Inca Babies – The Stereo Plan

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From the days when the devil thrust his evil designs into music, dark rock ‘n’ roll has been a persistent and endearing temptation. From the leather clad hip and vocal lures of Sweet Gene Vincent to the modern psychotic seductions of Dedwardians, it is a delicious trespass of ears and imagination that continues to evolve rich adventurous psyche twisting pastures. The likes of The Doors, The Cramps, The Birthday Party, Bone Orchard, The 69 Eyes, Eighties Matchbox B-Line Disaster, The Dropper’s Neck to name a few, have continued to expose the senses to new ravenous depths of sinister sonic exploration over the decades. One band which from their emergence in 1982 has also sculpted a perpetual warped seduction is Inca Babies. Their almost serpentine invention and dark musical incitements have continued to inspire and invigorate, even during the near on twenty years they were absent from the music scene, but since returning in 2007 you can only suggest that the UK trio must have shaken hands on a new deal with Lucifer as they have risen to truly become one of the leading lights and template setting protagonists of British rock ‘n’ roll.

The evidence is already boldly apparent in their two albums since reforming, the acclaimed Death Message Blues and Deep Dark Blue of 2010 and 2012 respectively. Both releases ignited an already ravenous gothic rock scene and duly deserved all ardour given but each in many ways was just an immense but leading appetiser for the glory of The Stereo Plan. Released towards the end of 2014, the band’s seventh studio album is a masterpiece of the dark aural arts. The third instalment of their death blues trilogy, its fourteen-track proposal twists and turns through the primal essences of post punk, surf, garage punk, trash blues, and every other dark flavour available, but bred in the imagination of Inca Babies transforms into a recipe of ingenious alchemy. It is a transfixing and slightly menacing proposition which has everything from feet to the passions ablaze.

Listening to The Stereo Plan is almost like immersing in a greatest hits collection of songs, every encounter of such irresistible and impressive invention and contagion that there is no time to take a breath and reflect until the final note of the release drifts away. It all starts with the album’s title track and its opening tangy lure of surf bred toxicity. It is an instant inescapable invitation for ears and imagination, the percussive shuffle which soon adds its bait only increasing an enticement which deepens again with the thick bass prowls of Vince Hunt. Continuing to bind ears in his guitar’s delicious spicery too, Harry Stafford pounces with his vocal and lyrical dance, as everything in the song colludes to create satanic rock ‘n’ roll majesty, especially as rhythms grow in intensity and devilment with the vocals to arouse an even lustier persuasion.

How to follow such a magnificent start would have many bands in a cold sweat but not Inca Babies as they match its majesty with a just as compelling incitement going by the name of Scatter. Stereo Plan Front 1The swinging beats of drummer Rob Haynes recruits eager attention right away, swiftly adding appetite as riffs and bass grooves unite with his anthemic beats and the incoming catchy vocal delivery. Into its stride the song expels a punk causticity around its driving rhythmic spine, the fingers of Stafford continuing to dance over the strings of his guitar to create a web of sonic addiction. The aforementioned Dewardians comes to mind as the song bounces with venomous mischief and also Eighteen Nightmares At the Lux with its scuzzy textures.

The salty smoulder of Damnation comes next, an Orson Family like countrified shimmer fuelling the temptation of guitar and rolling beats. As the opening pair of songs, psychobilly bred rapacity coats the song but also here a more garage punk tenacity emerges and grows to an even more potent persuasion in the following River To the Centre of the World. A haunting slice of upbeat balladry with a chorus which simply infests the senses, the track is dark poetic manna for ears and imagination. It also continues the mouth-watering diverse landscape of the album, each song a blossoming of individual and unique gothic theatre bred in sinistrous ideation.

The Cajun cast spell of Stand Down Lucifer keeps listener and album in lustful realms next, its sinuous shimmer and invention a creeping and inescapable seduction whilst Feast With Panthers strolls in with stalking rhythms and demonic hooks within again a fine and alluring vocal proposal. Like Th’ Legendary Shack Shakers meets The Screaming Blue Messiahs, the latter a band easy to offer varying degrees of comparison to across the album, the track swings it frame and flirtation with mischief in its eyes and a wicked lick on its melodic lips. The Stereo Plan began on a lofty pinnacle and this pair again sublimely ensures that there is no slip from such heady heights.

