What do you get when you combine Theo, ex-guitarist of Chronicles of Adam West, and Calvin - the only guitarist to ever fill-in for Rolo Tomassi? Not only the most tech, ridiculous thing ever, but also perhaps what Dillinger Escape Plan should have done 5 years after Calculating Infinity
Bloody Panda was birthed in the cold sub-chambers of grim New York City in 2003 A.D. A thirst for new musical perversions besieged guitarist/firebreather Rothenberger and 4-string undulationist Camphire and the Doom Gods answered by bestowing upon them the Archpriestess of Doom, Yoshiko OHara. Vokillist OHaras demo (Spiral) became the basis for early musical collaboration. Songs were composed strictly on the last day of the Earths existence, and high peaks of scorn were exhibited thusly. Keymaster/Necromancer Black McDowell further fortified the project and the undying funeral that is Bloody Panda was hence born. Battleskins are being provided by Dan Weiss, renowned tabla and drum master of depths unknown.
Whilst initially drawing upon a sonic palette familiar to fans of Don Caballero, Russian Circles and Battles, Brontide have slowly yet confidently evolved into very much their own beast. Clearly still instrumental rock at its base, Brontide now incorporate R'n'B loops, pop and cinematic melodies and have truly established themselves as something unique.
Cinematic hardcore tuned to drop HELL on downers. Slow, thick and sludgy, BWP are like a suffocating black tar or a steamroller hellbent on a slow march to hades. Beneath it all shards of strewn melodies and refrains drag you even further into this bands HEAVY FUCKING SHIT.
Calm The Fire are D-Beat hardcore from Poland, the band will be touring throughout Poland with Full Of Hell in October 2012. Fans of Hammers, Cursed, Burning Love, Throats et al will find much to love here. This is a band clearly hitting a considerable stride at the right time.
With an album released on BSM in '04 and some chaotic live performances, Chariots proved that a British band could have a pretty impressive take on the emo violence genre. Comparisons with Orchid and Pg.99 might come close but never really explained what was special about the Watford mob, who momentarily disbanded just as more hearts were won to the cause. A temporary reformation, with a new line up, has produced their swansong. With 'The Inner Life' EP, Chariots have produced the farewell record which has redefined their boundaries once again, and makes their demise all the more sad. Taking any of the genre names which may have been associated with Chariots before to another plane altogether, their sound remains crushing and intense whilst taking in a far wider scope, involving atmospheric instrumental interludes and post-rock passages which combine with something altogether more heavy, beautiful and sinister. Fans of anything from Envy and Yaphet Kotto to Shikari and His Hero is Gone should take note. Don't be too late again.
Chronicles of Adam West are adamant they are not a grind band. So whatever you feel like calling them, be it tech-death-avant-rock-metal, just make sure it's not grind. Despite having only been together a relatively short amount of time, COAW have managed to forge a name for themselves as purveyors of relentless tech-metal with death-tinges, which crosses over to lands normally inhabited by something far more experimental or even prog. Comparisons with the likes of Meshuggah, Psyopus and co may seem fair but only hint at what this band are capable of, as anyone who's a fan of other genre-bending UK bands such as Rolo Tomassi and even The Murder Of will find something in COAW they can enjoy.
Formed in 2003, Coliseum have spent the last decade perfecting their unique Southern American, gothic, punk-rock. "Sister Faith" is the band's first full length after their highly praised "House With A Curse" (2011). They couldn't be more on point with their self-appointed title, "Black Magic Punks".
Conan are as heavy as interplanetary thunder amplified through the roaring black hole anus of Azathoth. A three piece, in the grand tradition of many amazing fabulous three pieces that hold a tight line and an iron-grip command over the uber-synchronised chord changes and tempo-shifts of the holy trio of bass, drums and guitar. Two men have the task of vocalising wretched thoughts over the turgid weight of Conan. They bear it well, for the task is immense. Collectively their plans are clear: they seek nothing less than the crushing of a million skulls. Hear the roar of battle. Smell the stench of split blood. A thousand heads piled high like a grim mound of suffering- a blasphemy to nature. Hail Conan!
