2009 was the last studio release by this seminal band, whose debut album in 1989 is rightly regarded as a classic and still gets regular airtime in this house. With Chris Goss the only original member, the elusive genius now brings the band back to life once more with their latest album, The Archer . Masters of Reality has always driven their own course. Rightly credited as a major influence on the desert rock scene, the band’s canvas was spread much wider. The Archer comprises nine tracks that span just under 40-minutes, making it an easily digestible record but not one that diverts from the quality that Goss has always crafted. Here he’s in fine form, the sprawling songs take their own shape and form, nothing rushed and much mellowness as the bluesy vibes cascade across the songs. Barstow , which sits in the middle of the album is a perfect example. A sleepy gentile track that oozes relaxed quality, it’s nonetheless a fine example of the laidback approach which makes this album...
There is no better way of spending the Friday night of a bank holiday weekend than going over to the Ferret in Preston to see a few bands. Tonight, its’ a double header with Foetal Juice and Red Method bringing their wares. First up Foetal Juice, the Oldham based band known for their outrageous song titles and extreme death metal style. The opener Dutch Oven sets out their stall straight away. Fast, furious speed/crossover punk-based metal. Lots of influences from 80s / 90s cross over bands like Crumbsuckers, D.R.I., Broken Bones etc. with brutal death metal vocals. This is right up my street as this is what got me into metal in the 80s, Typical Viz or gore-soaked lyrics, Foetal Juice’s songs include the glorious Take Your Face for A Shit, Noneckahedron and Mountain of Gore, demonstrating that British metal still has a sense of humour. Lead singer Dez prowls the stage, growling out his humour or horror-soaked lyrics whilst bass player Lewis bounces around throwing out slab...
Thrasherwolf The Sub Blackpool. Nestled amongst kebab shops and karaoke bars sits a little yellow music bar/venue. It’s Beatles-themed, mainly around The Yellow Submarine. This is the venue for tonight’s thrash metal party. First impressions of the place are nice, with friendly staff and a clientele ready for some live music. The youngsters of “Parilla” are the first to walk onto stage, and they burst into a cover of Creeping Death. This is enough to get heads bobbing and the juices flowing. Their short set comprises of covers and their own material. They have already amassed a decent following, and many are here to enjoy their starter in this thrash experience. Blacklist are waiting in the wings, and by the time it’s their turn to shine they seem pumped and ready. Their thrash aggression immediately hits the crowd in the face. They are fast, sharp and incredibly precise. There is always a sense of anger and menace around a Blacklist performance, and tonight is no excep...
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