Search for walls of sound performed on Thursday, 8th January 2009.
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Palo Alto return with this 3 song promo on Valentine Records but ultimately it's fairly flat and the year and a half away seems to have done little for the band's sound.
This five track EP from Glaswegian post rockers Mogwai is a more competent than enthralling release, which is of little surprise when there are no new tracks present.
You won't hear much like this on the Leeds Music Scene, nor I suspect on the national scene as Parisman have achieved a refreshing state where they're peddling a distinctive sound and not one carbon copied from artists of the current vogue.
Distophia play cool lo-fi indie with franticly fast guitars and pop melodies. Lots of distortion and effects muddle the sound a little, and whilst they're a small-compact-venue-sort-of-band, ideal for the Fenton, there are what-would-that-sound-like-at-the-Well moments.
I am Jack: Stockholm / Subside
Having only two tracks yet weighing in at nearly 14 minutes I am Jack are a DJ's worst nightmare. Short and sweet this band certainly aren't, but hey, you certainly get your money's worth.
Scary Kids Scaring Kids: The Only Medicine
They hail from Arizona, they scream a lot. And I have no doubt if you presented this single to my 4-year-old nephew it would probably scare him.
That Fucking Tank: Day Of Death by Bono Adrenaline Shot
Oh That Fucking Tank how I love you so, with your instrumental death disco music that makes my ears bleed while I dance away.
The Apes allegedly make music around drawings they make. If this is the case then I would love to see this art-form and would love to hear there reasoning behind introducing their Tapestry Mastery EP with a monologue of a robot receiving a parcel through the post and proceeding to put into his cassette recorder.
First of all this gig is criminally under attended, because all three bands are really good. Beards are a three piece who come on stage dressed head to toe in what look like nu-rave garden gnome outfits.
All My Friends Are Dead: Days Of Sleep
Falling somewhere between the orchestrated Icelandic experimental pop sound of Sigur Ros and the dynamics of the post-rock genre sits the Leeds based 5-piece All My Friends Are Dead.
Stars Of The Lid @ Holy Trinity Church
What better venue for an evening of ambient music that Holy Trinity Church? Though it may not have the best sound for a concert in Leeds I would doubt anybody's claim for a venue with better ambience.
It's not often bands can claim the hearts of their legendary idols without actually officially releasing anything.
As darkness falls all around the Headrow in Leeds City centre, most of the people on the streets are setting off to the trendy wine bars, the oversized clubs and most are incapable of stringing two words together.
I don't know what it is about Joseph's Well, but even after numerous visits, I still can never remember how to get there.
Instant Species: Meat Pie Argument
Instant Species have been on my musical horizon for a couple of years now. The presentation always looked professional and serious.
A band are generally on to a good thing if people leave the venue after their set in tears. OK, so sometimes a band might be just too damn scary and terrify young children into weeping.
Detwiije: Would You Rather Be Followed By Forty Ducks for the Rest of Your Life
God bless post rock bands and their inability to come up with short, precise titles. In the world of post rock, reviewers tend to miss the point, and label a band "the new" someone or other, or even worse than that, they simply grab a handful of random bands in the genre and apply their names to newer bands in order to give them a starting point as to what they're trying to do.
Galitza: Laugh Like A Horse EP
There's extra special value for punters with this new and completely delectable horse-themed (note abstract gee-gee cover-art) EP from the Wrath records stable.
The Twilight Sad: Fourteen Autumns & Fifteen Winters
Epic, intense, dramatic, cinematic... just a few words you might use to describe this Glasgow-based quartet's debut album.
Various Artists: No One Gets Out Alive
I don't profess to like metal or hardcore or any of that dark, hairy, sweaty stodge so I view this as an experiment.
Various Artists: Dance To The Radio: What We All Want
If you don't live, eat and breath it, the Leeds music landscape has almost been unfathomably applauded for the bands it produces and the nights that exist within its figurative walls in recent years.
Let's be honest and get everything out in the open. The whole of the Cockpit is here solely to hear and see "The Rat" in action, a blistering, demented, Ian Curtis joyride of a song which has been exploding everywhere without even a trace of hyperbole.
Ambient, alternative music is on the cards tonight in the ridiculous upstairs room of the Atrium. Peasman, aka.
It's 8pm and the Cockpit pit is already absolutely rammed. That's saying quite a lot considering there are only 2 bands on tonight, Idiot Pilot and The Seal Cub Clubbing Club.
Stiff Little Fingers @ Holmfirth Picturedrome
Stiff Little Fingers in Holmfirth? The sound of tinkling tea cups shattered by Belfast power chords? Mohicans mixing with the blue rinse brigade?
Guillemots: Through The Window Pane
If Guillemots could invite anyone, living or dead, over for a dinner party, the table would look something like this.
So I seem to be back at Royal Park Cellars again (seem to spending some time in here recently) Steve Kind warns me tonight is going to be loud - and it was!
