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Exclusive Single Premiere: The Academy of Sun - The House

The 10th November holds significance for a great number of reasons. It’s said to be the date upon which Henry Morton Stanley greeted a previously AWOL explorer with the now famous phrase “Dr. Livingstone, I presume” and, in 1989, it was on this day that the Germans began tearing down the Berlin Wall. For 2018, however, this date marked the live premiere of The Academy Of Sun’s latest opus – The Quiet Earth.

The Eye Of Time - Myth II: A Need To Survive

Since releasing the first entry in his Myth trilogy back in 2016, Marc Euvrie (aka The Eye Of Time) has been through the wringer. He now describes the path of his musical progression thusly: “Myth I : A Last Dance For The Things We Love corresponds to my falling into darkness, A Need To Survive to finding the energy to rise again and the last record which will be named To Heal, corresponds to me right now, feeling positively mature.” Whilst steering clear of specifics around his experiences, he

MMMD - Hagazussa: A Heathen’s Curse

Since Philip Glass’s 1978 score for Koyaanisqatsi directors have sought to employ surging throbs to help distill and accentuate their stories. This year Colin Stetson’s brass bursts in Hereditary and the ambient washes in Scott Barley’s Sleep Has Her House have flown the flag for the unmistakable sound of drone. And now, with Hagazussa: A Heathen’s Curse, the first feature length film from writer/director Lukas Feigelfeld, MMMD have also picked up the baton. I first crossed paths with Mohammad

Matt Baber - Suite For Piano and Electronics

Suite For Piano and Electronics is the first “proper” CD release from Sanguine Hum’s Matt Baber. Initially starting his musical career as a drummer, Baber switched to playing the keyboard when forming the aforementioned band (albeit when they were still known as Antique Seeking Nuns). Since then he has been busy compiling ambient and electronic soundscapes in largely digital form, precious few of which have seen the light of day.

Emilie Levienaise-Farrouch - Époques

Three years after the release of her debut, Paris-born, London-based composer, Emilie Levienaise-Farrouch has returned with the enthralling Époques on FatCat imprint 130701. In fact, her new album was released precisely 17 years to the day after the label’s launch. Back in the spring of 2017, however, Levienaise-Farrouch headed to the Suffolk coastal town (and former home of Imogen Holst), Aldeburgh. Here she laid the foundations for much of the music contained on this record.

Tim Hecker - Haunt Me, Haunt Me Do It Again & Radio Amor

It’s an interesting time for Tim Hecker to revisit these two early records. It’s been 17 years since the first album came out under his own name – he put out a few techno cuts as Jetone in the early 2000s – and, in that time, his sounds have evolved, shifted, and progressed far beyond those initial recordings. So much so that, on dipping back into them now, the music almost sounds typical, plain, even. Especially when compared to his recent work on Love Streams.

Resina - Traces

In the most recent series of Will Sharpe’s Flowers, the daughter Amy – a visionary but deeply discomposed musician (played masterfully by Sophia Di Martino) – is engulfed by the desire to pen a gothic opera based upon the folk-horror tale of her ancestors. She believes that, in doing so, she will achieve a form of redemption that will disperse the spectres of bi-polar disorder and depression that cast long shadows over her family. Her music is increasingly erratic and frenzied.

Modern Life Is War (w/ Svalbard, Swain) @ The Haunt (Brighton, UK) on June 25, 2018 [Show Review]

It was 14 years ago to the day that motivational hardcore punks Modern Life Is War last stopped off in Brighton. Finally, on a blazing hot June evening, they have returned to level the building, with the hotly-tipped Svalbard in tow. Starting the night off, however, are Swain. Their music is a rock stomp with phased pop-licks and vocals that add a snarl to ‘70s stadium fare.

Zeal & Ardor - “Stranger Fruit” [Album Review]

If, as myth has it, sold his soul to the devil to play the blues, what if more of his enslaved countrymen had followed suit? Struggling through slavery whilst believing in a god that appears to condone and reward the oppressors seems counter-intuitive. What if the repressed had turned to the unholy spirit for solace instead? This very theme is explored by. Now performing with a full band,(the brains behind Zeal & Ardor) has expanded his approach from the “black metal performed by a gospel choir…

Ben Rath - Anything Is Possible

Manchester is synonymous with music. From the Factory Records days of Joy Division and John Cooper Clarke, to Muslimgauze, Samuel Kerridge, The Fall, and that nationalistic lump of ever-diminishing returns – Morrissey – a through line of fatalism can be felt. This is true of even the most disparate sounding of the city’s offspring. With a discerning ear you can also find a thread of melancholia in the output of Mr Scruff and The Chemical Brothers.

Uniform & The Body - Mental Wounds Not Healing

“Everything I’ve ever let go of has claw marks on it” Uniform and The Body. Two pummelling duos. One is responsible for releasing the first industrial sludge pop record and the other helped to cleave minds with two head-splitting tracks in last year’s return to Twin Peaks. Both inform their traumatic sounds with bleak references to cinema and literature – the titles for their most recent releases were taken from Virginia Woolf’s suicide note and an Australian film of booze-fuelled carnage

The Body - “I Have Fought Against It, But I Can’t Any Longer” [Album Review]

“The thought of suicide is a great consolation. By means of it, one gets through many a dark night.”work has long been synonymous with viscera; their name alone conjures imagery of violent crime. Of decomposing flesh. Of human form beyond use. Factoring in their propulsive and all-consuming deranged noise-pop sound only solidifies this further. Their music pistons like adrenaline-flooded tendons thrashing for dear life.
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