With their debut album ‘925’ creeping closer and closer towards finally being released – Sorry have finally announced its due date for 27th March 2020. That’s not stopping the band from ever so sneakily teasing us with it by sharing…
Pet Shimmers have taken 2020 by surprise, announcing their debut album ‘Face Down In Meta’ is set to be released this month. The seven-piece Bristol group fronted by Oliver Wilde are heading up the album with the imaginatively titled ‘Post-Dick…
North London based L.A. Peach, like the great river Thames, only gets fuller, and more iconic with time. Having swoon-streamed into our lives with the release of their debut EP earlier this year, (‘Come on Over and Test Me’ via…
Rosie Alena’s debut single, ‘Mixed Messages’, is an engrossing introduction to an arresting and evidently direct individual. Bathing in a clear sea of wallowing strings and tempered percussion, the minimalism on display allows Alena to be at the forefront –…
Jerskin Fendrix is a hyper-realised character born of the modern day – feeding off of today’s culture and warping it into the performative and deftly uncomfortable pertinence that wallows within. ‘Black Hair’ is particularly poignant in its relevance, striking in…
Having joined Sports Team out on the road these last couple weeks on their now infamously riotous UK tour – York favourites Bull have shared new single ‘Bedroom Floor’. The song is an exploration of those moments of existential crisis…
‘Rock ‘n’ Roll star’ released today is a languid slow builder that combines 1960s lounge with Sorry’s signature moody guitar work – sounds that summon the seedy yet magnetic aura of the track’s eponymous character, who pulls the narrator in for an all night good time of wrong doing.
Manchester’s Mealtime release their latest single ‘Sublime’ (via LAB Records) with video accompaniment. Like a pop-plucky prize trapped between the provoking claw game of a service station arcadia, there’s a sense of programmed desire to the six-piece’s indulgent synth that,…
The Sausage Man returns, but he’s no longer the pissed off salamander, gone is the prince regent of modern hedonism, feeding off your displeasure. This is the Milky Bar Kid, the duke of slimy little gits and vomit-stained back streets…