WHORES. – Gold

If the production on this was some form of mineral, it would be a mudslide; a cruel, filthy, flow that never lets up until everything is submerged in grime. The guitars let off an ear-squealing hiss of disdain throughout the 35 minute running time of Gold, whilst the bass rumbles and belches thick, slabs of mulch and the drumming is a tribal hammering of bloodied determination.

Holy Fuck – Congrats

What drives Holy Fuck? Pure rhythm, hammered out at chest-caving speed. There are moments on Congrats where Holy Fuck do sound as if they’re dragging music from the same realm Adebisi Shank acquired their inspiration and zealous, technicolour radiation of future-space-rock.

HEADS. DOING. A. UK. TOUR.

Purveyors of uncomfortable, scraping noise-rock that could melt through walls; Germany-meets-Australia’s HEADS. are to return to the UK later on this month for a few shows, which is nice. Catch them at these venues creeping you out with their crunchy, face-clawing riffs.

Graf Orlock – Crime Traveler

Stretched taunt over a 31 minute running time, Graf Orlock, brutalize and pulverise their instruments through an apocalyptic barrage of seething grind. They also reference tons and tons of other films as well (Arnie gets some terrific shout-outs) nothing is safe and neither are you from the Orlock attack.

UXO – UXO

UXO is a project formed by Steve Austin of metal/noise/haters of everything, Today is the Day and Chris Spencer of Wreck-merchants, Unsane with the help of bassist Aarne Victorine and drummer Patrick Kennedy (who jammed with Austin in the band Taipan). UXO isn’t a comfortable listen by any means – it twitches and snaps like a hair-trigger temper on an unpredictable mob Capo.

Polonium – Seraphim

When reading the song titles on Seraphim, you can tell there’s a serious amount of dissatisfaction and boiling anger present within Polonium. This is a very good thing. Before The Austerity Program infected the world with their cynicism, guitarist Justin Foley, bassist Thad Calabrese and a drum machine existed as the entity known as Polonium.

Workin’ Man Noise Unit – Play Loud

With the kind of mystic aura that would take out a herd of Tyrannosaurus Rex’s just by lifting one armpit and uttering an almighty belch, Workin’ Man Noise Unit are a stagnant, crunching unit of topless, maddening energy and scene-bating destruction.

False Flags – Hexmachine

Crawling from the smoking wreckage of several other bands (Red Stars Parade, Whores, Whores, Whores and Year of the Man) 4 individuals haul themselves up, patting out the last embers of stray fire and brushing off the coating of dust debris. False Flags have arrived and they hit hard.

HEADS. – A Mural Is Worth A Thousand Words

I wrote a bit about HEADS. and their debauched bitterness and scathing mangled noise in this very review. So, why am I talking about them again? Well, they’ve gone and made a music video haven’t they; for A Mural is Worth a Thousand Words, the first track from their debut self-titled record.

METZ – II

The kind of punishment drummer Hayden Menzies inflicts on his poor kit makes you wonder if he’s got some boiling hatred burning inside for his particular piece of percussion. You see, on METZ’s first album, cunningly titled METZ, he is the frontman of the band – or rather, his drum kit is – thumping out a barbaric and unrelenting cacophony from start to finish.