Monday, 19 December 2011

Dead End Liars – ‘Monarch’ Single Review

So the wait is over. After what feels like months of mysterious status updates and tantalising iphone video clips, Colchester two piece Dead End Liars have finally released debut single Monarch via their new website www.deadendliars.co.uk.  Rising from the ashes of Sign or Die favourites Flares, Danny Gaisford (bass and vox) and Scott Clarke (drums) have reunited for another assault on the Colchester scene, stripping their sound back to the primal rhythmic simplicity of acoustic drums and distorted bass. And although they’re missing the third arm of the Flares arsenal, you’ll be pleased to hear that Monarch delivers the same raw, catchy energy that made their previous form such a live favourite.

Monarch opens with a glassy hats beat and mind churning bass riff before hunkering down into a hefty, marching verse. The sense of outsider alienation in the chorus lyrics ‘For Queen and country, who said that? We’re on our own now, so watch our backs’ hints at an intriguing anarchic spirit, and sounds as sincere as you’ll get when delivered in Danny’s colloquial, almost nonchalant twang. The final chorus kicks you in the face with meaty, no flab drumming (not a moment is wasted on unnecessary breaks or flashy fills) before a return to the opening bass riff, which closes out the track.

Dead End Liars will be making their first live appearance at The Judge & Jury, Colchester on Thursday 2nd February 2012. If you’re into no frills, no fuss rock and roll, then these guys will be right up your street. Marrying the chaotic fuzz zeal of notorious two piece Death From Above 1979 with a very English Britpop sensibility, DEL are sure to capture the collective imagination. And if Monarch is anything to go by, then the duo’s debut EP will be as eagerly anticipated as their return to the scene.




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Sunday, 18 December 2011

The Suggested



Now I don’t know how much skanking goes on in the pubs and bars of Colchester on your average weekend, but unless there’s been an overnight ska/two tone revival in Britain’s oldest town, I would imagine the answer is ‘not nearly enough.’ But a resurgence could well be on the cards, especially with the likes of local four piece The Suggested bashing out their boisterous skunkalongs to anyone foolish enough to get within spitting distance. And there’s absolutely nothing wrong with harking back to an image or style that was born out of genuine youthful rebellion, especially with the current smog of monotonous metalcore and pop punk pomposity that seems to be settling over some important towns and venues.


 A story to be told, an acoustic-based band love in that tells of bonds forged from heavy nights, late night practice sessions, and chaotic live performances, will have you dusting off your Fred Perry polo shirt and buffing up your Doc Martens, ready for the skanking to begin. The sense of nostalgia fuelled by tales of drinking, smoking, fighting, and generally having a good time, speaks to anyone who has ever attended a raucous teenage house party-come-impromptu gig, and you can’t help feeling that this track could be the perfect accompaniment to a This is England style montage. Luke Fisher’s distinctive, blokey snarl sounds even better on Conceited, a third wave ska track that features a strutting verse bassline and Americana style chorus (complete with mob backing vocals). Things get a bit mental in the middle eight, before the hooky sing-along chorus comes back in, accompanied by some horns that follow the melody through to the end.


Hats off to these guys for being true to a style that they clearly love, even if it may seem a little dated in the context of the current scene. There’s plenty of room in Colchester for bands with a solid identity, and given their fondness for an energetic live performance, I’m sure The Suggested will get their boot in the door at the first opportunity. Get ready for some old school skanking.


The Suggested play The Soundhouse at The Bull, Colchester on 30th December.


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Wednesday, 16 November 2011

Ice Breaker Promotions 1st Birthday Party - Colchester Institute 11/11/11

Colchester-based promoters Ice Breaker promotions celebrated their first birthday in style on Friday with cake, party hats, and performances from some of the town's best young acts. Founders Jack Jordon and Gary Hill have put on some great live shows at numerous Colchester venues over the past year, and their hard work and dedication was rewarded on the night with sets from acoustic guitarist Alex Gordon, pop punk delinquents Forever After, scene new boys Lamplight Hideouts, and Ice Breaker favourites Never Ending Lights.
 


