War Waves – War Waves


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If art is a manifestation of the human spirit and the human heart, then I wouldn’t have liked to have gone through the emotional pain and heartache that War Waves lead singer and chief protagonist Marc Newby has been through. His latest artistic endeavour, following on from his previous outfit, Collisions, has been conceived as an attempt to win back the love of his life.

Working with Steve Mann at Backwater Records, a man who has been a longtime champion and supporter of bands from the Ipswich area, War Waves passionate and heartfelt approach to songwriting will appeal to the ears of listeners already won over by the likes of The Gaslight Anthem or Idlewild; listeners of a certain vintage will doubtless be able to wax lyrical over the more than occasional nod to Mr. Stephen Patrick Morrissey.

These are no bad things of course. There is a rawness and emotional heft to the songs that often startle as much as they reassure. Whether down to the colourful language in the lyrics- the dropping of the c-bomb once or twice raises the eyebrow- or the matter of fact candour, the net effect is immediate and dynamic. The production retains that sense of this record being recorded as live and that lack of tinkering adds to the sense of a man on a zealous, emotional mission.

The ordinariness of the songs settings – ‘My Friends Wedding’ andHockey Stick’ are good examples of this – and the universal messages within them remind one, thematically at least, of the kitchen sink dramas beloved of The Streets or Plan B or, even Jarvis Cocker at his most suburban. Newby’s drama is highly personal but his honesty and lack of self-serving sanctimony means you are drawn to his tale. The fact that he has a way with a tune doesn’t hurt either.

Newby pulls no punches and grants no quarter; fortunately there’s an absence of hubris as well which is all the more appealing given the self-satisfaction that often accompanies records that are about the state of a heart. War Waves have conjured a decent début album with plenty of ideas and flourishes that you will doubtless be filing very readily under: ones to watch.

 

7.0/10

 

MAT DAVIES


Brother/Ghost – Buried


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Everything about Buried (Shelsmusic/I.Corrupt), the debut full-length from Texan trio Brother/Ghost, shook me to the core before I’d even heard it; some websites even likening their sound to Folk and Country rock. The song titles were stark enough to make me wonder, and the reality here is indeed very different.

The initial strains see Death in Vegas-style atmospherics blend with the catchy melodies of 90s Indie-pop outfit New Radicals, slowed by a brick on the turntable and oft decorated with crushing riffs and pummeling drums, as with opener ‘Satan’. The real magnetism in these early stages, however, is the harrowing melancholy of the lyrics and the delivery of co-vocalist Colby Faulkner James; the maudlin tunefulness counteracting the tortuously slow execution. ‘Cripple’s utterly depressing tale is delivered from the back of a giant snail by James’s mellifluous tones, beautiful yet heartbreaking, the harshness increasing with the building riff and roared coda.

The ensuing ‘Causeway’ is a similar story; a painfully sad trawl through a melodic lament, James’s voice and the teardrops of a Fender Rhodes dripped like barbed honey into the soul. Exemplifying some of the most delicate Doom music of recent times, ‘Freedom’s twisty bass riff snakes through a jangling lead and strange drum pattern, the slight lift in pace only mildly alleviating the bitter misery disguised by those deceptively spiteful vocals: sometimes hushed and calm, occasionally soaring like a wounded eagle, once breaking with raw emotion.

Despite the overriding disconsolation, this is a strangely uplifting sound…until the invitation to wrist-slitting that is ‘Pendulum’. When co-vocalist W.S. Dowdy’s throat reaches for doleful bass notes, you’ll realise just how the spirit of David Gold courses through this album. Incredibly, more honest, gut-wrenching emotion bleeds from ten seconds of this track than any effort from the late, legendary Woods of Ypres mainman; the chopping, swinging riff embodying the title, the closing momentum a staggeringly affecting slowness. Closer ‘Blackdog’, meanwhile, is initially layered with lush synths which cheapen the tired, almost inebriated voice. The ensuing swell, however, is the aural depiction of depression with riffs squirming through oscillating sound effects and lyrics such as “Toothless mouths full of doom and god” fully depicting the near-apathetic despair underpinning the whole set.

