GIG REVIEW – DoOne, Negative Measures, Fatalist, Falaun @ Outpost, Liverpool

By |March 5th, 2020|0 Comments

(review by rich phillips)
What a gig and turnout!
The bands could of gone on in any order and it would have worked.

GIG REVIEW – Marine-core! #1 @ The Marine, Old Colwyn

By |February 29th, 2020|0 Comments

Dogsflesh / Rabo De Toro / Fatalist / Spam Javelin / Entity


I’ve had a few requests from random Americans to join the Marine-core! Facebook group, I don’t think they are intending to visit North Wales, and this was not set up to fetish-ise some elite murder squad.  Marine-core! is rather a celebration of the fact we can sustain alternative music in the area, as we have been for a few years before settling into our accommodating venue of choice.  Sheer sparsity of numbers and disturbance of the gentrified peace is always against us, but we’ve proven that friends are still willing to gather for live original music whether they are particularly into the styles or not. 

Imperial Triumphant, Bast, Abduction, Fatalist @ Albert’s, Nottingham

By |November 4th, 2019|0 Comments

Despite running on fumes from the weekend, I was determined to have one more expedition to extend the entertainment, plus to test my faith in my new dodgy car with a cross-country trek.  Had missed the headliners earlier this year at Roadburn when they were the last band of the whole event, and we couldn’t get into church venue they were playing so had a listen outside for a bit and then retired replete.   They were raved about though, and it had been a while since I’d seen the awesome Bast, and even been to Nottingham, so foot to the floor we headed east.

Kalpa, Mavro Gala, Fatalist @ Fuel Café, Manchester

By |November 3rd, 2019|0 Comments

I was already hungover in Manchester after a Saturday trip to FCUM and firm but fair refusal to gain entry to some Northern Quarter Establishments.  Gave up trying to solve the mystery of where all the whiskey went and tried to restore the cultural balance visiting some art galleries.  And more pubs.  By mid-afternoon I was suffering badly but what better way to clear the head than Greeks bearing the gift of hardcore.