Search for paced rock performed on Thursday, 8th January 2009.
paced rock
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Powerful, angular, mid paced post-hardcore 90's style.
Four Planes In Four Days provide a low-key start to the night, their mid-paced, dynamic rock gets a decent response from the small crowd, even though the dynamics of the music don't quite work in this small venue.
Over the years all-woman bands and rock haven't always gone well together. They've either been too poppy and flowery like the Bangles or they go over the top like L7, but almost always forgettable.
Northern Ireland's loss is Manchester's gain regards Jist, originating in the former and decamping to the latter.
Any band that has no drummer, but a 'keys/ beats' man must be kind of interesting, right? Well, Turnbull ACs certainly think so.
The tractor beam slow paced opening holds you just long enough for 'Slither' to explode into its main riff with some good old rock'n'roll "Hey"s before Scott Weiland's deep purr slithers atop of the bass and guitar's grunt.
Republic of Loose: This Is The Tomb Of The Juice
Sounding pretty similar to one of Josh Homme's myriad of side projects, Republic of Loose are actually closer to jazz/soul or Dr John-esque funk than dirty, scuzzy rock.
Pearl Jam @ Leeds Festival 2006
Whilst some bands over the weekend will be dwarfed by the enormity of the main stage Pearl Jam seem to fill it just by walking out on to it.
With the likes of Dumb 41 and Blink 18Poo cluttering the air waves with their supposed comical take on punk rock, I was initially worried about listening to a CD by a punk band who had previously released an EP titled "Moshy Peas." Thankfully "The Upper Crust" is a musical dictionary of the various types of punk that are available to the people of the world.
To be honest I've never seen Downfall before, never heard a single note played by this lot before, I've heard good things, don't get me wrong, but I've never been to a gig to see them play, call it laziness I guess...
Now and then The Strokes manage to churn out a half decent song. Imagine if the growling and grizzly vocals you usual get with a Strokes' song have been replaced with passion filled, high pitched wailings which run up and down the scales like a clinically obese anorexic.
Desert Monkey: Made Great By A Breeze
Starting off with the title track sounding like a rougher Kyuss with furious bluesy guitar riffage and fat drums, Desert Monkey are looking like quite the heads down, balls to the wall rock band.
We Start Fires: Caught Redhanded
Mathematics aside this is a valiant effort from this US grrrl-punk scene influenced quartet. Underneath the guitars and quirky 80s' keyboard effects of this album lies a fair dose of pop-punk fused with the daily trials and tribulations of your average young rock and roll girl.
This Town Needs Guns: And I'll Tell You For Why
The term "emotive rock" is normally enough to put the willies up even the most hardened genre hopper these days, the phrase conjuring up images of whiny American oiks churning out meaningless regurgitated clap-trap.
Funeral for a Friend: Roses for the Dead
The fact that you clicked on this link means you probably already know what to expect from these Welsh pop-hardcore champions, and with "Roses for the Dead" you'd be right on.
These guys truly are caught in the middle - between carefully de-glamourized Streets-style urbanism on the one hand, and tightly coiled guitar rock on the other.
Whole Sky Monitor: Just Let Me Talk To her
Whole Sky Monitor's biog describes them as "Northern existential kitchen sink dramatists" but as no-one has any idea (or cares) what that means, time to try listening to the music.
The aptly titled "EP One" is the first of 3 that will be released over the next twelve months from Brighton debutants Nothing.
This ambitious 15 track album provides glimpses of the song writing talent on offer, but the flat aesthetics of the overall finished sound leaves little lasting impact.
Three Children Of Fortune: Scarlet Fever
Despite sounding like an early-eighties kids cartoon a la Mysterious Cities of Gold, Three Children Of Fortune are in fact a post-rock trio from Medway who specialise in creating a "visceral, angry and abrasive take on British guitar music".
Anti-Flag are a 5-piece melodic punk band from Pennsylvania, USA. As their name suggests they are a band with some deep-rooted political ideals.
Being first on the bill is never an enviable task. This point is emphatically made by the demonstrative display from tonight's headliners Chikinki, replete with the most hyperactive and manic lead this side of Axl Rose and Wayne Coyne's illegitimate love child.
Malcolm Middleton: A Brighter Beat
Break and post break-up songs are great. Ask any disco fan. Or pop fan. Or country fan. Or folk fan...
The Innocent OJs: Keep Your Enemies Closer
As guilty as their namesake was, the Innocent OJ's are just as guilty of flagrantly flaunting their record collections in their music.
If someone asked me to name a decent band from Northern Ireland I would probably struggle. Ash are from around that area but they suck monkey nuts.
Dogged by guitar trouble throughout his set, The Lodger battles on with an aggressive guitar style juxtaposing nicely with the tuneful vocal melodies.
The Echo: Cast Those Stones EP
Come on now, another band with "THE" in the title. I received 4 cds this week to review and 3 of the bands were either called the somethings, the somebodies, or the so fucking whats.
Lowlife UK: Barstool Preaching
First and foremost it must be said that this is pure punk. Not modern day American, high pitched vocals, whining about your girlfriend while you're at the mall kind of punk but traditional old school British punk.
One obvious disadvantage of calling yourselves Breakthemould is that reviews of your recorded output are inevitably going to query whether or not you do actually "break the mould" in terms of pushing new musical boundaries.
Modeliste @ The Royal Oak (Halifax)
Live music returns to Halifax town centre with the launch of "The Dog House", a new band night upstairs at The Royal Oak pub.
Tonight sees another staple D.I.Y. gig at the Fenton, promoted by Pray For Hayden and showcasing three local bands talents alongside the Winchester based-Second Monday who have travelled up the M1 to see what all the fuss is about in our Musical Mecca of Leeds.