It’s a curious affair this, blending easy listening with pulverising power and the most emotionally disturbing sadness; bewitching, bitter, traumatic yet compelling, and well worth the many listens it will take to control your brain. Those of us who have experienced this level of darkness will either find it too painful to reach the end of this captivating offering, or fully wallow in its exquisite tragedy.

 

8.5/10

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PAUL QUINN

 


Acceptance -Modern Chemistry: Live at The Gramercy Theater, New York City


Acceptance by Meg Loyal Photography

Acceptance by Meg Loyal Photography

I wasn’t sure if I was going to make it to their sound check due to a parade in the city slowing traffic down. I finally get to the Gramercy Theatre and bassist Ryan Zweifelhofer comes outside to get me. My heart is pumping and head is racing. It’s been 9 years since I’ve talked to or seen some of the guys in Acceptance. I used to go to all of their shows in or near Los Angeles. I spent hours upon hours with these guys, but I was nervous to see them. I was excited for this to be happening and happy to be in the presence of some very good, long-time friends who are amazing musicians.

I walk in and I wave to everyone and start to tear up. It’s that moment your heart explodes from happiness because you’ve realized that pieces of your heart are all in one room again. I take a seat for a little bit to watch them. They start sound checking and I close my eyes, I’m instantly taken back while listening to them rehearsing ‘Glory/us’. It was as if the band never broke up and they have been doing this non stop. It was perfect.

It’s show time!

Modern Chemistry, by Meg Loyal Photography

Modern Chemistry, by Meg Loyal Photography

The show opens up with Modern Chemistry from New Brunswick, NJ. Their music was catchy and you can hear a distinct Brand New feeling to their writing and sound. Definitely worth checking out if you see that they are playing in your town!\

Acceptance, by Meg Loyal Photography

Acceptance, by Meg Loyal Photography

Back in the dressing room Acceptance gathered in a huddle before hitting the stage. The most nervous I have ever seen them, but the music starts playing and they start walking out on the stage. The crowd goes insane! This was the first time Acceptance has ever headlined a tour, let alone a tour that has sold out for the most part faster than you can flip a record. They started the show with Take Cover‘ playing everything from In Too Far and Different. The crowd sang along perfectly with Jason Vena to every song. During ‘Different’, Sean Mackin from Yellowcard joined them on stage to play violin for the song. Sean is an amazing musician who adds that extra special touch to such an already amazing night. The guys ended the show with their new song ‘Take You Away’ and the promise to come out with a new record in the near future. Now we can rejoice Acceptance is back, they’re selling out show after show and letting all of us know that ‘nothing is permanent‘.

Acceptance by Meg Loyal Photography

Acceptance by Meg Loyal Photography

Acceptance by Meg Loyal Photography

Acceptance by Meg Loyal Photography

Sean Mackin of Yellowcard, performing with Acceptance. Photo by Meg Loyal.

Sean Mackin of Yellowcard, performing with Acceptance. Photo by Meg Loyal.

Acceptance by Meg Loyal Photography

Acceptance by Meg Loyal Photography

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WORDS AND PHOTOS BY MEG LOYAL PHOTOGRAPHY

 


On The Road… with Every Time I Die and The Used


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Every Time I Die is a touring machine. Year in and year out they make their bones playing big clubs, sold-out concerts and festivals. Anyone who has seen them multiple times knows they are great performers for their fans and remarkably consistent too! ETID released the special Salem EP (Epitaph) on Record Store Day. They just wrapped up a tour opening for The Used, themselves well-known road warriors. The tour also featured up and coming bands such as Marmozets and The Eeries making for a stacked bill of veteran bands and new blood. This photo set comes to Ghost Cult courtesy of Meg Loyal of Meg Loyal Photography, and we thank her for sharing these killer images!

