6 Years.

“If you ever get lonely, just got to the record store and visit your friends.”

Six years ago in a classroom at University I set up this blog as part of an Online Journalism module I had to take. As someone who cares far too much about writing and music, I decided to keep at this for longer than I probably should have. There have been times where I am supposed to have done something “important” but decided to write about a band instead. I’ll always do that, and I don’t see anything wrong with it.

Over the past six years I have done the ridiculous (met Patti Smith) and the relatively sane (standard record reviews.) I don’t find writing about music I love exhausting, but Writer’s Block can sometimes smack me in the face leaving me feeling entirely frustrated and annoyed with my abilities, or in that case- a lack of. Everyone has something that they truly care about, something that forces them to wake up in the morning and to keep going.

I decided to keep this blog up because I was annoyed with typical Music Journalists who seem to enjoy slagging off bands in their writing. Sure I dislike boring bands such as Coldplay, Mumford & Sons and the dull sounds of that guy with the poor quiff, Bastille but I’m not going to waste my time writing a thousand words as to why I dislike them. I’d rather write about a band/singer/song/record that has truly moved me because it makes me feel like I’ve done something worthwhile I guess. My words won’t change the world, they won’t make someone else go out and buy a record and they won’t make a band I love become huge. They’re just words. Words some will skim over. Words that may not go read. Words that most won’t agree with. But seeking approval is the worst thing a person can do to themselves because they will lose sight of who they are.

Maybe I’ve got another year in this or maybe I’ll be 90 years old dribbling on the keyboard writing about “that time I saw….” I have no idea. All I know is that you cannot put a price on doing what you love. I’ve never received money for writing about a band.

I wish I could name every single band that has sent me their music, but I can’t. I’ve got a rubbish memory, but everything I’m sent gets written about.

However, I would like to specially thank the following for being exceptionally generous with their music and time:

-Royal Chant

-Savage Sister

-Soft Power Records

-Nita Keeler

-Little Death Machine


-Hana Piranha


-The #1s

-The Creeping Ivies

-L.A Witch

-The Long Wives

There’s many more, but as I’ve mentioned I don’t really have the best memory.

Any email or comment left about anything I’ve written means a hell of a lot. I remember when I posted my Warpaint interview and reading the emails I got sent-I felt proud and that maybe someone got the point I was trying to make.

Thank you! xx

The Smiths debut record came out 30 years ago. There’s no other reason really.

Birdeatsbaby-Feast Of Hammers.

I know they say you should never judge a book by its cover, and I guess you should never judge a record by its artwork? When Feast Of Hammers arrived in the post this morning (thank you Mishkin!) I instantly fell in love with the artwork. It has an anchor onĀ  it; this is why I love it. Aside from the artwork, the album is really bloody good.

I’ve already said before why I love Birdeatsbaby, but listening to this record I am finding more reasons as to why I love them. They’re just so fucking mental. I love mental music. The kind that just makes you think, “Did they just say that?!” Or just the general feeling the music gives you. Take their lastest single, Incitatus- if this song doesn’t creep you out or feel like something is chasing you, then you’re not listening to it properly. Watch the video to it. It is so fucked up and beautiful. I’d stop watching it, but I like how much it scares me. It’s so damn eerie. If Kate Bush went extremely weird- this is what she would’ve sounded like for sure.

I have only one problem with this record, and I’m going to mention it now before I carry on- it isn’t long enough. I know there’s 12 tracks, but I want more. I want a double album or something. I know the only solution is to just play the record over and over- which is what I intend on doing. I know I banged on about Lana’s album, and how dark it was. And how much I love it. But, Lana my dear- this is your competition. Having said that, as soon as Garbage put their new album out- I won’t care about anything really. I’ve been waiting since 2005 for a new record, and it’s coming. However, I will still be playing Feast Of Hammers. It’s a record that you just cannot ignore, and if you’re dumb enough to ignore it. Then I’m going to assume you love really awful folk music.

Feast Of Hammers is not for people who like pretentious arty music or who think wearing a dead person’s jacket is cool. Nothing is cool. Cool doesn’t exist. Unless you’re name is Lou Reed. Feast Of Hammers is so damn raw and brutal. I could listen to Mishkin’s voice all day (again, I plan on doing so.) I don’t need to really tell you how good this record is, you should already know by now just how brilliant Birdeatsbaby are. If you’re someone who is partial to listening to music based on how strange the band name sounds; then Birdeatsbaby are for YOU.

