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ALBUM REVIEW: Chat Pile – Who Loves the Sun

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In many ways, Chat Pile’s new album Who Loves the Sun (The Flenser) ironically feels like their Sunbather (Deafheaven). The album will elevate them to a new level as artists not made for radio airplay. You might even think these guys are going to take Noise-Rock to the mainstream. Still, it has pivoted from the hard and fast definition of that genre as a grim post-Grunge sonic effigy of society’s collapse, to one that these songs blame apathy for being the chief motivator. Maybe there is some truth to that theory, but to be honest, I don’t care.    Continue reading →


Thou Releases New Nirvana Covers Album As a Digital Release 

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Thou rules, and if you are not aware, they do lots of covers. Mainly they do inventive takes on classic songs. Over the years, Thou has released a whole lot of covers and especially Nirvana covers. Sometimes, those covers have been relatively easy to find, as with the version of “Floyd The Barber” on the 2016 Bleach tribute album Doused In Mud, Soaked In Bleach. Some of those covers have been pretty hard to track down. Today, though, Thou has put them all together. Now they have released Blessings Of The Highest Order, a new digital collection of all the Nirvana covers that they’ve released over the years. The album showed up mysteriously on Spotify last week, with no advance warning and no social-media alert from the band. Now it’s on Bandcamp and out via Robotic Empire. Check it out!  Continue reading →


Nirvana’s Kurt Cobain – 25 Years Later

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For those of a certain age, the news that twenty-five years have passed since the death of Kurt Donald Cobain will scarcely be believable. But it is 25 years and yes, you do now feel old. You probably still feel sad and melancholy. Time has a terrible way of playing tricks with your memory but the passing of Nirvana’s frontman still resonates as if it were yesterday. The past remains, undoubtedly, a foreign country but I remember exactly where I was and what I was doing. I was in laundrette in Bristol, England doing a weekend load of washing (this is what students did then). I was listening to the BBC on my five-year-old Sony radio walkman- remember those?- when the terrible, heart-stopping news came through on that grey, terrible slate grey April day.

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