I’d say about a third of the bands that land in my inbox have their names capitalised. I’m not sure if it is a genuine thing that most bands these days particularly spell their name in all caps, or if it is just a common choice in the way they type it for attention. Either way, this is another one of them, and to be honest, the name Powerpissed doesn’t need capitalising.
It is no secret, I favour any requests for reviews from smaller independent artists over the PR company mass mail outs that I receive. Well of all of the ones that I have glanced over, The Good The Bad And The Zugly are one of the bands that stood out the most. Not just because of the outlandish name, but being described as “Norway’s best kept punk rock secret” had me intrigued.
Taking a minor break from writing reviews (or just making the most from a week without anyone directly sending me a personal request), I have wanted to start this Talking Bollocks series for a while and am finally getting this started now. Lovely readers, I present to you my first “Band That Kicked Arse But Totally Didn’t Get The Attention That They Deserved”, or more snappily titled “The Underrated”.
Not many reviews have a back story to them, but this album came to me following a series of caffeine fuelled tweets and a shit week at work resulting in nothing but sarcasm and unspent energy. The same day, Riq Chiznik made a comment about this album being a flop and wanting it trashed by a critic. Two and two were put together and, well here we go…
If you have read many of my reviews, you may be aware that I have sleep deprived nights, in which I tend to stick my earphones in and listen to something that I am listening to for review (that or Type O Negative). With the more experimental/art rock albums, they tend to suit that time of night. However, The Mortlake Bookclub have managed to create something that completely warps your head at 3am like a really bad trip, to the point that I jumped and threw my earphones on the floor. I love it!
When Qoheleth described their music as noise rock… Fuck me, I didn’t expect this.
Albums jump out at you for different reasons; some because they appear to hit so many of your sweet spots, others because they are slathered with bizarrely intriguing weirdness. By way of uncreative writing, you have probably guessed that this is very much the latter.
Buzz Rodeo are officially the first band that we are giving our second review to, so let’s step up our game and get super critical on their second album!
Music can strike you in many different ways; for some it can be lyrics that are overly-relatable, others are catchy to the extent of becoming a musical addiction, but then there are albums like this that drive hooks into you in ways that you didn’t expect.
I find more often than not that the lead in descriptions that come with the music I am sent doesn’t really mean a lot, especially once I have given the material a couple of listens. In this case, I was actually drawn in and got really excited to give The J Spot a listen. Unfortunately, 8 times out of 10 excitement turns into let down.