Author Nick Griffiths
Emotions and the ability to act on said emotions, feelings or thoughts is one of the core components of our DNA that differentiates humans from almost all other forms of life that we share this beautiful world with. That’s not… Continue Reading →
On a morning that has all the characteristics of the impending apocalypse, as gun metal grey clouds disgorge their pregnant bellies of water onto the unsuspecting populous of the United Kingdom as gales flail, wind lashes sodden garden fences like… Continue Reading →
Formed way back in the mists of time (1994), Haystack should be castigated as one of the laziest bands in Christendom (other religions are available to be used in this catchall statement to describe scale before you start flinging your… Continue Reading →
So, for the first time in 2024, I am putting the metaphorical quill to parchment and that sound you can hear, is the creaking and popping of wordsmithing cartilage and bone, as my scrambled mind attempts to decipher music from… Continue Reading →
Rather than worry their band name sounds like some Ikea equivalent of a branded pack of dehydrated gravy granules, Sweden’s ORO, have pretensions above a particularly crude segue of an opening sentence attempting to breath life into a review of… Continue Reading →
Plymouth’s finest return with this their fourth album as well as having one of the finest band names in heavy metal, this album has come skidding into my inbox with a trunk full of hope and a tank full of… Continue Reading →
There can’t be many things in life that are less embarrassing than looking back at past version of yourself and realising that hubris, although a word I rarely deploy in any shape, way of form, is not something that you… Continue Reading →
Like the rise and fall of the sun, leaves that fall from the trees in the autumn and grow back in the spring, Max Cavalera will release new music at least four times a year. Belying his age (fifty-four, although… Continue Reading →
I’m sitting here at the end of the garden on a misty, damp, grey looking morning pontificating on starting this review and wondering why I put my hand up for it. I know exactly why and it’s not a hard… Continue Reading →
Having been around since 2006, Harms Way seem to have bypassed me in much the same way as life seems to do these days, just in the outer reaches of my peripheral vision, things happen, birds swoop, cars drive by,… Continue Reading →
Having had the pleasure of bathing in KEN mode’s particular oily ooze whilst reviewing their last full-length album (2022s ‘Null’) it proved almost impossible to fully grasp what the band were attempting. Re reading the slightly hysterical and hyperbolic praise… Continue Reading →
Cards on the table, I have been immensely fortunate to have been gifted the opportunity this summer to have six weeks paid holiday and whilst not wanting this first paragraph to come across as a gloating puss filled, humblebrag conceitful… Continue Reading →