Softly spoken singer-songwriter Alex Gordon kicked things off on the night with a set of popular covers reworked to suit his clever acoustic approach. With his pint-sized travel guitar, tender vocal tone, boyish good looks, and witty self-deprecation, Alex has everything he needs to make a female audience go weak at the knees. Opening with songs by Paolo Nutini, Jason Mraz, and Bruno Mars, it was soon clear that there's plenty of substance to match the solo artist's style. Stretching his considerable vocal range on Bruno Mar's Beautiful Girls, Alex reached even the highest notes without stalling the song's momentum, creating the kind of chilled out summer beach vibe that brought a smile to several faces despite the November chill outside the auditorium. Nizlopi's JCB song was specifically requested by the Ice Breaker guys, and it was easy to see why when Alex got the crowd involved during the midsection sing-along. But it was on the stripped back reinterpretation of Jamiroquai’s Virtual Insanity that his voice seemed most at home, rising and falling with the undulating melody and showing considerable poise and control throughout. An Ed Sheeran cover allowed Alex to showcase the versatility of his voice, as he handled the transitions between the spoken word rap sections and the clean melodies with ease, upping the ante for the bands that followed.

Alex Gordon
Forever After, the first band to follow Alex on the night, might be better known to some in the Colchester area as Abusing Mary Jane. The four-piece, consisting of front man Dom Littler, lead guitarist Tom Lonton, bass player Harry Stokley, and drummer Craig McQueen, have made a decent impression on the live circuit over the past three years under their previous moniker, but are intent on a new musical direction to accompany the name change. Fans of AMJ will be relieved to hear that the band’s pop punk swagger hasn’t suffered; Dom’s casual petulance and offbeat vocal phrasing maintains the youthful exuberance of the band’s older songs, without stunting the ambition of the new material. Harry contributed an assortment of rhythms and solid backing vocals throughout the set, while the mutual energy between Dom and drummer Craig provided a focal point at the centre of the stage, proving particularly effective on Red and White (with its broken verse beat and powerful chorus) and Lights, a track that fuses a slap bass funk feel with a driving, hard rock pulse, all within a loud/quiet dynamic. Lead guitarist Tom adds clever touches with classic/acid rock licks like the one that plays out old AMJ track Five Past Midnight, while final track The Answer picked up the pace with its huge feel good Americana chorus and clever verse groove. Dom is given the chance to shine in the track’s final chorus, again touching upon his potential (in the same spirit as bands such as Blink 182) to speak for the experiences and alienation of an adolescent audience.

Forever After

Next up was the night’s most underrated band, Lamplight Hideouts. The three-piece; Billy Muldoon (guitar/vocals), Sam Keyes (bass/vocals), and Louis Day (drums/vocals), take their name from a line in a Gaslight Anthem song, and were a bit of an unknown quantity before they took to the stage. There were few in the audience who could forget their performance after a furious eight song set that mixed original tracks with some of the band’s favourite covers. Lamplight Hideouts play foot stomping, no-nonsense rock, complete with low slung guitars and hard-hitting drums, and their covers of The Gaslight Anthem’s 1930 and Misfits’ Saturday Night were full of punk fury, uplifting sing-along choruses, and repetitive strain injury (mainly for bass player Sam, whose head banging was getting more and more vigorous as the set went on). The band sounded great live, going for a ‘fuller’ sound with solid chord structures instead of overcomplicating things beyond the means of their three parts. Drummer Louis adds an original touch to his quick (but powerful) beats with a quirky use of the bell of his ride cymbal, which chimed every now and then, signalling breaks such as those in the original track 1944. The crazy faces he pulls throughout the set are worth the admission price alone, though so was final track Emily, which rang out through the auditorium with Billy’s chugging guitar and soaring chorus vocals. They might not hit every note and their originals might not scream ‘cutting edge’ or ‘innovation’, but there’s no doubt that the Colchester scene could do with more bands like Lamplight Hideouts.

