The England based dark-rock collaboration of Rachel M and Ceri Davies will be releasing the LP Rehabilitated on the 6th of June.
Is He Sleeping?, from the forthcoming nine track album, is a dark rumble of crunched guitar and eerie vocal that surveys the room in a disdainful manner as it paces back and forth in ever more impatient mood creating an atmosphere fraught with tension which transfers to the listener, filling them with a sense of fearful uncertainty and chilling dread.
The Greek dark-rock creator Θάνος Ανεστόπουλος (Thanos Anestopoulos) through Inner Ear Records releases the posthumous eponymous LP on the 12th.
A ten track album of rolling dark clouds which fill the room with a dour melancholia as a rich baritone and crunchy instrumentation mold around one another and the listener finds themselves completely transfixed by the superlative voice as it seeps hypnotically in to the mind.
An experienced musician, who died last year, so this will be the first and last feature, sadly, with a catalogue dating back to early this decade, though sparse of releases, it is always a delight to be transported in to the world of Θάνος Ανεστόπουλος.
The third of the songs on the LP (which is available on bandcamp) is Θυμάμαι (I Remember).
The English dark-rock project Meggie Brown released the début single Coming Back Again yesterday.
An intriguing one hundred and fifty five seconds reveal which needs the subwoofers to be set to full boost and everything else left as was, though kicked to loudest volume, with windows open (if you are in the nippy climes in which I exist today as I type (else move the freezer and open the door to try that) prior to hitting play to allow the chill blast of soundwaves to ripple the hairs on the forearm to form their own goosebumps in to the descent of every more gloomy self-doubt which circles the brain.
Set to a hypnotic guitar that takes control over the anteroinferior region of the temporal lobe, rather than descending in to an anxiety the listener finds themselves closing down access to the amygdala with glowing feeling of euphoria.
I do apologise, again, that I am once again late to get to an article.
Their début eponymous EP was released earlier this month – a four track, roughly twenty two minutes, collection – which cast dark clouds over even the brightest sunlit day inside which the listener becomes encased in enrapturing billows of thunderous bass-line and evocative duo of rotational guitars entwine with each other as loosely tied drumskin sinks inside the rims to echo around the ears whilst the unobtrusive vocal melts in to the mind.
Without a sub-woofer and sturdy bass speakers the beauty of the music is lost.
My selection from the EP being the penultimate Capitalist Creed.
CWM is a relatively new English dark-rock quartet.
Only a couple of songs are around, both of fairly dark outline though one, Icebreaker, is punchier than other, the more recent Raised As Wolves, which has a more nuanced texturing to it affording the quartet to shine as creative songwriters due to its multitudes of layers that float through the room as it casts an ethereal dreamy presence towards which the listener finds themselves vainly reaching out to embrace the curling echoes as they drift past.
It is difficult to comprehend CWM have only recently got together and on the basis of the two tracks, particularly, to my mind, the latter, will find many more people speaking at least one word of Welsh more than they knew in the past – though to be fair – having not asked about the intended pronunciation, perhaps each individual letter stands on its own.