it’s my drum and I’ll bang it…


A serious businessman thinking "Can't mess this up... "Gangnam" or "Macarena"?"

as the days contract, leaking inky night into the cold evenings, we need more music.

And there’s a final Bandcamp this year, on December 5th, so here’s what I think you should get.

AVTT/PTTN is The Avett Brothers (American folk-rock) with Mike Patton (Faith No More, Fantomas, Mr Bungle, etc.). And that’s exactly what you get: Mike Patton doing things to rock songs. Sold, but I still want that next Fantomas album, please.

Next!

There’s something very wrong with a world where the Sleaford Mods can sell out arenas – but I like it. This is bitter electronic post-punk, with anger and dark humour bubbling through the lyrics. The first single from the new album features Gwendoline Christie – that’s Brienne of Tarth to you and me- on guest vocals, so you’ll want that.

Next!

They made us wait 25 years for new music, and there’s more already. Prolapse’s new single is one great new song, one excellent remix. Sold!

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HaywardxDälek. Dälek makes heavy metal hip-hop and Charles Hayward was the drummer from 70s English experimental rock band This Heat. This is going to wreck the dog’s head when he hears it. Not the cat, though. She’s chill. She’ll get it.

Next!

Comacozer’s new release, a split with Congulus, will calm the dog down with all the chilled-out, over-fuzzed, space-tripping amp worship he needs.

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Black metal is where most of the interesting new stuff is happening these days. Case in point: Agriculture. This is “ecstatic black metal,” and it’s astonishing. Well worth the effort of getting your head around. Think Deafheaven, but more emotional and unpredictable.

So.

Definitely something in there for everyone 😉

I’ll give you some book and film recommendations on Saturday to make it up to you, okay?

Chat soon,

Morgan

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