   Last Flight Out of Saigon with its pulsating bassline and acidic sonic veining croons suggestively in ears next, its minimalistic yet cavernous presence a mesmeric hex before the garage pop feistiness of Absolute Leader of the World leaps at the senses. Holding a great raw seventies/eighties punk essence to its contagion, the song is a sweetly caustic roar of blues rock which re-ignites body and energies after the resourceful ‘rest’ found in its predecessor.

Returning to the insidious charms which festered wonderfully in the early songs, Devilfish Anarchy stalks and romps with that gothic blues meets psychobilly predation and devilry. Beats and basslines are the instigator to lust fuelled whiplash as vocals and melodic toxins work away on thoughts and emotion. It is an exhausting pleasure whose rigorous nature is swiftly tempered and contrasted by the funereal stance and classical elegance of Still Mountain, a bewitching ballad wrapped in imposing and provocative shadows.

A dirtier yet restrained heavy rock pushes the walls of Damn Our Hides next, its persuasion not as instant as elsewhere, though swiftly a captivating companion for ears, but slowly burning away behind the scenes and repeatedly nudging thoughts after the event, as so many other songs on the album. Its enduring temptation is another striking aspect of The Stereo Plan, each twist of its design able to return at leisure and with potency, just as the heated jazziness of Ghost Ship. The track is ablaze with sultry trumpet flames, filthy basslines, and delirious sonic enterprise combining for a fiery musical sunset on an apocalyptic landscape.

The album is finished off by the excellent psyche/ surf rock stomp of Blacktop Speedway and finally the garage rock serenade of Late Night Frankie Brittle, a croon which simply grows in weight, intensity, and sonic rabidity with volcanic imagination. The pair makes a thrilling end to one irresistible encounter.

Admittedly having a soft spot for the type of sounds Inca Babies revel in went in their favour, but also it brings more demands but once again the Manchester trio stand tall over them as they again help lead British rock ‘n’ roll into new and exciting explorations.

The Stereo Plan is available now via Black Lagoon Records

http://www.incababies.co.uk/   https://www.facebook.com/incababies/

RingMaster 11/03/2015

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Drones For Queens – Practically Weapons

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It may be only four tracks creating barely ten minutes of hellacious fury but listening to the Practically Weapons EP from US punks Drones For Queens, is a hostility which withers the senses and scars the psyche. It is by no means an easy listen, to be honest a barbarous one at times, but for braving its tortuous climate the rewards are thrilling. Creating a venomous brawl of thrash, hardcore, and grind with extra searing spices, the Philadelphia-based band goes for the jugular with a sonic bloodlust and enterprise which is as inventive as it is fearsome. Breaking through its blistering surface though you find a warped enterprise which tantalises, and though to embrace it may prove difficult for some for others the EP is sure to ignite a greedy appetite.

Drones For Queens features ex-members of Woe, Woods of Ypres, and current members of The Green Evening Requiem, Population Zero, and Dirt Worshipper, and has already lured in attention and acclaim through firstly their cassette EP Health in 2012. Even more potent acclaim came with their split 7” release with Occult 45 which came out at the end of the following year, but recorded with Steve Roche (Stinking Lizaveta, Rat Healer, Nightfall, Witch Hunt, Serpent Throne), it is easy to expect Practically Weapons to push the band into wider recognition such the vicious, uncompromising, little treat of an assault that it is.

State Your Terms is the first to corrupt ears, its initial sonic scrub soon battered by a flurry of voracious stick swinging and d-beat hostility from drummer Evan Madden. It is a tsunami of spite and intensity equally driven by the malicious vocal squalls of guitarist Shane Madden. There is no hiding place as the song consumes every inch of the by now ringing ears but beneath the raging tempest, the bass of Bob Stokes is crafting dark virulent temptation and the guitar a spiky but addictive web of sharp hooks and nagging grooving. It is compelling stuff, a clash of brute force and anger against a creative seduction which is almost flirtatious in its understated but open adventure.

