Manchester’s Gorgeous Bully tend to roll with some quite memorable album covers, 2014’s Nobody Hates You As Much As You Hate Yourself featured a guy sat down with a cigarette butt coming out of his belly button and 2012’s The Young Obese showed off a colourful painting of a cat. Their artwork, like their catchy, plodding music is something which sticks in your heads for days. Just have some restraint from overplay.
25th April: Gorgeous Bully play at the The Windmill, Brixton supporting Dignan Porch for their cassette release show.
Annabel are back with another knockout indie-rock record. Fresh out of the studio with Evan Weiss of Into It. Over It, the Kent/Chicago foursome are on course to release their 3rd album Having It All out later this year on Tiny Engines. Opener Another Day, Another Vitamin sees the band heading further down memory lane — embracing 00’s influences (see: The American Analog Set, Beaten Awake) but never letting go of the relentless positivity that carries through in each and every song.
Squeeze that flab or guzzle another beer – whatever your preference, new hot-shots Gut Model are the soundtrack to your body transformation. Made up from the ashes of Well Wisher and Plough Lines, these Manchester punks are as heavy on the riffs as they are the scales. Full demo making its way online soon.
On my journey to The Fest last Autumn, I stopped by the Community Record Block Party at Carver Theater in New Orleans. By any stretch – not your usual all-day event set-up: twenty-five bands playing separate sides of the same stage in a huge auditorium, with no time for stopping – each took it in turns to set-up while the other was playing, and so-on. If it weren’t for the plentiful nacho energy resource we’d have passed out from exhaustion.
Wild Moth trumped themselves in 2013’s with Over, Again, releasing what could be considered one of the best post-punk albums of that year. The Bay Area four-piece have an enviable trait – they amalgamate a hundred different sounds pretty much with their eyes closed.
Anyone impressed with the old won’t be disappointed with Mirror, a song taken from their new full-length, Inhibitor, out on Iron Pier in the summer. Possessing all the post-punk temper of the former album with extra shoegaze bite, this is set to be the perfect sunshine hit.
This is Fred Thomas‘ ninth release – few can say they’ve made it that far, nor wanted to. It was the 2000’s in Michigan when Fred started getting serious with his band Saturday Looks Good to Me, and eight years later when they sort of split up and then got back together again. As most do, Fred carried on with the music thing, experimenting more, living a little dangerously – which, I guess is kind of how best to describe the tracks on All Our Saved, sincere, uplifting indie – a mishmash of peculiarity over verbal poetry.
A bit of tinfoil, some inflatable planets and rubber gloves – what do you get? A feature length video! Incorrect features on the second album Microwave Oven by Brighton wonder King of Cats, out via supreme business consortium Art Reeks on June the 20th.
The luring Walter White inspired artwork drawn by Olympians‘s drummer Parkin, illustrates the feeling one may get ingesting the math-pop contamination that is Quadrilles. The London quartet are set to release their new album Isotopes on Lonely Voyage later this month, 6-songs of weird-time-signature-adhering-to not-much-around-similar-at-the-moment-rock. I’d post the remainder if I could as I really want to show you how great track 2, March of The Clowns is.
Bands who release long albums of matching songs should learn from Nevasca, two is the perfect amount. Residing from Murmansk in Russia, the four-piece build on the foundations of the Deep Elm back catalogue, taking them a step higher with joyful vocals and efficacious build-ups that seem long lost in many of their peers by comparison. Only when you reach the end of churner Hopscotch do you think, perhaps, a few more would have been nice after all.
The cut-and-past artwork on the front of the debut release by London synth operation, Static Palm gives little away. The band, made up of members from Sealings, Boneyards and Claw Marks conjure up sun-stroked lo-fi weirdness attune to the likes of early Cold Cave or John Maus. Worst is a particular favourite.