occasionally a band will come along that confounds expectations, buggers preconceptions and sticks a gnarled shit stained finger up in a gesture of “fuck you” defiance. Harvey Milk play…
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Coming out of Toronto, Canada, like a screaming naked witch on a flying hickory stick, Blood Ceremony are one of a bunch of talented performers like Jex Thoth that look back to the murky miasma of the dope drenched seventies…
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So who’s familiar with a Greek sludge band? Thought as much, so here I introduce Guinea Pig, one such Greek sludge band. A band that meld a very riff heavy groove with some tasty throat lacerations of a very Johnny…
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Punk’s not dead, it merely crawled into a disused orifice of the dark underbelly of the capitalist economic system and started to multiply in the warm moist conditions there. In 1991 cult California band Dystopia emerged screaming from the said…
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I happened upon Intronaut by chance, a friend of mine gave me the Null CD (thanks Warren!) and I was pretty taken aback with the technicality of it, also how listenable it was for it is not the usual soul-less…
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The name Hotel Wrecking City Traders (or HWCT to make life a lot easier) has been bandied around for a while now but as they come from way down under in Australia their music may be less familiar to most…
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