Dead Retinas – Divine EP

Though they made a pretty instant splash in the pool of attention and praise with their debut, the Dead Retinas vs. The World EP back in 2012, it is fair to say that the UK band has simply grown in strength, sound, and in luring praise ever since. Each subsequent release from that potent first has provided a rousing proposition with the Manchester band’s most striking yet coming in the shape of their new creative offensive, the Divine EP.

Without doubt there has been a fresh attack and imagination in the band’s writing and hardcore/punk bred sound with every release but now real maturity and a deviously manipulative essence has emerged. It was intriguingly hinted at within the 2017 released Coup De Grâce and now has become an uncompromisingly stirring force within its successor, Divine. An unscrupulous fusion of hardcore and noise punk, the new Dead Retinas offering provides three tracks which stalk the senses and bait the spirit whilst revelling in that new breath of adventure in the band’s sound. The EP is also the first release with the band’s new line-up in full antagonistic roar, a creative holler seeing Dead Retinas stalking the reputation of punk’s heavyweights.

The Laurie Morbey produced Divine opens up with Gold in Monochrome and immediately descends on the senses and nerves with a predatory rhythmically prowling groove. The vocals of CJ Smith are just as swift, bawling almost brawling in ears with his usual potent presence. The guitar of Jack Thompson springs his scything lures and nagging hooks soon after as the swinging beats of Chris Heath batter already beleaguered but devouring senses. With the bass of Chris Gaduzo continuing its almost guttural tempting, the track writhes and twists as it rages; raw flirtation and invasive invention fuelling it’s unpredictable and seriously enjoyable enterprise.

The following You Go Glen Coco is just as compelling and insatiable in its antics. It too moves with the lust of a whirling dervish but with a composure which just accentuates its carnivorous intent. Again the band casts grooves which easily and quickly got under the skin, rhythms voracious with their own infectious animosity and all combined creating an increasingly expanding and imaginative infestation of sound and dissension.

By no means left behind in creative prowess, final song An Exercise in Bad Taste erupts in ears with immediate hostility, Smith again leading the trespass as rhythms malevolently dance and the sonic toxicity of Thompson’s strings blazes. Once more imagination soaked unpredictability infests the track, its movements often bordering on the spasmodic but with a fluidity which makes for an unrelenting molestation and pleasure.

As seems to be the trend with Dead Retinas releases, Divine reveals new growth in their sound and creative adventure but one which easily overshadows anything before it and so much so that the band might struggle to eclipse it next time but then again this is Dead Retinas…

The Divine EP is out November 30th, available @ https://deadretinas.bandcamp.com/album/divine as well as Spotify, Apple Music etc.

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Pete RingMaster 30/11/2018

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Still Bust – 77 For You (57 For Me)

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At its very best, hardcore can produce some of the most rewarding and exhilarating challenges, and some of the most viciously impacting. The new EP from UK band Still Bust is all that and more, one of the genre’s most riveting and emotionally searing releases this year. Veining their sound with irresistible discord drenched tendrils of noise and math rock, the Gloucester band is one offering something different as evidenced by the excellent 77 For You (57 For Me).

The successor to debut album A Few Things We Might Agree On (A Few Things We Might Not) of 2013, the quartet of Matthew Stanley, Ed Hudson, Matt Raybould, and Niall Jones, swiftly scar and grip ears and attention with their new proposition. The EPs title refers to diabetes of vocalist/guitarist Matty, 77 being the average life expectancy for someone without diabetes compared with 57 for someone who does. The encounter though has no sense of self-pity, instead raging and pushing thoughts and emotions of listeners to challenge their own issues and to deal with them. It also has titles which catch the imagination and raise the first step of anticipation before a note is even heard.

First up is It’s Your Fault And You’re Stupid (Kind Regards Barbaros Icoglu), which straight away entangles ears and appetite with its opening web of sonic temptation and magnetic unpredictability. Guitars score and tease with EP Artworktheir discord bred ideation, like fireworks leaving a pungent taste on the senses which lure you in for the oncoming punk fury which subsequently bursts free. Its bait is no less intrusive and compelling, the varied and multiple vocal attack as enterprising as the rhythmic antagonism and aggressive riffery around it. With the technical ideation and craft of the band continuing to vein the angst driven roar, the track emerges like a mix of Cancer Bats, The Dillinger Escape Plan, and UK punk band Dead Retinas with elements of Every Time I Die, and is insatiably riveting.