Lamplight Hideouts


It turned out to be a difficult night for headliners Never Ending Lights, who have recently released their debut EP Kings With No Crowns. The band were without bass player Rob Brown for the evening, and his absence became more apparent when lead guitarist Ash White suffered some unfortunate technical difficulties. Vocalist Dan Brady was also suffering from illness, making the performance an intimidating prospect for the band, especially considering the strong showings that had preceded them. Despite the issues beyond their control, the four remaining members played through a full set, with Dan and Ash in particular doing their best to make up for these handicaps by putting everything into the vocals and lead guitar parts on opener Broken Apathy and older track When the Moon Divorced the Sky (probably the best song of the set). A rock version of Kesha track Tik Tok dragged the energy levels up a notch with a clever change of pace in the chorus, and the crunchy, distorted guitars and heavy, primitive drumming (courtesy of Jack Hudson and Adam Harrison respectively) on Growing Patiently really brought out the best in NEL’s sound. The same can be said of Fragile Fingers, which features a fantastic lead outro even if it does lack Ash’s backing vocals (which give Growing Patiently some real depth). NEL finished up with new track Kings with No Crowns, which perhaps sums up how they felt about headlining the event.


Anyone with an interest in local live music should get along to an Ice Breaker event and support the young bands on show. If Jack and Gary continue to improve and expand, then next year’s Ice Breaker birthday is sure to be an even bigger success.
 

Saturday, 5 November 2011

False-Heads and Osmium Guillotine EP Reviews

They say that imitation is the most sincere form of flattery. When applied to unsigned rock and metal music, this statement could easily be mistaken as a crude attempt to rip-off your idols, instead of re-imagining their work. But just how far can you allow yourself to be influenced by a popular band or artist before you get labelled as rip-off merchants? This past week I’ve been listening to False-Heads and Osmium Guillotine, two bands whose influences shine through in their own original songs. But are they merely lacking inspiration of their own? And can their EPs be seen as anything other than tributes to those that they admire?
False-Heads are a gloom-embracing three-piece who fly in the face of current unsigned trends, keeping recordings stripped back and lo-fi, with squealing guitars and mumblecore vocals. The band’s debut EP ‘Animation Draining Needles’ (a name they may or may not have known would yield Google results such as ‘How to Lance a Boil’) has a raw honesty that few young bands are able to express on record, and while the tracks may lack polish and precision, they buzz with an unpredictability that can only be born out of playing from the heart.
The art rock tone and resonance of early grunge icons Sonic Youth catches the ear on Guards Of The Stairs, while the chunky bass line and distorted guitars of Without A Doubt scream allegiance to the Kings of Seattle. A cynic might suggest that this sound is carefully constructed; pouncing upon the lull in no-nonsense guitar bands before the trend inevitably reforms itself and thrusts a new wave of despondent anti-heroes into the spotlight once again.
But False-Heads are not playing to anyone else’s tune, as the EP’s two bonus tracks Old Cartoons and Feed the News prove. Neither song would necessarily sit well with the band’s demographic (due to their laidback nature), though in the current social climate it would be hard not to identify with sceptical musings such as ‘You don’t need to cry to show how you feel. Misconceptions are boring, You went back on our deal’. Lead singer Luke Griffiths’ deadpan delivery allows the loud/quiet dynamics to come to the fore across all the tracks, complimenting the distorted dissonance of Without A Doubt and lending the pop melody of Where Is Your Man? a wistful innocence.


There is nothing innocent about Osmium Guillotine. Stalker! (the first track from the band’s new EP ‘Into the Battle’) opens with a thunderstorm sample (a la Slayer) before launching into a barrel-chested riff that stomps to the destructive beat of a medieval horde like that depicted on the EP’s front cover (painted by guitarist Lance Steele-clearly a man of many talents). The troops take the battle to the listener, upping the tempo and bursting into a punk offensive that cuts through beneath the growl of bass player/lead vocalist Elijah Kindon.


Second track Evil Beyond Evil gallops along to the primitive thud of James Balcombe’s drums, leading you down deeper and deeper into the lair of the creature that feasts on mortal flesh and human souls. Despite Elijah’s menacing tone there is a playful humour to these lyrics that comes through in the band’s live performances (a skull adorns the headstock of Elijah’s bass like a battleground trophy), suggesting that they are well aware of the excess of their idols but just can’t resist the urge to have a go themselves. The skill of duelling guitarists Lance and Pete Keliris comes through in the middle section, where they get the space to solo in call and return fashion as the relentless rhythm chugs alongside.


