Falls – Cream EP


As its fifth month swung and revelled in the noisy, raucous, and ridiculously addictive strains of eclectic rockers Falls, so the final throes of 2016 have been ignited in the best possible way with the Welsh band’s new EP. Cream is the creatively salacious sister to the earlier acclaimed One Hundred Percent Strong EP, itself a proposition as inimitably rousing and twisted as its breath-taking successor now proves to be.

Emerging in 2013, Falls had a great many of us intrigued and hooked by following year with their debut EP Dirtbox. Self-tagging their sound as gash pop/fuck rock, it romped and enticed ears and psyche into the Flintshire quartet’s devilish bedlam of imagination and sound. Its success and the band’s swiftly growing reputation was cemented and accelerated by a live presence which saw a constant wave of new fans won and stages shared with the likes of God Damn, Blacklisters, Press To MECO, and Black Peaks around tours with others such as Allusondrugs and Shikari Sound System. As their two track single Mastiff in 2015 saw a new essence of control and imagination blossom in the band’s sound so One Hundred Percent Strong took things to another level with its bold maturity and skilled quick fire twist and turns. Cream is more of the same but at times showing an even keener touch in anthemic aggression and headstrong invention.

As its predecessors, the heart of the new EP is an unruly party clad in the insatiable hunger of a myriad of styles and flavours. Maybe best described as Asylums meets Hawk Eyes under the psychotic guidance of Jane’s Addiction, it grips ears and hips straight away as opener Berries! prowls with surly riffs and firmly kissing beats. With a touch of groove metal to its heavy harmony basted rock ‘n’ roll, the track flirts and rumbles, soon embracing the warm vocal tones of guitarists Martin Gallagher and Philip Kelsall alongside those of bassist Ben Griffiths as it erupts and calms across its virulent canter. Driven by the heftily persuasive swings of drummer Steff Jones, it quickly recruits body and appetite, rewarding them with mischievous dips into stoner and glam pop temptation.

cream-artwork_RingMasterReviewThe irresistible start to the EP is only accentuated by Daytime N U, a sweet talking romancing of the senses with warm vocals entangling a funk infested groan of bass amid energy dictating beats. Once into its fiery stride with the guitars casting spicy flames around the mellow charm of the vocals and the metronomic infection of the rhythms, the song shows itself a master of body and spirit. System Of A Down is often used as a reference to Falls, maybe not so much in its sound but the unrelenting hunger and craft at turning on the spot through a kaleidoscope of textures and twists; the second track reveals exactly why.

The punk roar of Live Delicious is next, leaping at ears with brawling energy and vocal irritability. Underlining it as ever is a funk bred contagion, reserved right now but just waiting to grab those eager hips as riffs growl and grooves sear. As carnivorous as it is inescapably infectious, the track vociferously snarls and incessantly bounces like a pissed off raptor yet still finds room for a chorus which breeds only addiction.

Cream closes with the epidemic of pleasure that is Liberator. At times as grouchy as its predecessor and as dynamically catchy as anything offered yet by the band, the track bounds through ears with the instinctive aggressive pop of Baddies aligned to the sinewy weight and attitude of Reuben, Pulled Apart By Horses like melodic flames licking their collusion as the funk psychosis of a Halfling’s Leaf plays. The result as ever is something distinct and unique to Falls providing an exhilarating end to another attention stoking triumph from one of the UK’s most exciting bands.

The Cream EP is out now via Naughty Strawberry through http://fallsband.co.uk/

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Pete RingMaster 06/12/2016
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Snack Family – Pokie Eye EP


It is not often you get a real tingle in the ‘loins’ as a band tempts the ears for the first time, but there is no doubting the lustful response UK rockers Snack Family inspired with their deliciously warped Pokie Eye EP. Casting a sound which could be described as gothic blues but fits better the description of The Birthday Party in its early days meeting Th’ Legendary Shack Shakers in a sultry and unhinged embrace with The Fat Dukes Of Fuck and Melvins, the release is a unique and rebellious slice of rock ‘n’ roll derangement and inescapably addictive.