The Eeries, by Meg Loyal Photography

The Eeries, by Meg Loyal Photography

Marmozets, by Meg Loyal Photography

Marmozets, by Meg Loyal Photography

Every Time I Die, by Meg Loyal Photography

Every Time I Die, by Meg Loyal Photography

Every Time I Die, by Meg Loyal Photography

Every Time I Die, by Meg Loyal Photography

Every Time I Die, by Meg Loyal Photography

Every Time I Die, by Meg Loyal Photography

The Used, by Meg Loyal Photography

The Used, by Meg Loyal Photography

The Used, by Meg Loyal Photography

The Used, by Meg Loyal Photography

The Used, by Meg Loyal Photography

The Used, by Meg Loyal Photography

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Blur – The Magic Whip


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When Blur reactivated in 2008 with founding member Graham Coxon, it was a cause for great celebration among fans and the music press. Coxon was really the author of the sound of the band at their pinnacle, along with front man Damon Albarn’s chameleon voice, that put the band on the map during the Brit-Pop explosion of the 90s. But twelve years between albums can be a killer prospect for many artists, especially these days. The band found inspiration to churn out a new album after a chance extended stay in Hong Kong after a canceled tour. That experience is all over the finished result of The Magic Whip (Parlophone) and it’s brilliant.

While every band and other mother is jumping on some sort of revival bandwagon, Blur is not tripping on their own toes. They have turned in a thoughtful and passionate album that furthers stretches out their legacy, rather than repeats it. From the introspective opener ‘Lonsome Street’, and the sleepy ‘New World Towers’, to the electro-folk pondering of ‘Ice Cream Man’, Coxon and Albarn still have a knack for slick songcraft. ‘Go Out’ rocks with a twangy chord progression right out of the work of Carl Perkins. There is more terrific guitar work here as well as the ultra catchy sing-a-long ear-worm part under the chorus. ‘Thought I Was A Spaceman’ might be the album’s centerpiece, philosophical, patient and rewarding. With deft dynamic elements and post-trip hop beats, this track just burrows into your chest and holds your heart.

And it still rocks in spots too. ‘I Broadcast’ and ‘My Terracotta Heart’ don’t rage with the vitriol, but are driving tracks that demand your attention. Other ones such as there ‘Are Too Many of Us’ and ‘Ghost Ship’ sounds as if the late 70s Rolling Stones met up with New Order in 1988 to write some jams. The balladry of closing song ‘Mirroball’ is not a dirge, nor a celebration, but a memory made to last in you, long after the final guitar lines reverberate and dissolve.

Blur is back ladies and gentlemen, and showing us all how a band makes a comeback album without trying too hard at all.

9.0/10

KEITH CHACHKES


Wake Up Lucid – Gone With The Night (EP)


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Ye Gods, it’s The Strokes vs. The Ramones!

Let’s get something straight here – I do know the difference between a lo-fi production, and an inferior one. The latter is riddled with poor judgement and imbalance, and is a shocking crime deserving of heavier punishment than docked points in a review. So there. Thankfully there’s no such (lack of) quality afflicting the Gone With The Night EP (self-released) from Los Angeles trio of cousins Wake Up Lucid; just a delightfully warm fuzz leaving a layer of dust atop a seriously sleazy, often laconic sound. Riffs hit perfect time with hi-hats in the drifty yet energised Punk-Blues ballad ‘Let It Roll’, the descent of the lead riff producing a serious, irresistible cab hum.

Opener ‘White Collar Love’ is the definitive embodiment of the initial comparison: a twisty, laid-back, wasted Indie, drenched in that delicious fuzz, Ryan Baca‘s voice blending the drawl of Joey Ramone with Julian Casablancas‘ aural swagger and sexy grit; whilst lead flexings evoke Jet‘s similarly snot-nosed yet emotive irreverence. ‘Don’t Fear’, paradoxically, is a dreamy ballad, its attitude encased in the lazy yet plaintive melodic vocal; the twangy, sparing lead riff smacking beautifully of a Country Americana also reflected in the Acoustic Folk-driven, closing title track. It’s completely at odds with the waspish fizz, pummelling rhythms and anguished roars of the rolling, driving ‘I Want’ and it is this diversity, whilst still retaining the core sound of filthy old Blues Rock, that really gives these boys an added spark.

