Text and photos by Charles Nickles What a perfect night for the old bad time… Dead Tenants I miss the skinny yip of nervous jerks that first thrilled me about Gold Standard Laboratories (and to a more bloodthirsty degree, Three One G). The metal choke of wretched six string, the
What does Black Flag mean to me as a band? I can’t even begin to put it into words the impact they have had on underground music for the past 40 years. Before they became the band we all know, they were called PANIC! Formed by Greg Ginn and Keith
Photos and text by Abi Ghoulson Chimpyfest 2018 This DIY festival in it’s 6th years is difficult to sum up in words or it might be that I have temporary brain damage after my brain was reduced to a pile of goo after a blistering three days of grriiiind so
Feature via Another Magazine While on the road with The Bad Seeds, Nick Cave saw a new form of rock reportage developing on Instagram. A stream of fan photos that tapped into something beyond performance, touching on an almost divine experience… The Bad Seeds did a tour last year that
I have spent a LOT of fucking time visiting hospitals recently (and kinda pity the intern who, wide-eyed and earnest, asks me how I spent my “time off”) so I was a little reluctant to jump into this slow burn since I started the week discussing funerary wishes and listening
A couple of weeks ago, we shared with you a photo essay of All Pigs Must Die killing shit at St. Vitus in Brooklyn. Now it’s time for you to peep the raging video footage from this show that was captured by our comrade Max Volume Silence Live.