Death From Above is an anti-war song cut from the cloth of Sabbath and Metallica, rallying against the mindless destruction and political corruption of modern warfare. There is a sense of narrative cohesion with Wasteland Warriors (the track that follows), which warns of the savagery and destitution that would ensue in the wake of a nuclear war one hundred years into the future. The EP’s original tracks are rounded off well by Into the Battle, a rousing anthem fit for only the most raucous of ale-fuelled Viking/Saxon feasts. The full EP features no less than seven bonus tracks; two covers (ZZ Top’s Sharp Dressed Man and Anti-Nowhere League’s So What?) and the five original tracks performed live at the Surface Festival in London.
False-Heads and Osmium Guillotine are two very different bands paying allegiance to two very different styles of music. What unites them is their ability to acknowledge their influences without impersonating them, which is surely the aim of all aspiring musicians. The majority of signed rock and metal bands are popular because their music is admired and appreciated, so why not aspire to that level of song writing? Music fans know what they like, and there are sure to be plenty out there who appreciate and enjoy what both of these bands have to offer.



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Sunday, 16 October 2011

The Ends ‘Talk Of The South’ EP Review




When a band has the ability to capture a feeling or moment in time through their music, it is a special thing indeed. The Ends are a four piece from Canvey, Essex who are able to do just that. The band have just released their new EP ‘Talk Of The South’, a candid snapshot of life in and around the Essex delta as seen through the band’s own unique lens. Recorded, mixed and mastered exclusively by the band, ‘Talk Of The South’ looks to build on the reputation they earned themselves with 2010’s daring but accessible ‘No One Else’ and the string of notable live performances that followed.

The EP opens with a seaside sample that every listener will recognise. Waves break on a grimy beach as the mechanical call of an amusement arcade entices those young and old into frittering away their hoarded shrapnel. And then the riff of ‘Talk of the South’ kicks in, spoiling your cockles and melting your Mr Whippy with jarring guitar accents and lead singer Michael Darrah’s dastardly vocals. James Clarke’s lead guitar solo sings of the glory days of Britpop before a series of incomprehensible utterances from Darrah lead us back into the lyrically blunt (but effective) final chorus.

Second track ‘You Write the Hits (I Write the B-Sides)’ offers an earnest glimpse at a band’s song writing process, cheekily hinting at the tension caused by two creative sparks within the same group (although on the evidence of the individual performances across all five tracks, it wouldn’t surprise us if all four members had each contributed a song to the EP). The main riff and rhythm are considerably heavier in comparison to much of the EP, and the chaos of the extended outro is a nod towards the band’s older, less subtle material.

‘Circe ’45’ is a bold inclusion at the halfway point. Running the risk of alienating hyperactive teens and trendy scene kids by curtailing the EP’s momentum at such a vital stage, The Ends have gone with their hearts on this one, taking the view that if it sounds good, then why not include it. There beats the pulse of a genuine heart beneath the playful appearance of this track, with James Clarke’s solo again taking pride of place. Although you tend to find yourself waiting for the sudden appearance of a trademark tempo-changing riff, ‘Circa ’45’ would fit perfectly into a live set as either a subdued opener or calming interlude.

Darrah’s narrative voice really comes to life on ‘In Another Town’. His mournful, colloquial drawl gives the track a believable context without getting lost in self-indulgent morbidity. Everyone can relate to the hostility of a night out in a different town, although with lyrics such as ‘Jackie Jones was all skin and bones when Lucy found her dead’, this track cuts far deeper than it may seem on first appearance. The backing vocals add to the eerie, sparse mood, with Liam Davies’ bass taking centre stage in the verses. There is an intriguing mini-break that screams Chili Peppers, before Darrah is left to finish things with a poignant soliloquy.

Final track ‘Sunshine’ channels the frenetic quirkiness of Canvey legends Dr. Feelgood with an insanely catchy riff and an offbeat hats groove courtesy of drummer Joe Blamey. The track stutters a little in the midsection but is soon brought home with a return to the dominant riff, which is followed by a clever bounce-along outro that is sure to bring safety conscious venue managers to tears.

