Author Nick Griffiths
It’s been a while since I have put quill to parchment having been busy doing other things that are far less interesting and involve proper work, rather than flouncing about casting off prose and witty bon moots to remind myself… Continue Reading →
Sometimes, just sometimes, I can reflect on review for bands that I have been privileged enough to write for Ave Noctum and allow myself to luxuriate and say, ‘I told you so’. And so, it has come to pass, that… Continue Reading →
On paper, Chicagoan avantgarde sludge/post metal quartet Yakuza, (who lest we forget are not some johnny come lately outfit having been around for several iterations of the noise scene they were at the fulcrum of creating way back in 1999)… Continue Reading →
Sitting at my place of work for a change and rather than staring at the flora and fauna and phalanxes of ants and battalions of birds in my glorified shed at the bottom of my garden, I am in the… Continue Reading →
Having been around since 2012, Parisian djent practitioners Stömb, seem to have flown under the radar in terms of the scant availability of anything really concrete about the band aside from a handful of reviews and an under-construction website that… Continue Reading →
It’s not often that you get caught off your guard and welcome the subsequent feeling. It’s not good in the sense of say getting caught off your guard by a lion whilst on safari in the Masai Mara Reserve in… Continue Reading →
Whilst attempting to tame technology to do my bidding and failing quite miserably, I finally manage to take a tour on the dusty backroads of the internet where you usually find all the good things. Not the rain slicked, hyper… Continue Reading →
It seems like a lifetime ago that I sat down to listen to Suicide Silence, and it happened to be at the behest of this esteemed closet of pain and boils that manifests itself as Ave Noctum, to sit in… Continue Reading →
Even the name of 71Tonman’s hometown of Wrolclaw, Poland, seems like an apt, ne prescient slice of nominative determinism, being as the band’s raison d’etre is an ominous, slow and brutally dense wedge of sludge metal. Comprising just four tracks,… Continue Reading →
I’ve always hated the term supergroup, it sends icy tendrils into my bowels turning me into a chocolate poo machine, causing my intestines to spasm and rendering my jeans into a waterslide of excrement. I mean of course it doesn’t,… Continue Reading →
Sitting as always in the office at the end of my garden, looking at the birds and the bees go about their business, blissfully unaware of anything, after what has been a challenging week of work-related bullshit and triviality, I… Continue Reading →
It’s been a while since I have had the pleasure of committing to the ether, my thoughts, feelings and hyperbolic cliches with the world regarding some lovely new music. It’s always a pleasure never a chore as we see in… Continue Reading →