The deliberate, pensive ‘Get Fucked’, laden with psychedelic effects, lights up with wrought leadplay and a fiery, bitter vocal that ain’t a million miles away from Cobain country. The increasingly vital bassline and riff completes the most radio-friendly (despite the title) yet still credible rock sound I’ve heard for some time, and in the case of these naughty chaps that’s a good thing.

 

7.5/10

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PAUL QUINN

 

 

 

 


Zoax – Is Everybody Listening?


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The London-based five piece’s second EP and first to be distributed through Century Media certainly shows promise and shows that there may be more to come from the band in the future, but in fact the EP only helps demonstrate that the band are not completely ready for the big time just yet.  If being thrust into the mainstream is to be compared to going out for a night on the town, lets say, a fellow rising British band such as Marmozets would be in the taxi on the way to club, whereas Zoax would still be at home trying to get their shoes on by comparison.

Is Everybody Listening? (Century Media) does have its positive moments though, the album is a frenetic and frantic beast throwing the listener all over the place in that diet Dillinger way that a band like Architects has pretty much perfected.  Make no mistake though this is certainly a lot less heavier than Architects, there’s more a frenetic almost indie tone to it, which shares a lot in common with Marmozets.

When listening to this, the album that kept coming to mind was the recent début album from Beartooth. It’s not as heavy or as in your face as that, though it certainly has one toe in the great sea of indie rock, though with a great connection between bottled insanity and sweet yet weighty choruses.

Overall, Is Everybody Listening? is certainly not going to set the world on fire and  is far from the finished product, but has enough about it that I would be shocked if this ends up the best release put out by this band by the end of their career.

More of a brief wind than the hurricane some had forecast it to be.

 

6.0/10

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DAN O’BRIEN


Tijuana Bibles – Sun Chaser (Single)


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Despite not having even released a full length album, and thus far one EP and single, Glasgow’s Tijuana Bibles have already accomplished quite the feats, most notably several small festival appearances and one at T In The Park; not something that every band you will find in these pages can claim. In anticipation of their upcoming release, these youngsters unveil latest single, the very catchy Sun Chaser (Pling).

On evidence of this single, it seems Tijuana Bibles have their ears to several phases of British influence. The main bulk sits strongly with indie rock and even a little Britpop, but doesn’t have quite the over-sanitized sheen or overly pop air of such mainstream radio fodder. Coupled with the hints of psychedelic and even blues hiding away and what we have here is signs of something special. On this single alone it seems that these guys’ future is very bright and should see acclaim from both the mainstream audiences and to those looking for something a little different.

 

7.0/10

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CHRIS TIPPELL


…And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead – IX


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In their 20 year history, Austin, Texas act …And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead have never been a by the book kind of band, always shifting and turning in unpredictable directions. An incredibly hard band to pigeonhole, one that has over time been adorned tags such from hardcore, to prog, to indie rock and even mathcore; trying to quickly define this band is a waste of time.

This ‘trend’ of the unexpected continues on ninth album, IX (Superball Music), with songs that were originally intended for use in film and television as instrumentals, before the creative rivers flowed some more. Also surprisingly is how refined and near simplistic it all is (in comparison to previous work at least). Still far from being an AC/DC template like band but IX does relinquish their sense of indulgence and expansion for a more streamlined approach, somewhere between their punk influences and indie rock, with the merest suggestion of prog. ‘A Million Random Digits’ is one of the more up tempo moments and has an aggressive streak in comparison to the synth driven ‘Jaded Apostles’ that precedes it.

On the first instrumental effort, ‘How To Avoid Huge Ships’ is where we are reminded just how bombastic this band can be when they turn up the prog; with piano and strings bolstering and building the song over its course, bigger and bigger. It is in this latter half of the album where the band’s extravagant side rears its head again, with these instrumentals and the long players like ‘Lost In The Grand Scheme’, in contrast to the short and sharper blocks in the previous half.

IX is another turn in this band’s very winding road and one that sees many of their sides come together, and at times in an all new perspective. There are signs of their punk like volatility and their whimsical prog side and a little in between. Another fine addition to their already captivating catalogue; this band simply refuses to be boring.

 

7.0/10

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CHRIS TIPPELL