HEY COLOSSUS
6 years old, 4 albums deep. Hey Collossus feel their music is best described by Boomkat, a dance record sales shop.
“London avant-metallers Hey Colossus are able to distil all the most ferocious and uncompromising elements of the heaviest strands of rock music, having assembled a fearsome album’s worth of low-end grind, high speed thrash and syrupy psychedelia. After the bracing kraut-ish repetitions of ‘War Crows’, the band enter into the single-figures bpm counts of sludge-athon ‘Tight Collar’, only to dispense copious volumes of filth for the barely intelligible ‘Are Nice Men’. And then it gets really vicious. On the cosmic stoner wigout ‘Fire Up The Tambourine’, the production seems to devour the frilly wah-wah guitar solos flapping about the mix, only to spit them out as pulverised oscillations. This is only the halfway point, and there’s no let-up until the final thirteen-minute riff meltdown ‘Overlord Rapture In Vines Part 2′ which might well be the best thing here, conjuring images of Boris, Bardo Pond and other such psych-metal behemoths.”
Link: Official Website
EXIT INTERNATIONAL
Band biographies, not matter how Shakespearian in their efforts to accurately describe an artist’s ‘exciting’ and ‘unusual’ formation and the subsequent ’sound’ the band have forged for themselves never seem to hit the nail on the head.
The following facts about Exit_International are not a revelation in themselves. Formed between workmates Fudge (Ex-Martini Henry Rifles / Space in the 50’s) and Scott (Ex-Midasuno) in Cardiff, September 2008 as a vehicle to become the local support for a Melvins show, (From which the band ironically were removed at the last minute) the band wanted to make a noise taking influence from a shared love of Girls Against Boys, Nirvana, The Eighties Matchbox B-Line Disaster, The Pixies…
Utilizing two basses in the process – essentially forming the loudest / noisiest ‘pop’ band. Add drummer Adam, some filthy synth work and bring to the table a lyrical bent pushing the dirty sex / knee length socks fetish / ‘Chris Morris of Jam / Brass Eye fame’ humor angle.
The band’s choice performances have been alongside The 80’s Matchbox B-line Disaster, In Case Of Fire, and The King Blues to name a few…with not a guitar in sight. Having written 30+ songs in as many weeks together as a band, recordings so far haven’t started to touch on capturing the band’s sheer live intensity. On paper, a band like this shouldn’t work…..
Link: Official Website
LT. MEAT
Lt Meat makes music, some times with the help of others but mainly alone, as he smells and is bald.
Not limited by other members (except occasionally the secretive Beefcore) or Lt Meat’s useless guitar playing, genre is never an issue. The power of Music 2000 on the Playstation MK1 helps Lt. Meat to conjour up music that meanders through surf twangers, noisy seattle grungers, popular electro indiepops, foot-blistering dance-a-rockers and soaring icelandic string instruMENTALers, all within one song with a good old dose of jazz attitude, JAZZITUDE.
Actually it’s not as good as it sounds, go to http://www.steakrecords.com/freestuff.html for loads of free mp3s and some other treats that Lt. Meat didn’t make (such as Beefcore’s awesome album Throne of the Patronising’).
No two Lt. Meat live shows are ever the same, so if you miss this one, you’ve missed the only one like this. YEAH!
Link: Official Website
GINDRINKER
“A two-man machine of an act in the foolhardy mould of Sutcliffe Jugend and, fittingly, one such band that best glorifies this cunning mentality. You may have already heard faint murmurs: a feature here, an article there. Supporting Times New Viking a few months back in London, hell, you may have been fortunate enough to catch a rare glimpse of them outside their natural habitat. But not until now have they sat so rightfully emboldened on the pages of this fine-feted magazine. In fact, never has a band made me so journalnihilistic as to pawn my words to cheap catch lines such as “Greatest Band In The Universe” and “2008’s Best Kept Secret”. Horrid, cliched platitudes that I only say begrudgingly because they are ultimately true and therefore conveniently apt.
Two grown men riffing art-metallic over sampled parcel tape tears was enough to turn even the most hardened cynic devout with feelings of sycophantism. Performing songs about Jim Bowen whilst blowing trumpets at guitars, ranting anti-everything rants, knocking heads, you could almost see the naive few in the crowd clinging desperately to a reality they had previously believed to be a weekly succession of evictions, daily shopping tasks, etc, as front man Grandmaster Gareth (sic.) screamed them one step closer to oblivion and an afterlife of right royal pitch forking. In fact, I’m going to amend those platitudes now and alter an adage simultaneously, since I may not know art but I know that Gindrinker quake unshakably like a man-made fault line. Which I like.” – Artrocker
Link: Official Website
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Record Label: Businessman Records
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