Our good pals over at Diverge are back at The Lock Tavern in three weeks time to deliver you a night that promises good vibes and tunes, all for free.
On the bill is Southeast London-based musician Gus BC a.k.a Bewilderbeast, who creates the kind of music that puts you in the mood to change your life for the better. His live performances have been highly lauded thanks to the accompaniment of some stunning visuals. Not to be missed.
Also on the bill is Falmouth’s favourite son and all-round good guy Turing, who is responsible for making arses shake on dancefloors and house parties nationwide.
Check out music from Bewilderbeast and Turing below.
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While a handful of Aussies new and old made some waves in the UK last year (JAGWAR MA, KIRIN J CALLINAN, NICK CAVE, errrmm ROLF HARRIS) plenty of others have yet to make an impression beyond our shores. Blame lack of money to tour so far from home or even slow-speed internet, but without the below artists in your face, you may have tragically missed ’em. Fear not … here’s The 5 Best Australian Albums Of 2013 You (Probably) Didn’t Hear and some bands to watch out for in 2014.
Two lovable lads that were formerly part of Sydney’s RED RIDERS changed band names, loosened up and brought the sun-drenched garage-pop to their debut album as PALMS (not to be confused with the dire DEFTONES offshoot). The choruses were shout-along big (“Love“) and the vibes were kickin’ (“The Summer Is Done With Us“).
We are pleased to share Inside Your Head, the b-side to GAPS’ new single I Know It’s You.
The Brighton duo will be performing live at The Shacklewell Arms on Wednesday 18th December as part of the venue’s Christmas party with Eat Your Own Ears and Field Day. Charlie Boyer & the Voyeurs and Telegram are also in attendance.
Stream below and grab your copy of the I Know It’s You 7″ along with DDL from our store here.
On day two of The Trip, it’s LOOM, CROWS and ABJECTS.
When: Friday 22nd November
Who: Loom, Crows, Abjects
Where: The Victoria, Dalston
What: Loom headline the second date of The Trip. This year has already seen the band release new single ‘I Get A Taste’ via Hate Hate Hate records, along with a limited edition covers cassette, where the Lemington Spa band offer their take on tracks from Jesus Lizard, Bad Brains and Pixies among others. Their new Lice EP also come out in December.
Why: Alongside the All Dayer this show probably includes the most intriguing buzz worthy new bands in The Trip. From extensive touring over the past couple years, Crows’ live show is a welcome addition to any bill and London trio Abjects will add to the punk and garage feel of this one. If that wasn’t enough, it’s also free entry!
How: Free With RSVP
If you never did get into psychedelic rock or stoner metal then last Saturday’s EARTHLESS show at The Garage in Islington was never going to be a boner inducing prospect. But for the winners in life who embrace this musical escapism and the white smoke shrouded, riff-laden jams that form their basis, it promised to be something of an aural acid-trip (the good kind). Naturally SEXBEAT were on hand to inhale deeply on the bong of stoner rock ascendancy.
San Diego, CA’s Earthless cut wholly unassuming figures on the seemingly vast stage of The Garage. But three minutes into their ominous opener (which would go on for another ten years), any available space was crammed with the riffing immensity of Isaiah Mitchell’s rambling guitar. Heads in the packed crowd rolled and bobbed, entranced by the welcome assault of unrelenting, cavernous drums and a bassline thick enough to spread on a mountain and snowboard the fuck down. Their set lasted three sprawling songs, leaving a drained and stunned audience to wonder if they’d return to perform Sonic Prayer, their 21-minute magnum opus.
They did return to the stage, but their farewell gift to an already spoiled (in both pants and mind) crowd was to be Cherry Red. A modest four-and-a-half death rip which, unlike their other songs, wastes absolutely fuck all time launching into the thick of it – and showcases Mitchell’s surprisingly excellent vocals.
Words: Chris Sansom
Photo: Beki Cowey
There are few things on earth that can sway SEXBEAT to forgo the sworn oath to avoid the shitstorm that is Camden. In fact there’s an almost inexhaustible list of alt-goth reasons to steer clear of it for good: Flesh tunnels, faux-punk crap peddlers, Digidog (or whatever it’s called), unicyclists, or the great swathes of idiots clamouring over each other to experience London’s most ‘subversive’ neighbourhood. This year’s Desert Fest however had more than enough promise for us to eschew the sacred vows, and take an impeccably soundtracked ride into hell for the festival closers on Sunday.
Set across The Underworld, Black Heart and Electric Ballroom, Desert Fest was giving zero fucks when it came to their doom/psyche/sludge/thrash heavy line up. Indeed, any festival that manages to shoehorn three bands with ‘Bong’ in the name (Bong, Bongripper, and Belzebong in case you were wondering) along with a band whose name conjures the ensuing bodily action after smoking so much weed (Cough) gets our vote. Alongside these heavy smoking /harder playing studs were acts like psyche crusaders NAAM, the fuzz laden Truckfighters and seminal metal journeymen Pentagram.