TV On After Breakfast (Would You Like Your Hair Cut Today) comes next and swiftly unleashes its hostile punk breeding as riffs and vocals rage contagiously whilst rhythms beat out a bruise on the senses with every rally. Within the brawl though, the band uncages another dose of warped and technically twisted ideation which helps to turn a great song into a rigorously impressing one. The bass reveals a deeper throated intimidation to its creative armoury whilst the guitars continue to sculpt a net of seduction and malice which is inescapable, not that you will wish too. Its successor I’ve Never Been More Happy To Have A Hypo (However This Could Mean I Have Irreparable Knee Damage) is built from a similar template though with a unique character and tempest of sound of its own. There is a darker threat and intensity which has little difficulty in riling up hunger and passion for track and release. The song is not alone on the EP in providing a false end either, the encounter taking a breath to return with an even more potent and greed sparking design of enterprise and temptation.

The closing Twenty Foot (Broken Foot) is a test which goes from delicious seducing to raw testing hostility, entwining both across its length whilst providing an epic and enthralling close to the EP. Addiction breeding grooves erupt straight away from within the song, seducing ears and imagination with their insatiable and inventive toxicity. Heavy rhythmic jabs and furious riffs add their taunts soon after too before the raw vocals squall aggressively across the whole mix. Such the impressive start, it loses some of its grip with the following expanse of impassioned anger and slow predation but in time employs its lustful and irresistible endeavours once again within the tempestuous climate and emotion of the track to reignite ears and passions.

It is a striking end to an invigorating and wonderfully abusive release which suggests the potential of Still Bust, as outstanding a release it has just created, still has plenty more to explore and reveal. We can hardly wait.

The 77 For You (57 For Me)EP is available digitally and on white vinyl via Matt Records @ http://mattrecords.bandcamp.com/ and http://mattrecords.bigcartel.com/ respectively.

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8.5/10

RingMaster 10/09/2014

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The Twin Dracula – Introducing

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Making their entrance with a rather tasty and raucous release, UK punk rockers The Twin Dracula instantly set themselves as a band rich in potential and strong on antagonistic craft. Their debut EP, Introducing is a brawl of contagious enterprise and belligerent passion cast within a hardcore animosity. It is an aggressive and confronting encounter but also one unafraid to throw in a captivating hook or rhythmic seduction and a host of melodic creativity which only accentuates and compliments the riotous heart of the songs. The EP is maybe not quite stretching borders or sculpting new heights but certainly is providing a potent breath and promising fire to thrust the band firmly on the punk rock radar.

Formed in 2012, the quartet takes inspirations from the likes of Kid Dynamite, Propagandhi, and The Bronx into a proposition coverwhich grabs attention with ease. Comprised of four eager and bold tracks with a raw energy and similarly uncompromising intent, Introducing takes mere moments to enclose the ears in an intimidating and fully persuasive encounter. Opener Check Mate is choice punk rock from start to finish; it’s first touch a rapping of rhythms and last a lingering toxicity which draws you back time and time again. It takes mere seconds for the track to hit full stride, riffs and rhythms stomping with attitude and intensity whilst the vocals scowl and challenge thoughts with a semi clean scowl of a delivery enjoyably reinforced by group shouts and barracking. The rhythmic core is a constant temptation throughout the song and keeps the pressure going perfectly even when the song impressively dips into a restrained and melodic detour before returning with nostrils flaring for an anthemic finale. It is a striking and thrilling start to the release and as a first engagement with the band, a song drenched in promise providing unbridled satisfaction.

The following Guts has a heavier imposing intensity and gait compared to its predecessor, one skirted by a sonic enterprise which lights its darkest corners. The almost lumbering entrance holds a menace to temper the melodic design searing its edges and combined the elements give the song an intriguing lure, especially when the sounds come to a halt and an excellent expressive lone vocal expels the first calls of the narrative which in turn coaxes out a fiery return of striding riffs and imaginative flames framed in a rampant rhythmic temptation. It is a smouldering slice of rich enticement which shows a depth to the band’s songwriting and their ability to stretch it further again with sound and imagination.