Hailing from London and formed in 2011, the trio of Andrew Plummer (baritone guitar/ vocals), James Allsopp (saxophone/key), and Tom Greenhalgh (drums) swiftly and understandably drew references of Nick Cave, Captain Beefheart, and Morphine with their startling invention, as well as an eagerly growing attention. Debut release, the Belly EP lit new fires earlier this year which Pokie Eye inflames again with its own rich tonic of Southern bred creative dementia. Recorded with Ben Lamdin at Fish Market Studio, London and wrapped in the striking artwork of conceptual artist Drew Millward (Gallows, Pulled Apart By Horses, Oceanside), Pokie Eye is a wake-up call for the imagination, psyche, and sonic insanity.

Lupine Kiss is first, swinging in on groove infected keys and mischievous beats all lit by jazzy flames of brass. It is an immediate trap soon developing a hazy seduction and virulent toxicity as a thick tang infiltrates grooves and the highly evocative sax temptation. The song soon nudges thoughts of films like The Monster Club and From Dusk Till Dawn, it casting the imagination in a jazz fuelled, liquor soaked nightclub dwelt by the most salacious dangers and evil seductions possible. The song swerves tantalisingly with its melodic curves whilst the crispy high-hat sound is simply tantalising persuasion amidst the devilment of the rhythms. Leading it all like a devious bartender is the gruff crazily alluring tones of Plummer, his delivery as fascinating and irresistible as the creative loco around him.

The track is a riveting enslavement soon emulated in its own wholly distinct nature by Plastic Factory, a cover of the Captain Beefheart classic. Within seconds the song is strolling with sf_pokie_eye_frontbulging beats and flirtatious sax temptation but wrapped in a sinister and darkly enticing air, its fiery rock ‘n’ roll tempered by the prowling stance of the song and the heavy basslines courting the gravelly vocals. It is a blaze of aural salaciousness, especially from Allsopp’s sax which when really inflamed reminds big time of the kind of brilliant discord cloaked revelry Essential Logic conjured back in the seventies.

No Reason is a journey into the darkest and menacing corners of the mind and Snack Family’s invention, the song a slow swarming croon of a proposition embracing the heavy smoky Cash like tones of Plummer. It is stuff of your darkest dreams, a brilliant noir drenched, jazz bred smoulder of primal seducing and imagination. Keys resonate as indefinable sounds simply colour the drama, the track enthralling and immersive but most of all just brilliant, though it is soon surpassed by the closing revelry of Pokie Eye Poke Ya. The final song is psychotic manna, from the first flirtation of sax soon joined by a contagion of rhythms which in turn ignite a Cajun kissed jangle of strings and vocal rampancy, the track is simply sensational. Percussion and beats are as psychotic as the sounds dancing with lost inhibitions around them, a mix recalling again Th’ Legendary Shack Shakers but also Dutch band De Staat. It is rock ‘n’ roll devilment, a lunacy as controlled and resourceful as it is manic, and easily one of, if not the best song heard this year.

Pokie Eye is a must for all those with a taste for the references offered here or anything from blues rock, psychobilly…well simply rock ‘n’ roll of any slightly off kilter colour and ingenuity. Snack Family just might be our new favourite band and we suggest they may be yours too.

The Pokie Eye EP is available from December 6th via Limited Noise @ http://snackfamily.bandcamp.com/album/pokie-eye and through iTunes, Amazon, Spotify, etc.



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The Dropper’s Neck – Line Me Up For The Firing Squad

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If you have not yet immersed in the mutated brilliance of Second Coming, the debut album of UK noise provocateurs The Dropper’s Neck, then firstly shame on you and secondly now is the time to immerse into the psychotic flight and sound of the band with their new single Line Me Up For The Firing Squad. Drawing on all the essences which instilled their album as one of the most striking and impressive releases of 2013, the band explores darker corners of their deranged imagination with the new single whilst forging a stronger rapaciously contagious causticity to their startling sound. It is a glorious onslaught of invention from a band evolving from something exceptional into a major player.

