Search for uncanny resemblance performed on Thursday, 8th January 2009.
uncanny resemblance
We found the term uncanny resemblance in 13 articles.
Having never heard of the band Zurich I didn't know what to expect, but even with quite a cool metropolitan name I didn't really feel this record from the off.
The Dave Bakewell Plot feature a singing guitarist who bears an uncanny resemblance to the lad on the back of the Flaming Lips "Clouds Taste Metallic" LP.
Jon Doe's: For Emergency Use Only
Having been around since 1998 it is hoped that Jon Doe's would now be at ease with their craft enough to have overcome all those painful mistakes synonymous with any bands early days.
Shadow of Memories: Too Much Within
Darkly epic melodious doom-metal from the rock metropolis of Headingley, Shadow of Memories latest audio instalment is the two-track EP "Too Much Within".
Fallen is Vib Gyor's first ever single coming via their temporary record deal with Too Nice Recordings.
As the stereo gobbles up its latest shiny donut of musical nourishment, I have to stop it mid-bite to check I've put the right CD in - the resemblance of Protein Shake's opening riff to the chorus of 'Fire' by the Jimi Hendrix Experience is uncanny.
After appearing on a Maida Vale session for BBC Radio 1 earlier in the year and completing a hectic national tour schedule, I think it would be safe to assume that This Et Al are a band clearly going places.
Canada seems to be producing some great bands of late with many beginning to enjoy worldwide acclaim, perhaps it's time The Dears got a piece of the action?
On paper this was an impressive showcase line-up of cross-Yorkshire talent tonight courtesy of Sandman magazine.
The Sunshine Underground @ Cargo (London)
Cargo, home of the Shoreditch Twat, overpriced chips, and bad service. However, tonight the service provided by The Sunshine Underground is - unlike the London Underground - First Class.
Girls are in vogue this evening at Wired, a new monthly night at The Fenton imported all the way from that other big city at the eastern end of the M62.
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.
Impossibly big-mouthed Richard Archer of chart-hugging Staines chancers Hard-Fi props the bar up and gazes amenably into the eyes of his young paramour, trying hard not to notice being noticed and no doubt savouring the relaxed Thursday night vibrations and eclectic vinyl selections of the Chicken Shack DJs.