There's some really good talent here: in the playing, the singing and the songwriting. As Kingsley Amis said about some other very pleasing things, 'I'm clear on why I like them, thanks; but why do I like them so much?' The answer has to be a subtle intensity in Wilful Missing's often fragile-sounding songs written and sung by Sam Kipling, with a range of well-controlled instruments in the hands of guitarist Sam Lawrence and bass player Albert Freeman.
The Strokes: First Impressions Of Earth
Everyone knows how the rules of rock and roll go, especially those concerning albums and what happens when the first one you release becomes an instant classic.
Who is Imogen Heap? The place is certainly packed out with young, fashion conscious people, and there is a clear Perspex grand piano on stage.
I'm always suspicious of acts whose press releases seem overly keen to labour the point that their musical influences are made up of a diverse mix of seemingly irreconcilable bands and artists, as well as stressing the fact that their sound cannot be "pidgeonholed" in any way whatsoever.
Ahh, the rigour of That Fucking Tank's riff-ravaged post rock is quite a detachment from the banality of everyday life.
The Futureheads @ Brudenell Social Club
The Holy Terror are four impossibly fresh faced youngsters apparently raised solely on a diet of the Slits and Babes In Toyland.
Aces & Eights are one of the only recent bands who have not come directly from MySpace. Rather than relying on the support of their, admittedly, over 1000 "Friends" they've worked their way up through the grimy Leeds pubs to arrive, not quite signed and slightly tainted, at the Cockpit.
Various Artists: The Spills / Piskie Sits - split single
'Ghost of The Day' gets off to a shaky start, with front man Slater slurring his vocals over the sound of a single chord being plucked over and over again.
Storming out of Sweden are brother and sister combo Olof and Kristin Dreijer, aka The Knife. Unlike other famous brother and sister combos, the music isn't thrashy garage rock, nor is it arty punk pop.
Jesse Malin: Glitter In the Gutter
After owning 'The Heat' for some time now, I was really excited about the upcoming album from New York's Jesse Malin.
How healthy/unhealthy must British music and the Leeds scene be right now if Boy Kill Boy can barely half fill the Cockpit second room?
The evening kicks off with MOJO PIN, a young band who I have not heard before. I was suitably impressed for a first hearing (normally I prefer to hear bands at least once before I review them); although the vocals were a little soft in parts and definition to the words would be an asset, especially when announcing songs.
Crack In The Sun: Jim'll Fax It EP
Firstly I will say I am not a huge fan of new punk bands but somehow after seeing these guys live in some place in Northwich the other night the energy and humour onstage from these Mansfield lads compelled me to grab a hold of one of their free CDs which humorously had several cut-outs of Jim Bowen (one complete with a doll of Bully!) on the cover along with...
As readers will see from the by-line at the bottom, we are breaking our rule of not reviewing our own gigs.
Tonight's showcase at Josephs Well was in aid of Link Community Development to raise money for the Leeds University Hitch hike to Morocco.
Underground rock mega-haven, The Vine, looks bare and empty tonight. A smattering of people enjoy their overpriced drinks in relative silence.
The original line-up of this Collective AKA gig featured two more bands - the great J.R. from Doncaster (who play Jesus Lizard style rock) and the Informers from France, who last played Leeds 15 years ago with the Exploited!
Grannys4skin: Inventing The Pildo EP
With their abrasive, cartoonish vocals and shock-tactic lyrics, Grannys4Skin aren't going to be to everyone's taste.
Sweep The Leg Johnny @ Adelphi Hotel
I was really looking forward to this gig - I'd experienced 'Sweep' live before when we played an all-dayer with them in Wigan, so I knew the treat that was in store.
Towers Of London @ Joseph's Well
Oi, Arctic Monkeys fans, listen up! Whether you like it or not, we're gonna flood your marketplace with THIS!!
My day started off surreally, an early morning phone call from my old dear asking me if I've heard of a band from Sheffield, called Milburn?
After a week of assaulting the laser on my overworked CD player and my wife's ears through demo offerings from both these bands, I knew, before even walking through the Vine door this was going to be a fantastic showcase.
It was a brisk night, a cold night, a night that flirted with rain and hail showers. The Clue Machine - part bionic, part cybernetic, frivolously journalistic - suckled upon a cigarette in his car, digesting his prior investigation of the venue.
The Darkness: One Way Ticket To Hell And Back
Don't get me wrong, I wanted to like this record. Like most rock fans wanting a break from the whole "distorted guitars and vocals which sound like the Cookie Monster from Sesame Street" schtick of yer Slipknots and Papa Roaches in 2003, I thought The Darkness were a breath of fresh air - a group with their eyes shamelessly set on selling out Wembley five nights in a row rather than just staring at their feet and being happy to be anchored to the toilet circuit.
Something's not quite right. As we walk into the Cockpit, I'm forced to dash behind the nearest jukebox as I hear a haunting "Exterminaaaaate" from behind me.
Tonight is a very unusual night at the cockpit, for the first time ever I have seen tables and chairs set out in room 2.
'Fly Away,' the debut album from DIY punks Fandangle is a seamless, jazz-meets-punk fusion, and is unashamedly good fun.
four day Hombre @ Joseph's Well
I was looking forward to this gig as I knew pretty much nothing about goad and Leafeater and hadn't seen four day Hombre for almost 10 months.
A great concept for a night - no doubt. Let's drag some foreigners kicking and certainly screaming across those windy rain plagued hills separating the land and cram them into Leeds' "most intimate venue" to try and conquer a largely partisan audience, forced to miss the footie and demanding satisfaction.
Tonight may be billed as 'Forest of Sound Vs Gizeh Records', but the musically complementary and socially affable dynamic between the two rooms, and quite literal musical-chairs of collaboration going on in the Packhorse, negate any connotations of rivalry.