Review: Moving Panoramas – In Two

  Time heals all wounds. It’s a cliché. It’s a platitude. It’s a tiny piece of driftwood in an ocean of tears. But, hey, it’s something. Moving Panoramas has had a couple of intense years since the release of their debut, One (our review), back in 2015. Intense touring -including a stop to watch the Marfa lights- and a heavy rotation of band members created … Continue reading Review: Moving Panoramas – In Two

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Review: We Were Promised Jetpacks – The More I Sleep, The Less I Dream

It was November of 2009. A drizzle covered the dark skies of Sheffield. The Uni rag asked me to cover We Were Promised Jetpacks at The Leadmill and S.A.D. was affecting me. It’s hard being in a strange country, one you maybe didn’t belong in. The Flying Squad was yelling their lungs out, closing their set on a high note. Not much time passed and … Continue reading Review: We Were Promised Jetpacks – The More I Sleep, The Less I Dream

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Single: Moving Panoramas – Baby Blues

  It’s been three years since Moving Panoramas’ One took over our hearts, set up residence and longed for Texan sunsets and lullabies about one night stands. In that time, the band has re-arranged itself into different incarnations, like Dr. Who, shifting and remolding -not remodelling- itself into a dreamgazing machine. ‘Baby Blues’ is the new single off their new album, In Two. There’s no time … Continue reading Single: Moving Panoramas – Baby Blues

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Single: The Hot Soles – Flat Feet

If a band never releases an album and drip feeds you scorching single after scorching single? The Hot Soles are the exception to that homespun bit of hyperbole. ‘Flat feet’ veers into anthem-rock territory, but with enough soulful blues essence to keep it in the home territory. It feels like torture to keep waiting for a new album, EP, maxisingle, wax-cylinder, anything, but patience will … Continue reading Single: The Hot Soles – Flat Feet

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Review: Baked – II

Is our current mindframe geared towards EPs and singles, not albums? Has our attention span been decimated by our bloody quest for likes, hearts, retweets, and emoji reactions? It’s a long discussion, man, and I wouldnae wish to bore you without inviting over for a fine brew. Today we have Baked on tap. Another blend from Casa de Exploding in Sound Records, this refreshing drink, … Continue reading Review: Baked – II

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My name is mud – Force Fest 2018

En principio, todo festival suena “bien”. Un pequeño resguardo del hartazgo que nos diluvia cada día en esta vida. ¿Acaso liberar todo el estrés acumulado en un concierto, del género que sea, no es una ocasión gozosa? En el caso del Force Fest, el gozo fue un pozo ciego. Se anunciaba como un festival con un line-up que le tiraba a la cartera de los … Continue reading My name is mud – Force Fest 2018

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Review: Captives on the Carousel – The Violet Bank Sessions

It’s been a while. A real, extremely long, veritably interminable length of time. For a moment there, I thought they had faded, lost in an unknown swirling amusement ride of time. Lo and behold, Captives on the Carousel, back once more, their sparse, intimate music gliding over foggy hills. Their souls wet and cold. Outside, an emotional drizzle washes grey bodies over and over, never … Continue reading Review: Captives on the Carousel – The Violet Bank Sessions

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The Friends of Batman – Pain EP

“Do you wanna get nuts? C’MON, LET’S GET NUTS.” – Michael Keaton, Batman 1989. A few days from Autumn and the ankle is acting up again. They say all your pains grow exponentially once yours 30s are finished and perhaps that old nugget is true. The bar lights are dimming, the floorboards are sticky like treacle with the bloodied remains of Stellas and Kronenbourgs, the … Continue reading The Friends of Batman – Pain EP

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Review: New Ghost – Burning Out EP

Remember The Fifth Element?If your memories are sketchy, there’s a sequence where Gary Oldman reasons that chaos and destruction are what fuel creation and prosperity. It’s a strange sequence that defines his character and manages to let the actor portray a pompous arms dealer whose ego seals his fate. He was right, though. Destruction does fuel creation and after the dissolution of Firesuite, a Sheffield … Continue reading Review: New Ghost – Burning Out EP

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