‘Talk Of The South’ has an exciting feel about it. Retaining the raw appeal of ‘No One Else’ but reflecting a more refined approach to song craft, The Ends have come up with an EP that could take them to the next level, one that will hopefully involve signing a contract. Their songs make sense in a post-Arctic Monkeys era, where their experimental curiosity translates into an affable boisterousness that will appeal to the majority of music lovers. I only hope we don’t have to wait too long for their next release.

Wednesday, 28 September 2011

Worn Down and Ichi and the Triggerfingers Live Review: Pat Molloy’s Colchester, 21/9/11.



Icebreaker promotions hosted two very different acoustic-based acts at Pat Molloy’s on Wednesday night.

Up first was Worn Down, a guy/girl acoustic duo who played through a set of warm, pensive original tracks in support of their debut EP ‘Get Out While You Can.’ Alex Wastnidge (guitar, harmonica, and vocals) and Becci Higgs (vocals) share a real sincerity in their performance, as Alex’s vocal energy drives the songs with an urgency that you wouldn’t normally associate with acoustic acts. Harmonies are well executed and not overdone, giving choruses an intensity that will endear the duo to most audiences who see their live performances in the relaxed environment of a local pub or outdoor summer festival. This is music to enjoy with a few drinks, and in the company of good friends, and it was little surprise to see several tables inside Pat Molloy’s doing just that.

EP opener ‘Monument’ has an Arcade Fire feel about it, with Alex’s passionate delivery leaving the audience in no doubt that the focus/subject of his lyrics is coming from a genuine place. Clever orchestration ties the vocal harmonies to Alex’s chord changes, and the introduction of the harmonica halfway through the track really lifts the mood into the final third. ‘Runaways’ is another memorable track, fusing a melancholy guitar rhythm with Becci’s understated but emotive vocal. There is a potential sing-along section at the middle eight, which could easily become a sway-along towards the end of a set, making this track an ideal closer for any folk-pop band with Worn Down’s potential.


Next up were the deceptively original Ichi and the Triggerfingers. A common complaint in any ‘scene’ town like Colchester is that the majority of bands from that area will eventually develop a similar sound and image to fit in with said ‘scene’. That statement couldn’t be further from the truth when it comes to Ichi and the Triggerfingers, and if it is ‘different’ that you’re after then look no further. Armed with a keyboard, classical guitar, double bass, Cajon (and other percussion), these three guys rapped and bopped their way through half a dozen or so hip hop classics, even throwing in one of their own grooved-fuelled gems for good measure.

What’s clear from the very first line of their first song (ODB’s ‘Got Your Money’) is that these guys have an infectious sense of fun. Carl Denham raps his way through an entire notebook’s worth of explicit, misogynistic lyrics in a typically deadpan, white boy fashion, no doubt enraging a minority but charming the majority. Percussionist Will’s Cajon really comes into play on Slick Rick’s track ‘Children’s Story’, as Carl urges the audience to Google an image of the rapper in order to check out his diamond encrusted eye patch. Joe provides backing vocals on Gorillaz’s ‘Clint Eastwood’ and a mischievous enthusiasm throughout the rest of the set, at times resembling a fairground organ grinder luring unsuspecting punters with his seemingly normal, inoffensive keys setup.

But a note of caution for any that might view Ichi as nothing more than a couple of novelty chancers. These guys can play. Carl switches between classical guitar and double bass while Will gets the most out of his limited percussion, beefing the songs up with classic hip hop bass/snare beats. Track number four is an original with a real groove and crazy instrumental section, allowing Carl to show off his obvious musical ability as he skips up and down the neck of the double bass before producing a bow for the notorious gangsta intro to closing track ‘The Next Episode’ (Dr Dre).

Towards the end Carl thanks the audience and venue for not beating or barring himself and his band mates, and Ichi will probably count themselves lucky with every gig that they leave unscathed. They are certainly not everybody’s cup of tea (or pimp juice, as the case may be) but I have yet to see a band perform such an entertaining satirical homage, let alone one dedicated to the pioneers of ‘gangsta’ rap (and played on classical instruments and basic percussion). So you can get with this, or you can get with that, but the one thing you should definitely ‘get with’ is Ichi and the Triggerfingers.