Bred from probably the darkest untoward psyches of Essex, The Dropper’s Neck formed in 2011 and soon had fans screaming in lust, and fear no doubt whilst dogs howled and cowered as rats sought out sinking ships, with their emerging irrepressible presence. Forged with inspirations of band such as Gallows and Queens Of The Stone Age as well as Pulled Apart By Horses and Eighties Matchbox B-Line Disaster, their sound swiftly took hold across the south of the UK as their debut EP was unleashed before the exceptional Second Coming sparked a country wide attention from fans and media alike. The album was as mentioned a thrilling slab of sonic and rhythmic devilry, one seemingly cultured by the hybrid stock of Eighties Matchbox B-Line Disaster and to a lesser degree fellow UK band Engerica. It led to a familiarity to its songs which only added to the potent spicery at play. Now Line Me Up For The Firing Squad shows the quintet of vocalist Lloyd Mathews, guitarists Chris Blake and George Barrows, bassist Jack Turner, and drummer Danny Keene, hatching a more unique and distinct sound to them, a proposition which The Dropper’s Neck are all the more better for.

A hypnotically rabid fury of noise and garage rock with all the antagonistic punk tenacity you could wish for, Line Me Up For The Firing Squad is right away a sonic buzz saw on the senses with a rhythmic punctuation which is as flirtatious as it is intimidating. From its first artillery of beats, the song is sending down cascades of warped grooves and sonic rapacity which swamp the senses. It is barely a few seconds before the squalling vocal grazing of Mathews is adding to the addictive animosity, but that too as the sounds around him, is part ferocity and part tenderising before he unveils a more composed and seductive enticement with a clean delivery which entwines with his abrasive roars.

There is a metal seeded aggression to the guitars and riffs within the song too, and a hardcore spillage across the vocals, their united tempest climbing rabidly all over the imagination. To that mix a predatory garage punk hostility drives the rhythms, though again everything comes with the devilish seduction that the band spawns all their songs from. Like a brawling maelstrom of Melvins, Cancer Bats, Queens of the Stone Age, and we still have to add but to a lesser degree Eighties Matchbox B-Line Disaster, the single is a ravenous and unrelenting furnace of corrosive rock ‘n’ roll enterprise, i.e. quite brilliant.

Line Me Up For The Firing Squad is released for digital download on 11th August through iTunes, Amazon, Spotify and all other online outlets.


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THE DROPPERS NECK ‘Second Coming’ debut album to be released on Monday 29th July.‏

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Rampant UK quintet drop their tantalising debut album ‘Second Coming’ to the nation on Monday 29th July 2013, available through all digital stores.
With glowing comparisons to the likes of Eighties Matchbox B-Line Disaster, Pulled Apart By Horses and QOTSA, The Dropper’s Neck spring from the traps with enticing hooks and riffs, darkly chaotic energy and raw intensity. The rising Southern noiseniks are quickly moving through the ranks, as they launch out of the underground and aim right for the jugular of the UK scene, loaded with their stunning new album ‘Second Coming’.
Born in and around Essex, The Dropper’s Neck were formed in the summer of 2011 and feature Lloyd Mathews on Lead Vocals, Chris Blake handling Lead Guitar, George Barrows serving up Rhythm Guitar, Danny Keene on Drums and Jack Turner steadying the ship on Bass Guitar. All five members have the same ambition and drive: to make loud, raw and noisy rock music that stands apart from that of other bands on the scene; they have certainly accomplished their goal.
The fast moving five-some soon began to attack their local scene by playing a cluster of successful support slots throughout the area, building a name for themselves by delivering a flurry of high energy live shows throughout London and the South. The gory rocksters continued to raise their stock with the national release of their debut EP during the early part of 2012, which garnered extensive praise and widespread underground recognition.
The band soon amassed enough solid material for a debut album and headed to the studio with esteemed producer Paul Tipler (Placebo, Idlewild & Eighties Matchbox B-Line Disaster) at the helm. The end result is the band’s debut album ‘Second Coming’ and it’s a real scorcher. From the unbridled garage punk texturing of the opening and album title track ‘Second Coming’, to the energetic groove of their forthcoming single ‘Darker Waters’, to the fantastically chaotic and aptly named ‘Abrasive’, right through to the climax closer ‘Save Me From Myself’, The Dropper’s Neck have sculptured an extremely striking debut album that boasts nine killer cuts of High Octane raucous rock merged with tinges of physcobilly punk; in doing so, they have fashioned a record brimming with raw power, force, and true potential.
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