It is a fusion continuing across all the remaining songs in their very individual characters, the following EP title track unleashing a heavy ravenous texture of sound and intent built on groove metal agitation and thrash animosity. Though it does not instantly sparkle in its depths as the first song, the grooves which spear the onslaught are mouth-watering and the rhythmic tenacity and enterprise of Evan exhaustingly gripping, whilst its closing melodic twist just steals the imagination.

From its opening second A Blinding Future has a niggling groove which works incessantly away at ears and psyche from within the rhythmic turbulence buffeting the body. The severity of the track’s examination, indeed the EP’s, is fierce and unrelenting but again the ingeniously intrusive invention of the guitars beneath the turmoil is bewitching and backed with similar endeavour by Stokes’ bass which manages to abuse and seduce simultaneously.

The closing Duress emerges as the best track on the EP, its twists and inventive spite standing toe to toe with the savage storm at the surface of the contagious voracity. The song is a maelstrom of grooves, hooks, and flailing rhythms interspersed with acidic melodic twists and the grouchiest bassline you are likely to meet this year, and with a growl to match. It takes tops honours on the release and reinforces the impressive weight and creative exploits of the EP.

Practically Weapons pushes on an already impressive emergence by Drones For Queens and suggests that fans of everything from hardcore and crust punk to grindcore and extreme thrash/metal might potentially have a new proposition to lust over. They certainly have us hooked.

Practically Weapons is available on 7” white vinyl limited to 300 copies via Riff Lifter Media @ http://rifflifter.bigcartel.com/product/drones-for-queens-practically-weapons-7-pre-order

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RingMaster 11/03/2015

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Mortals/Repellers – Split 7”

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Offering the year another rather tasty split, Broken Limbs Recordings have brought together Brooklyn’s Mortals and Philadelphia’s Repellers for a four track explosion of fresh breathed metal. It is an encounter with reinforces the potent stature of one band and inflames the emerging presence of the other, both beginning what potentially can be a massive year for them in fine style.

The first offering comes from Mortals, a band formed in 2009 but with its seeds possibly growing well before then when drummer Caryn Havlik and bassist/vocalist Lesley Wolf met and played together in all-female Slayer cover band Slaywhore. At the same time Havlik and guitarist Elizabeth Cline were playing in a math-rock project. After the eventual demise of both bands, the three musicians regrouped as Mortals and by late 2010 had set about making a potent mark on the local metal scene and further afield. A tour with Mutilation Rites was the prelude to the band sharing stages with the likes of Eyehategod, The Body, False, Samothrace, Black Anvil, Toxic Holocaust, Howl and Lord Dying over the years, whilst the release of their Death Ritual EP in 2012 led the band to signing with Relapse Records and the release of their acclaimed Cursed to See the Future album last year. Ahead of a European tour with Skeletonwitch and Goatwhore, Mortals now fire up the imagination and EP with their lone but thrilling track 10 Years of Filth.

Possibly a statement on their stirring musical career to date, the song swiftly brews and smoulders with the intensive and darkly seductive blackened sludgy sound which Mortals are already Mortals_bandshotmarked for. Within as many seconds, the bass is roaming ears and psyche like an apocalypse gracing charger, striding with predatory intent as grooves and riffs combine for a nest of viperish intent. Similarly lively rhythms from the drums prowl and stroll across this already bewitching landscape, the seductive and melodically dynamic adventure one scene in a rich drama clad tapestry of dark intent and compelling intimidation. For all its predacious craft and hunger, there is an infectious charm to the track too, light and dark challenging each other whilst colluding in the creation of even more provocative hues in the tempestuous narrative. The dark side is driven by the guttural scowls and gothic animosity of the vocals whilst the guitar’s enterprise escorts lighter defiant elements which persist in their persistence until the ferociously boiling and venomous climax of the song. It is an enthralling and ruggedly enjoyable nine minutes easily confirming the impressive qualities and sound of Mortals.

Repellers bring three tracks from their creative arsenal of punk and crust infused metal, swiftly showing why there is a growing broader interest in the 2012 forming band. The two years or so since their arrival has seen the trio release The Coming Storm EP, partake in a split 7” with Georgia-based Dead Hand, and the drawing of multitudes of new fans through tours along the east coast and a constant source of impressive energetic shows. They are a growing force it seems and on the evidence of this release an exciting one.