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Monday, 12 September 2011

Band Profile: Whoremoan




 

Back in June I saw Whoremoan play to a room full of people who were probably still on milk and rusks when the stoner rock quartet started out. While the audience may have graduated to beer and bar snacks, the legendary Canvey four-piece are still churning out their own brand of British stoner rock that they have been honing since 1994. Whoremoan (brothers Jon and Simon Foote, Tim Oliver, and Mark Summers) have ridden out the sweeping changes to the music industry over a near twenty year period, writing, recording, and performing throughout the rise and death of Britpop and indie rock, all the while staying true to their stoner roots. They are a living, breathing, rocking example of the fact that you don’t need a major label behind you to write music that is genuine and timeless. They’ve also got a definition in the online urban dictionary (a legacy that any ‘scene’ band would be proud of), proof if ever it was needed of the impact they have had upon a younger audience.


You don’t come to stoner rock to hear carefully crafted pop melodies and uplifting, insightful lyrics. You come to stoner rock for the groove, and that is what Whoremoan give you in abundance. Their doom-laden industrial sound is driven by monster riffs, trippy bass lines, brutal drums and menacing vocals, leading to comparisons with all the major stoner bands of the mid 90s. But Whoremoan don’t just sit in the pocket of the groove, they dominate the groove, pushing each bar with a raw urgency that is seriously lacking when it comes to big budget recordings. And you’ll be pleased to hear that they won’t be giving it up anytime soon. I caught up with Simon (drummer and one half of the Foote brothers), who was kind enough to answer a few questions about the band, and give his own opinion on the UK rock scene in the process.


We have never really gone out of our way to approach record companies.’ Lack of motivation? Lack of ambition? Lack of commitment? Whatever you might think, Whoremoan’s attitude towards being signed certainly doesn’t fit with the current social network style promotion that we see from near enough every semi-talented band out there. Although the guys received considerable support and promotion in the early 2000s from Barry Ratcliffe, who ran the website BURBS.co.uk (at the time the go to place for British underground rock bands) and would later put out the band’s 2004 album Youth Must Dare on his own label, Whoremoan don’t seem to have ever been motivated by the prospect of mainstream success. The Essex rock ‘scene’ that existed during the band’s infancy was less convoluted (although tougher to survive) than the internet-led status circuit that exists today. The advent of myspace (and subsequent sites Facebook, Twitter, and Soundcloud) has offered an entire generation the opportunity to shamelessly self-promote online, signalling an end (for now at least) to the days of sticking handmade posters to lampposts and venue walls. The fact that this review is going out on an electronic blog, rather than in a printed fanzine, seems proof enough of this.



As a result of these changes, the ‘scene’ has lost some reputable venues and promoters over the years. According to Simon, American ‘Grunge’ provided the spark for a lot of the interest in starting as well as watching, new bands. ‘There were some really good venues and promoters around at the time, like the Esplanade in Southend, The Army & Navy in Chelmsford, The Towngate & Roundacre in Basildon, and PopBus promotions (who put a lot of the Southend gigs on) to name a few which have now since shut down or stopped putting on bands.’ And despite their growing reputation, Whoremoan still suffered on occasion at the hands of dodgy promoters, an experience all too common for even the best unsigned bands around. The loss of key ‘scene’ players has also contributed to a gradual change in the attitude and camaraderie among existing Essex bands. Simon points to an unsavoury trend that has crept in over the years; the reluctance of some support acts to stay and watch the night’s headline band. ‘It used to be that headline was the top slot, now you’re better off going on first. What’s that all about?’ Such gestures of respect are what really set unsigned veterans like Whoremoan apart from the hundreds of new upstarts that try to make it every year. Combine this humility with artistic integrity, and its little wonder that the band has preserved its standing on the live circuit since its inception nearly two decades ago.