The Music @ Roadhouse (Manchester)
Review featured with permission from www.manchestermusic.co.uk Not unlike the amount of feather boas and leopard print present for the Manic Street Preachers, or backwards caps for Limp Bizkit, the traditional demin clad bowlheads fill Manchester's Roadhouse for the most hyped band this year.
Vessels: White Fields and Open Devices
"You're going home in a Yorkshire ambiance!" Vessels are five young men with a grand, epic vision that resonates throughout their debut album "White Fields and Open Devices".
Everything is running late and A Destructive Issue aren't sure if they are soundchecking or actually on stage for real.
Well well, I was finally let into The Rocket venue after waiting for no one for an hour and a half. It was already starting to get sweaty with the amount of people in the smaller bar, and I was tired from the hardships of being a 6th Form student at a centre where nothing, and I mean nothing happens all day long.
If on a Saturday afternoon you're in Leeds, and near the Corn Exchange, there's a chance you'll be one of two things.
Us Anglophones seem reluctant to embrace le rock français. While we'll happily pose and mosh to Scandinavian garage, dance to French electronica and (reluctantly) acknowledge that our Gallic neighbours do the rap thing better than us, digging French boys with guitars appears to be a little beyond us us still.
When jumping, dancing and causing general musical mischief in the darkened venues of Leeds city centre, the rare spotted Steve Lamacq is a rare beast to sight indeed.
¡Forward, Russia! @ Joseph's Well
The worst kept secret gig in the history of music it may be, but whenever ¡Forward, Russia! are in town, there's no way the crowds aren't going to find a way into the venue in their droves and from the first moment to the last, Joseph's Well is absolutely rammed.
When I arrive at Blank Canvas the first band has already started. It's ¡Forward, Russia!, a band that I have heard glowing reports about but never seen.
It seems that everywhere you turn these days, someone is writing a review or on TV or maybe just down the pub declaring the excellence of the current Leeds music scene.
Tonight really didn't start well. After I'd encountered the frankly bizarre system of a 'paying guestlist' (?) we are told that due to technical difficulties, original support act Printed Circuit had to pull out, so enter Hood keys man Gareth Spencer and his side project The Unpleasants.
James Burkitt caught up with Gracie (vocals) and Mafro (guitar) of The Antix at The Elbow Room in Leeds
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?
The first band Giant Drag arrived on stage at around 8.30pm. The crowd were full of energy, evidently as 15 minutes beforehand they had been chanting away, clapping for the show to start and at one point actually stroking the security guards (they loved it and they know it).
The Leeds four piece explain why they've never felt a part of the Leeds scene, but still have the opportunity to make it big
Come And Smash Me (said the boy with the magic penis) @ Counting House (Pontefract)
So we're in Pontefract, it's Tuesday night. The venue... ye olde Counting House, where else? The proposed line-up: Come And Smash Me (Said The Boy With The Magic Penis), Samskara, and last up, Come And Smash Me...
Jamie Lidell @ Across The Tracks Festival 2006
Jamie Lidell is an absolute nutter. Appearing as a diamond geezer dressed in silken bathrobe with gold rope strung loosely, provocatively, around his torso, he headbangs and face-pulls like a schizo on strychnine whilst a masked figure with white wires and whiskers coming out its face lurks about setting up cameras and sending disturbingly delayed footage to the screen at the back before propping up a mannequin's dismembered hand (which is, nicely, impaled on a metal pole, just in case you weren't freaked enough) in front of Lidell's mad-scientist decks; then leaves it to turn, slowly, in a revolving, demented circle.
Before I start I'd just like to say that I've eaten the nicest tea I've had in ages tonight. It was a stir-fry.
No it's not the Onion Cellar, though you'd be excused for referencing that particular venue. However, the grass is, indeed, green(ish), unlike The New Roscoe's shiny brass which is busy reflecting the populating of here, and the faces of solitary guys, with an honest lustre, (that match-making call was a good one).
Lauren Strain caught up with Ali Whitton at Manchester's Dry Bar to look back on a busy 2005 for the songwriter, which included an appearance at Leeds Festival and saw the release of his "Kisses" and "Curses" EPs.
Leeds' local punk, emo and ska promoters Strikepunks put on a veritable banquet of emo hardcore deliciousness this Friday, as the Cardigan Arms played host to four hot new bands playing the circuit for nothing more than that which is the greatest love of all, that wonderful love of music...
The Sunshine Underground @ Faversham
Maybe it was the prospect of seven hundred ("Seven hundred??!") people squishing like marinaded sardines into the Faversham with such proximity that all sorts of potentially frisky things could happen; maybe it was the atmospheric buzz zipping about visibly like an electric-blue bolt of lightning over an array of extravagantly-varied haircuts; or maybe it was the range of world beers on offer but, whichever way, The Fourth Festival Of Nasty proved to be one stonking, stamping, stage-invading beast of an event with antlers Pan himself would have been proud of pronged firmly up its derrière.
One Bullet Left @ Snooty Fox (Wakefield)
The Snooty Fox in Wakefield is slightly different to the majority of pubs that you'll will have no doubt drank in.