Repellers   Descend is their first offering, a track which from a melancholic and darkly lit melodic embrace erupts in a predatory and thunderous stalking of the senses. The intensive rhythms of drummer Tony Secreto are vindictive in nature whilst the equally primal basslines of Rob Petraitis growl and leer intimidatingly within the doom drenched atmosphere of the imposing encounter. The guitar of Jon Rifenburg brings various shades of intimidation and temptation to the volatile but controlled tempest too, his enterprise equally sculpting a web of magnetic lures around the malevolently toned vocals. It is a captivating proposition which awakens intrigue and interest in the band before their second song From Jerico to Ai lays a more fascinating and thrilling invitation down. Bass hooks are aligned to acidic guitar grooves, it a mesh of enticement which continues to spear the increasingly ravenous atmosphere and character of the track. Heading only to a turbulent and hostile climax, the track is a riveting persuasion showing more of the depth and imagination in the band’s song writing and sound.

   False Solace is the same, its heavy melodic lures an initial tantalising coaxing which only seeds a subsequent hellacious hardcore bred brawl with the senses. The blackened, almost insidious tones of the vocals unleashes the dark heart of the song whilst the sonic grooves and bass predation provides infectious bait which seduces ears as the track’s lyrical and vocal trespass avail their toxicity.

The two bands make for a pleasing and exciting union with their quartet of thickly satisfying propositions, each confirming their impressive potency and potential. Both have only enhanced their reputation and relative statures whilst already sparking 2015 into being an attention grabbing year for them.

The Mortals/ Repellers Split is available through Broken Limbs Recordings and limited to 500 10″ copies (300 black and 200 red with black smoke).

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Mortals’ Upcoming tour dates:

April 4 – May 2 European tour w/ Skeletonwitch and Goatwhore

04.04.15 Sweden Motala @ Kulturakademin

06.04.15 Denmark Copenhagen @ Pumpehuset

07.04.15 Germany Hamburg @ Hafenklang

08.04.15 Germany Osnabrück @ Bastard Club

09.04.15 Holland Tilburg @ Roadburn

10.04.15 Holland Tilburg @ Roadburn

11.04.15 UK Manchester @ Sound Control

12.04.15 Ireland Dublin @ Voodoo Lounge

13.04.15 UK Glasgow @ Ivory Blacks

14.04.15 UK Birmingham @ The Oobleck

15.04.15 UK Sheffield @ Corporation

16.04.15 UK London @ Underworld

17.04.15 Belgium Brussels @ Magasin 4

18.04.15 Germany Köln @ Underground

19.04.15 France Eragny/Paris @ Covent Garden

20.04.15 France Angouleme @ La Nef

21.04.15 Spain Madrid @ Sala Lemon

22.04.15 Spain Barcelona @ Sala Razz 3

23.04.15 France Lyon @ MJC O Totem

24.04.15 Switzerland Zürich @ Dynamo / Werk 21

25.04.15 Italy Milan @ Lo Fi

26.04.15 Italy Rome @ Traffic Live

27.04.15 Austria Innsbruck @ p.m.k.

28.04.15 Germany München @ Backstage

29.04.15 Germany Leipzig @ Conne Island

30.04.15 Germany Berlin @ Magnet

01.05.15 Austria Wien @ Arena

02.05.15 Czech Rep Prague @ Exit-us

RingMaster 11/03/3015

Soul Fire Saints – Smoke

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It is fair to say taking inspirations from the likes of Alice in Chains, QOTSA, and Red Hot Chilli Peppers to NIN, Faith No More, and Rage Against The Machine will do no one’s creativity any harm, especially if they align it to fresh and distinctive, equally robust ideation. That is something UK rockers Soul Fire Saints do with captivating success in new single Smoke. The band has been accomplishing such inventive feats for a while now to be fair but this new offering, taken from their similarly impressive new EP Death in Technicolor, sees the band now ready to break into the fore of British rock ‘n’ roll.