The next up All The Fours brings an immediate swagger and enticement to its initial scrub of riffs to confirm the potential and quality shown in its predecessor. The addictive tone and jagged edge of the guitar brings thoughts of Rocket From The Crypt to mind whilst the subsequent abrasive and compelling fury has the marks of fellow emerging Brits Dead Retinas to its caustic presence. Like the opener the track is an addictive anthem of rhythmic pugnacity and sonic rascality forged into an infectious charge which stirs up the senses and passions with aggressive revelry. A punk stomp with muscular heavy rock intensity, it is a formidable incitement to again easily hang the passions upon.

The closing Woodley Swine is a hardcore bred slice of punk ferocity, a direct and scathing lashing of sound and vocal hostility which without matching earlier heights riles up the emotions and imagination in strong and hoarsely rowdy style. It is a fine conclusion to an excellent debut from The Twin Dracula; Introducing the first impressive step of a band with the fire and potential to make a deep mark certainly on the evidence of this entrance.

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8.5/10

RingMaster 17/12/2013

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Dead Retinas : Gang Of Wolves EP

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Having impressed with their previous pair of EPs, UK hardcore punks Dead Retinas return with their third offering and a new vocalist. The departure of previous singer Sam Hendo left some questions as to how they would follow his strong presence but the Gang Of Wolves EP shows it was with ease as new frontman Will Walkden slaps down his own identity and brawl upon songs. There is also a seeming shift in sound and band, an emerging maturity and you could almost say seriousness to their endeavours now which initially stops you in your tracks to consider the move and then finds you basking in its overall success.

Dead Retinas has over past couple of years stood tall as one of the most promising and best emerging punk bands in the UK, their riotous live performances, which has seen them alongside bands such as Four Short Of A Miracle, Landmarks, Falter, The City Divided, Zsilent Z and many more, and their pair of previous EPs, Dead Retinas vs. The World and Dawn Of The Dead Retinas. The new release only confirms the earlier stance of the band and thoughts left over them whilst still suggesting there is much more to come from the Manchester four-piece, especially with as mentioned this more business-like feel to their music. Gang Of Wolves contains a trio of songs taken from the earlier releases now re-recorded as well as three new ones and it is the older tracks which show the more ‘sober’ approach to a still rebellious middle fingered devilry.

The release opens with Snow, a track which is staring at the ear from its first rhythmic beckoning through to the creative casting of sonica0144321436_2 mist by the guitar of Jack Thompson and the prowling throat growling bass of CJ. It is a considered start and caress of the senses which is arguably new for the band and continues even as the angst driven squalls of Walkden score and scar the walls of the song. Expelling a fire bred intensity as it moves deeper into its compelling heart, the song brings a vehement climax to its recipient, evocative and fearsome but wholly riveting. There is a post hardcore breath to the track which also makes a fresh flame to challenge expectations over the band and helps makes a tremendous burn of an introduction to start things off.

The following Crowns On Hounds entwines tightly around the body next, metallic sonic flames of guitar in league with a gruff bass swagger that is instantly enticing within the ever crisp and challenging rhythms of drummer Lee O’Connor. Venturing in to Cancer Bats/Pinhead Gunpowder territory with a snarl and vicious sonic lancing of the senses to the fore, the track is a deliciously abrasive and distrustful beast of a song where the vocals of Walkden, backed as impressively by the additional badgering of Thompson and CJ, graze the synapses as potently and deeply as the sonic scything elsewhere.

The next three tracks are the revisited songs starting with Just Because You Drink Jack Daniels. Doesn’t Mean You’re Rock n Roll. A mighty mix of punk, hardcore, and noise, the track chews the ear with discourteous riffs and a rapacious bassline urged on by the still abusive rhythms of O’Connor. The guitar draws on a blues whiff to ignite thoughts further whilst CJ finds a bestial predation to his notes that sets the senses back on their heels whilst only having a hunger for more. Veined by an irresistible Dead Kennedys like groove with more hooks than a loan shark, the track twists the passions around its intrusive little finger to leave only greed for more in its wake. The track is as impressive as first time around but with a rein on the chaotic approach which marked its presence on Dawn Of The Dead, takes on a more potent presence, something which applies to the other pair of recharged songs. It has to be said though there is still a part of the heart that misses the no idea if the band would explode into bedlam unpredictably that endeared them previously.