Crocus are amazing on so many levels. I first met them in a shit pub in Chalk Farm and one of their friends got stabbed outside the pub that night. I'm not lying. They then turned in a performance equally as visceral to ten people. I'm not lying. Some time later, after european tours, a tour with Maths and Throats, a million other tours and some more tours Crocus arrive at Offset Festival, play first in the hardcore tent, have a crowd eating out of their hands and completely rip shit-the-fuck-up. Deal sealed. These guys have worked so hard in the last 18 months or so its untrue. Constantly gigging, they have turned into such a honed machine, and with the band based in Cornwall they automatically have 3 extra hours to drive compared to most bands. Intense. With an EP already under their belts on the wonderful We Heart Records the band truly hit their stride with their recent split cd with Lavotchkin. If you are new to Crocus - this is classic ripping screamo with added As The Sun Sets/Me And Him Call It Us noise inflictions and almost funky basslines. It works, its awesome, no one sounds like them. Crocus are DIY as fuck without the pretension or attitude. If you want a band to look up to in work ethic and attitude, this is the one. This is about as heartfelt and passionate as it gets, and these dudes are genuine, lovely, hardworking and they know how to get crunk and bring it (the partay). Holy Roar will be releasing the debut album from Crocus at some point in 2010. There's no strict timeframe, but when it drops, expect the band to take everything they have learnt live and on record so far and smash it up a few levels. Of course they will tour relentless on top of this. To say we are a bit excited is an understatement.
Crossbreaker are a contemporary metallic hardcore/punk band from South Wales. Formed late 2009 and not afraid to smash through the glass ceiling, they lace an unrelenting, dirt-clad heaviness with a edge of subtle melody, producing a disdainful come melancholic twist on the sounds of modern day hardcore. It’s pissed off, it’s visceral, it’s miserable as sin and it’s heavy as fuck
Cutting Pink With Knives inject a variety of influences from 80s rock, hip-hop, pop and dance music to arrive at a sound that is undeniably their own. Unquestionably pop, enviably concise, Cutting Pink With Knives lodge themselves deep within your cranium without wasting a single second.
Daggers hails from Brussels with a sound akin all the best, most tonally satisfying parts of Breach, November Coming Fire and Bastions - Daggers deliver an almost retro sounding rock'n'roll played through a dirty modern hardcore context. A dark and uncompromising sound. A marriage made in hell.
Hailing from Glasgow, Dananananaykroyd is the sound of Black Flag listening to far too much awesome indie-pop. Or, if the band is to be believed, the sound of self-proclaimed 'fight-pop'. Regardless - this six-piece, that incorporates 2 drummers into their line-up, produce songs that are as catchy as anything on Domino, yet as gritty as anything on SST in its prime.
Having sharpened their teeth with ‘The Sixth Day’ 7” ep as well as other minor self-releases, and countless live shows, Desolated have finally arrived with their debut album ‘Verse of Judas’ on Holy Roar. For the many uninitiated, Desolated play a contradictory style of hardcore – downtuned, low and slow – yet urgent, antagonistic and violent. Concentrated yet expansive. Artistic and thoughtful,yet blunt, angry and despondent.
Dreamboats are the dark horse of the gang. They don’t talk much and aren’t seen in public much either. All we know about them is that they possess a rock’n’roll heart that reminds us of the early days of Every Time I Die (before that band tried to become a pile of shit pop) crossed with a calmer, darker, more reflective screamo/art-rock heart a la Antioch Arrow. Then there’s the fact that vocalist Ben still possesses one of the most versatile, powerful and interesting rock voices around.
Easy Hips are the pure definition of Brighton tykes. Starting out just to get naked at house parties and make horrible messy screamo inspired by the Blood Brothers and The Murder of Rosa Luxemburg, this band found their feet when they realized that riffs were more important than appearing in Uni-Qlo adverts. They now take the best bits of those late-nineties/early noughties bands that had wobbly knees and bendy legs and malnutrition, and bend it into new shapes that encompass riffs that will stay in your head for days, if not ripping it straight off.