The pressure to conform and ‘get serious about things’ is often the cause of many band rifts and break-ups. This is even more the case with unsigned bands, due to the lack of financial incentives/rewards on offer, and the external pressures to change style or personnel in order to become more commercially viable. Most young bands split up once it becomes clear that the lucrative offers and label interest are not forthcoming. After all, who in their right mind wants to lug all their gear to some grotty pub in the middle of nowhere, just to play to a hammered token audience for an insult of a fee (which more often than not, barely covers your petrol costs for the night)? Step forward Whoremoan, because they know that for every character building/destroying gig that they play, there will be another, much bigger opportunity waiting just around the corner. Their perseverance has made them the exception to the rule mentioned above, allowing them to uphold band duties despite the pressures of ‘the real world’. And the opportunities that they have created for themselves over the years have led to numerous local festival appearances, as well as support slots for notable acts such as Wurzel (the recently departed former Motorhead guitarist) and Swedish stoner legends Truckfighters (arguably the founding fathers of stoner rock and one of Josh Homme’s favourite bands).




But be under no illusion, Whoremoan do this music thing because they love it. An ideal gig for Simon and co is one where ‘we have played well and there are people there who appreciate what we are doing and show that they are enjoying it.’ And that is an attitude that any serious music fan can get on board with (although the best will in the world means nothing without the goods to back it up). The band’s recorded catalogue stretches back to 1997’s discontinued Tape, and totals six releases to date; Absinthism (1998), Head On (2000), Actonvonskilliant (2002), Youth Must Dare (2004), and 2008’s We Have You Surrounded. Picking standout tracks from this lot isn’t easy, particularly with an EP like Actonvoskilliant, which comes together as a collection of tight, powerful three minute blasts that lurch to a relentless but coherent groove. Strongman is the EP’s unashamed hooligan, intent on giving you a good kicking while you head bang along to its infectious verse accents.




Youth Must Dare is more out and out heavy, with tracks such as Until The Water, Sympathy Crutch, and The Cow Is Now (which grunts and growls like a moody fuzz addict) revealing groove metal tendencies. Fan favourite Killer Gorilla is dark and riff-fuelled, with John’s vocal growl pushing the song into the deepest corner of the album’s darkest room. The sludge is spread less thick on We Have You Surrounded, which showcases the depth of the band’s diverse style and genre influences. Title track We Have You Surrounded is a great example of this, blending hard rock beats with funk riffs and licks to create a sound that flits between the laidback cool of desert cruising and the explosive attack of 90s rap-rock. Jonesy has some funkier flourishes over its solid stoner roots, fitting into the burly family of songs like a slightly eccentric cousin. We Will Survive is a downer anthem, channelling the anger and dislocation of an entire genre as it spits and snarls against the mainstream with lines like ‘We don’t need your dedication…we’ll survive the separation’, while What You After is a tom-heavy dip into the unconventional rhythms of tribal metal. The result? A visceral but intriguing collection of songs that leaves you desperate to hear just how far the band can push their stoner boundaries next time around.




But in pushing those boundaries Whoremoan are presented with the same problem that 99% of independent/unsigned bands face; funding. Having the financial freedom to spend the necessary time and money on recording new material is what really distinguishes the label bands from the rest of us, and although some of the energy and authenticity may get lost as a result of their production heavy output, the lack of ‘real world’ dilemmas and decisions allows for the time and resources to really refine and experiment (albeit at the cost of unwanted label involvement). Where an unsigned band may allow three hours to demo a handful of tracks, a label band could afford to take three days, at which point the material could either be relegated to b-side status, or scrapped altogether. For Whoremoan, the issue is not in the writing, but in the recording. According to Simon the band has several new songs waiting to be recorded. ‘We are still writing new stuff although recording has taken a bit of a setback in that we have no money to pay for it.’ With or without new recorded material, Whoremoan remain a formidable live presence, and it would do a lot of young bands a lot of good to see these guys up close.


The UK stoner scene is approaching the crest of an exciting wave. Simon highlights the recent reformation of Kyuss (under the moniker ‘Kyuss Lives!’) and the work of the guys at desertscene.co.uk (who have started promoting and organising UK shows for some of the top US bands) as important milestones in the restoration of the genre. And with stoner rock thriving once again in the band’s own backyard, Whoremoan won’t be jacking it in anytime soon. At a time when genuine rock fans (particularly younger ones) are looking for music and bands that mean something to them, stoner rock has a role to play. And it is Whoremoan who will no doubt be there, blood, sweat, and riffs, on the frontline of the genre’s UK revival.




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