Both LSD (Listen Smile Disagree) and Pure Gold exhaust the passions with their insatiable provocations and again the pair build on impressive first appearances to show an evolution in attitude, craft, and antagonism, as well as proving that Walkden is a worthy successor to Hendo. The first is a mix of predatory urgency and flesh peeling riffs stalked by the always hungry bass, the gang shouts an anthemic air punching draw which softens the senses before the finale of brain melting acidic sonics take their spiteful and thrilling place. Its successor is prime punk rock, a nostalgic air filtering through its hardcore badgering. Gallows meets Liferuiner, the song is a thrilling blaze of jagged riffs and concussively jabbing rhythms ridden by pure vocal hostility.

The closing title track is a thoughtful and thought provoking slice of caustic temptation which like the opener suggests the direction the band is moving towards. Still steeped in hardcore bitterness and punk gall there is a melodic hue to the rancor that sees the band expanding their sights and passions if still within their aural loathing.

Gang Of Wolves is a fine intriguing and exciting release, answering and suggesting more questions for the future. Like an end of a chapter whilst opening up a new paragraph for the band The EP leaves only eagerness to hear and feel the evolving force that is Dead Retinas, still one of the best emerging bands and now maybe just that much more impressive.

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8/10

RingMaster 12/08/2013

 

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Dead Retinas: Dawn Of The Dead Retinas EP

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If you are looking for niceties and sophisticated music to relax to then give UK punks Dead Retinas a wide berth as they only deal in abrasive antagonistic rock n roll which leaves you enflamed in attitude and sonic aggression. Earlier in the year the band impressed with their debut EP Dead Retinas vs. The World, the release a grazing and fiery treat of unbridled infection and invigorating adrenaline driven punk rock, but was a mere teaser for their mighty follow up, Dawn Of The Dead Retinas EP. Their debut left one fuelled by anticipation for what was to come from the Manchester quartet and they have those expectations not only quenched but seeming quite inadequate as an assumption now that the band has unleashed this sensational EP.

The first thing the release does is bring thoughts of The Dickies to mind simply from the titles of their two EPs, the band taking inspiration from movies just as the Americans did early on and both with a mischievous glint in their eyes. Musically though, despite both stirring up the senses with instinctive punk rock, they part company. Whereas the LA band were arguably the first pop punksters, Dead Retinas bitch slap the ear with a sound which is like brawl between Pinhead Gunpowder, Cancer Bats, The Hives, and Dead Kennedys. It is an irresistible brew which offers diversity within a uniform of middle finger defiance and tongue in cheek antagonism. Since forming the band has corrupted stages alongside the likes of Four Short Of A Miracle, Landmarks, Falter, The City Divided, Zsilent Z and many more, and all the time have been emerging as one of the most refreshing and promising punk bands around, the new EP only deepens that acclaim whilst showing the band is evolving and maturing as songwriters and musicians all the time and well on the way to being to the fore of UK punk.

Consisting of three tracks, the EP pounces on the ear drum with venomous spite and aggressive energy through LSD, a track ep 2 artworkshowing invention and psychotic imagination. It is a delicious psyche bruise which twists and turns into a bedlam touching sonic confrontation, an irrepressible captivation from start to finish. The song enters on grazing riffs, predatory bass leers, and thumping beats pounced upon by the coarse squalls of vocalist Sam Hendo. The track soon settles into a ferocious yet restrained form of sonic combat with Sex Pistols hooks from guitarist Jack Thompson latched to his ear scouring riffs and senses gnawing basslines from CJ Smith, the pair with Hendo combining for an anthemic gang shout chorus. It is a great rampage which is elevated further when the track slips into psychedelic tendencies soaked in a classic rock solo which loses sanity turning into a synapse scorching sonic acid. It is a ‘painful’ end which completes an outstanding song, though it is eclipsed by the even greater presence of Just Because You Drink Jack Daniels Doesn’t Mean You’re Rock and Roll.

