We invite you to immerse yourself in an album simultaneously anxious about and in awe of life.
London Palladium - April 1st 2016 The London Palladium seems too polite a venue for Primal Scream. Velvet seats, binoculars for a quid and £4.50 for...
We have an in-depth chat to Night Beats about their range of influences, how they write and pillow cakes.
The Coral have moved beyond that sound and the eccentricity of their lawless debut.
Devotion came easy for the Mary Chain tonight, and with good reason.
In a cramped and clustered space, a rapt audience is treated to a volcanic outpouring of rock n roll
Overflowing with riffs and beautifully synchronised harmonies, Telegram make us earn their admiration on a night of exemplary rock n’ roll.
Grasque will slither into cafes with board games rather than carve a unique identity in the creative margins.
Judging by the reaction he elicits between songs, Tom Murray is nothing less than local royalty.
Enemies of guitar music eager to see its demise were assisted massively by tonight’s celebration of tedium.
Lusts’ greatest triumph is the successful conversion of the ethereal harmonies that decorated the album onto stage.
Bursting out of Leicester in a shower of squall drenched reverb, Lusts are an amalgamation of every different indie cornerstone from the past thirty years