With the seeds of the band being laid in boozy stag do celebrations in Prague in 2011, Soul Fire Saints took their time exploring and honing their prospective sound before hitting the live scene in 2013. Their debut came at the MAGNA centre in their home town of Sheffield and in front of a 2,000 strong exuberant audience. It was a first big leap which spring-boarded the band into swiftly descending new spotlights as they proceeded to add supporting Fallen Trees, playing venues such as O2 Academy, Corporation (both sold out shows), and the legendary Leadmill, as well as festival appearances at Tramlines, Mosborough Music Festival, Live at the Castle, and MBMF to their CV. Now the quintet of vocalist Taylor, guitarists Ol and Andy, bassist Jow, and drummer Lee are looking forward to making 2015 their biggest success yet, an intent off to a potent start with the release of Smoke.

Pungent beats rap at ears first, their opening bait accompanied by a spicy caress of guitar. It is a simple but inviting start soon empowered again by the potent vocals of Taylor and the wash of sultry sonic enterprise which swirls and teases in the song’s heated atmosphere. In no time the track is strolling with hefty rhythms and smouldering melodies across the senses, its snarl Rage Against The Machine like whilst it’s sonic adventure comes wrapped in blues rock expression. It is a virulently feisty encounter, raw and instinctive rock ‘n’ roll fuelled by impassioned energy and devilish tenacity, and though it never explodes as you might expect or occasionally want, it has ears happily on edge and satisfaction beaming with its wonderfully musty temptation.

Smoke is an irresistible doorway onto the adventure of Soul Fire Saints, an appetising lead into the Death in Technicolor EP, and a suggestive offering sparking expectations of even bigger exploits ahead.

Smoke is available now via Sneaky Balls Records with the Death in Technicolor EP out this month @ http://www.soulfiresaints.com/discography?id=10087

Upcoming Soul Fire Saints Gigs:

14th March – Heebie Jeebies – Liverpool

20th March – Dove and Rainbow, Sheffield

https://www.facebook.com/SoulFireSaintsUK   http://www.soulfiresaints.com/

RingMaster 11/10/2015

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The Crossfire Hurricanes – The Deviant

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It is not exactly essential to make a striking impression with your first single but it certainly can do no harm having an introduction which whips up attention and an eager appetite for your sounds, something Northern Ireland rockers The Crossfire Hurricanes do with irrepressible enterprise on The Deviant. Soaked in a captivating and sultry blaze of blues rock, the band’s stirring debut single is simply fiery rock ‘n’ roll with as much punch as it has sultry temptation in its impressive persuasion.

Springing from an initial vision in 2013, The Crossfire Hurricanes did not rush into making their entrance, instead taking their first year crafting and honing their blues infused sound. Once off the leash though, the Belfast quartet of Brendan McGreevy, Johnny Nicholl, Owen Duffy, and Niall Kelly swiftly ignited their local scene with their energetic and impressive live presence, repeating the persuasion around Ireland and into Dublin thereafter. Musically they draw on inspirations from the likes of Led Zeppelin, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, The Black Keys, and Pearl Jam, a thick spicing which is often open but never commanding in their impressive single.

The thrust of riffs opening up the song make an appealing start but it is the swiftly joining tangy melodies and grooves which really capture ears and imagination, their persistent flames swirling magnetically across the blues kissed landscape. Their psyche hued colouring washes over the rhythmically more reserved nature of the track, an aspect which is still a strong dark texture and potent contrast against the smouldering temptation surrounding it though. Vocally too the track is aflame with expression and alluring hues, whilst everything combined creates a tapestry of contagious and accomplished persuasion.

The Deviant is an enthralling encounter, reminding a little Norwegian rock band Electric Woodland, which alone has ears hooked and attention on The Crossfire Hurricanes intense. It may be too early to make big declarations but it is not hard to already suspect a big future for the band and more impressive things from them in return.

The Deviant is available now @ https://itunes.apple.com/us/album/the-deviant-single/id932805482

The Crossfire Hurricanes will be playing at The Empire in Belfast on Friday 20th March.

https://www.facebook.com/Thecrossfirehurricanes

RingMaster 11/03/2015

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