On the evidence of their new single Got It Memorized, Scottish band Mothertone has a rather accomplished handle on merging various flavours for one highly appealing brew. Our first introduction to the Edinburgh quartet is a feisty and contagious exploit which shows why there has been a keen buzz brewing up around the band from their previous EPs, Four Stars and IV, from which the song is taken. Creating a not exactly unique but definitely attention catching form of heavy rock from a multitude of essences including heavy metal, classic rock, punk, and grunge, the band’s new single entices and lures the imagination with a robust stomp of thumping rhythms, mischievously inciting riffs, and blues kissed melodies. It is an urgently captivating slice of rock ‘n’ roll which ensures that better late than never is continued to be proven.
Formed in the middle of 2012, Mothertone as many went through a number of line-ups before finding the right potent mix with vocalist Eric 
Brock, guitarist Kieran Gallagher, bassist Dean Gordon, and drummer Rikki Smith. Across their time they have also have built a strong reputation for their live performances, lighting up venues around Scotland such as the Liquid Rooms, Classic Grand, King Tuts, and Cabaret Voltaire. Their next aim is to infiltrate the rest of the country and with the likes of Got It Memorized in their armoury you feel it should be a done deal in stretching their presence and fanbase.
Slamming beats and rigorously swiping riffs open up the encounter, their jagged provocation sparking an instant appetite which the song exploits with a subsequent stroll of flaming guitar enticement alongside those still commanding rhythms and an irresistible growling bass lure. A virulent groove also adds its potency, the song building heavy rock bait with contagion in full throttle from its start. Intensity and urgency adds its say to the encounter soon after as the clean vocals join the affair, their entrance sparking a punk breath to the antagonism of the imagination infecting song. Vocally Brock is impressive but without a real snarl to his tones the production of the song leaves him a little adrift at times though it makes no ultimate impact on the success of the song and his enjoyable lead.
Throughout the song twists and swerves with invention and craft whilst the guitar solo towards the impending climax of the song flames brightly with skill and poise. With a final beefy stab to end its show, Got It Memorized leaves you wanting more and though as mentioned the band is not setting new templates for rock music with it, the single proves that they definitely give it another tasty choice for fans to devour eagerly. Expect to hear a lot more of Mothertone as they invade the rest of the British Isles, to which no one will be disappointed we suggest.
Got It Memorized is released via Coffee Jingle Records (www.coffeejinglerecords.com) on 17th March.
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released album steals the passions instantly through its opening title track, the entrance of the song through a wonderfully nagging lure of jagged repetitious riffs immediate magnetism especially with the subsequent fall of heavy rhythms and dark throated bass strikes. The additional emerging web of melodic temptation only steals a richer intrigue before the proposition unleashes a charge of thrash bred voracity. The track surges with sinews flailing air and intent ravaging senses whilst vocally Gibson parades a strong and varied display which matches the equally eventful and resourceful narrative of the song. It is an impressive invitation into the album, guitars a fluid colour of imagination and craft across a canvas of hungry rhythms and riffing which highlights further the eloquence, raw power, and striking invention of the offering.
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which is soon thrust aside by persistent rhythms, hungry riffs and rising melodic atmospheres bred by the keys. The strong start is soon accentuated by the rich tones of Rauch, the singer continuing to impress with more potency as the album progresses. The repetitive eager prowl of the song is the strongest bait of all, which the vocals and guitars swing from with confidence and enterprise. It is not the most dramatic start to a release, or a song which lingers that long after its departure but certainly it makes for an infection clad welcoming which is vivaciously matched by the next up Supersonic Speed. The second song bounds in on a rhythmic stomp which continues to invite as guitars and keys expel their weave of sonic and melodic temptation, whilst emerging grooves to its second half alongside a flaming solo coax the track to another contagious level.
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opening rhythmic intrigue of The Wrecking Ball Unchained, the coaxing dramatic beats of Burns, soon aided by the expressive potent vocals of Holland, hypnotically distracting the senses. It is a transfixing start which belies the lying in wait tempest which soon has its moment and bursts through the ears in a torrential storm of invention and passion. Riffs and rhythms stalk and incite with determination and skill whilst the bass of Johnson adds a throatiness which only further seduces but it is the fiery inventive sonic flames and twists Holland also unleashes alongside his stirring vocals which cement the captivation. It is a powerful almost tempestuous engagement with plenty to justify the comparisons to bands such as The Mars Volta, Helms Alee, and These Arms Are Snakes, Wild Throne has drawn, but also in many ways we would add Manic Street Preachers in their early days, Black Tusk, and Muse for various aspects and essences which expel their bait throughout the tremendous track.
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