The track is a fusion of psyche, noise, punk rock, and quite magnetic. Immediately the song is confronting the ear with a snarling bass, scything riffs, and the abusive rhythms of drummer Lee O’Connor which never let you off the hook from start to finish, those bass growls of Smith an eager devilish companion. There is a slight bluesy lilt to the guitar as Hendo sets one up for a fall with malevolent chuckles and challenging tones questioning the listener. With additional Dead Kennedys like riffs and the twin barracking of drums and bass the song just ignites rapture for its compelling sounds. With also a mix of Kabul Golf Club shagging Gallows to its breath, the track is a glorious riot of energy and sounds which fires up even greater expectations of the band ahead.

The release is completed by Swarm The Decks, an incendiary merger of enslaving rhythms, raw erosive riffs, and a scrap of vocals from all three vocalists. Like a quarrel with the Beastie Boys and Discharge it is an in your face agitator which without the contagious lures of the other pair still pulls up an equal satisfaction through its combative and challenging intensity.

You always expect and hope a band will improve release by release but Dead Retinas have taken big steps on from what was a strong and vibrant debut with Dawn Of The Dead Retinas. For all punk rock fans the band is a must.

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RingMaster 18/12/2012

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Dead Retinas: Dead Retinas vs. The World EP

Sometimes a band comes along to ignite all the personal fires inside and leave one counting the days to the next musical adrenaline rush to come from their creativity. UK punks Dead Retinas is such a band and their Dead Retinas vs. The World EP, an invigorating burst of essential punk rock to fire up the engines of passion. The quartet create punk rock which is honest, aggressive, and vibrant: their sound steeped in the essentials of punk and fuelled by the energies of modern rock. The resulting experience unbridled pleasure.

The band consists of vocalist Sam Hendo, guitarist/vocalist Jack Thompson, bassist/vocalist CJ Smith who all knew each other since high school, and Lee O’Connor on drums. Originally called Hounds, until they found out about another band with the same name, the band took the Dead Retinas name from something actor Nick Frost said on the commentary track to the film Paul. To date the band has impressed with ease through the sharing of stages with the likes of Four Short Of A Miracle, Saving Syenna, The City Divided, ZsilentZ, and Falter to name a few.

Dead Retinas vs. The World is their debut release and a mighty powerful four track beast of an introduction it is too. It is punk rock at its best, confrontational, relentless, and heart driven. Their music recalls the best elements of bands such as Cancer Bats, NOFX, and Pinhead Gunpowder alongside the fire of Rage Against The Machine and Red Tape. It is all twisted into their own incendiary powder keg of bruising and explosive individuality as the band emerges as one of the best new entrants within punk for a long time.

The release ruptures the atmosphere from the start with Pure Gold, a track with heart splintering riffs and combative rhythms. The vocals hit every scorched and aggressive range perfectly to offer as much texture and rich diversity as the sounds around them. From the choppy greedy riffs, the uncompromising beats, to the growling guttural bass sound, the song corrupts and enthrals the senses for the deepest satisfaction. The band is also unafraid to bring extra treats in to the mix such as the burning guitar solo which simply flames away gloriously on top of already inspired raging inferno of addiction.

The following A 20 Note Ain’t For Coke finds a higher plateau to leap and explode upon with its infectious hypnotic hooked riffs and magnetic breath. It offers an old school flavour to bring thoughts of seventies UK bands The Lurkers, The Outcasts, and early Undertones to the fore whilst chewing away with a slight hardcore hunger. Brief and uncomplicated, the song is an immense blast of sheer instinctive satisfaction to leave one breathless and eager for much more.

    I’ve Got A Nerve brings a slight ska fusion to its muscular frame though it is mere spicery soon overwhelmed by the raw energy of the track. Arguably the less effective of the four, it is still a song to leave a benchmark for most other bands to aim for and ensure the appetite is still ravenous for more of the same.

The release closes with the excellent Hang The Bastards. It starts with just a delicious gnarly bass and thumping drums union, their predatory companionship alone boiling up an addiction like pleasure. Into its stride the song develops a scorched bluesy swagger which cores the punk aggression and vocal forcefulness, its groove hypnotic magnificence.  There is even a little tinge of stoner rock to the presence of the song, though its metallic intensity is, especially at its climax, RATM spawn.

Dead Retinas vs. The World EP is outstanding, one of the best debuts in a long time. If punk rock triggers the deepest rampages of joy within then Dead Retinas might just have you squealing with orgasmic delight.

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RingMaster 12/09/2012

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