I hope, from the bottom of my heart, that Birdeatsbaby get the recognistion they truly deserve with this record. I know a lot of bands throw tracks on a record just to fill space, but that doesn’t happen on Feast Of Hammers at all. Even the Interlude fits perfectly. It belongs there, even though it only lasts just over 50 seconds.

Feast Of Hammers makes me feel like I am sailing on a haunted boat in the dark. Ghouls and demons are preparing to launch themselves upon me, and evil spirits are lurking to take over my body. Bring it. It sounds like a bloody good time to be honest. So, if like me and you’re sick of every wanker announcing that it is snowing all over social networking sites- fuck them off, and go watch the new video to Incitatus. It’s just weather- no big deal. Go enjoy some fucking eerie music that makes you feel like Edgar Allan Poe has possessed you with his twisted and glorious words. This album is just awesome.

Play it loud, play it all the time. Treausre it FOREVER. This is a beautiful record that just really, deserves your attention. It’s out real soon and your can purchase it from : http://www.birdeatsbaby.co.uk/shop

I know I could’ve written more about this record, and probably wrote down better things- but just go get the record. Then you’ll see how remarkable it truly is.


After what seems like forever with teasing us with a snippet of their new video; Birdeatsbaby have unleashed their brilliant new video for Incitatus.

The video is so fucked up and dark- I love it. It’s just a ridiculously creepy video. It’s mental and truly worth the wait. It’s beautifully and wonderfully deranged. When I saw bits of it, I thought..”Have they gone Human Centipede with this?!” They haven’t. Don’t worry. That doesn’t happen. Just watch it. It’s twisted and delightful.

Don’t forget, the album Feast Of Hammers drops 20th February.


New Music Is Good For The Soul.

I know I tend to listen to old stuff rather than new, but every so often I like to subject my ears to something new so I don’t become one of those people who whinge and say, “I remember when music….” I just don’t want to miss out on anything good. And I like to think with the music I’m going to put here is a billion times better than the tripe you will hear on a commercial wanky radio station. I do not need to tell you which station, do I? No.

I won’t bother writing a huge essay, you don’t need that. And quite frankly, I want to go make myself a cup of tea. So here, have some songs :


I love music that just has this feel about it that is different to anything you’ve ever heard before. You know what it’s like when you hear something so powerful and raw for the first time? It just stays with you. You compare it to anything and everything, because you want to feel that way again. You want that sense of, “My god what is this? What am I feeling!?” It’s like some kind of outer-body experience. I’ve felt this with a few bands. More recently, I felt it when I had the honour of listening to Birdeatsbaby. Before I even listened to them, I knew I would love them because of the name. If you’re one of these people who judges bands based on their name- listen to Birdeatsbaby. Their insane name matches their insane sound.

If you love bands that have a stunning frontwoman that hypnotises you and makes you want more, and more. You know like Garbage, No Doubt, Doll And The Kicks (why did they have to split..I’m still hurting over this)- then you again, will love Birdeatsbaby. If you’re a fan of Dredsen Dolls, you will also love this band.

They come from the best place in England- Brighton. Okay, maybe Manchester is, but still- both are amazing cities. Which, as you know, Doll And The Kicks were pretty much from Brighton. I’m trying my best to not mention DATK but, I’m not over the split at all.

Frontwoman, Mishkin is stunning. I’m only going by the music videos that I seem to have ritualistically watched over the past 24 hours, but she is so stunning. Her voice is strange, but in a good way. I don’t mean that she warbles like a cat being stood on. Oh no, far from it. She has such a powerful voice that you just want to hear again and again. Which is why, I’ve been listening to their music non-stop.

They have an album that is out next month, that obviously I am going to advise you all to purchase. I reckon they’d be amazing to see live. I’m sick and tired of seeing bands that have so much talent being forced to call it quits because Society is so fucked up- they buy into gimmicks such as the X-Factor. Bands that work hard are overlooked just so some twat can have a Number 1 single then go back to being a cleaner. It’s not fair nor is it right. It needs to be stopped. Hopefully, and maybe Birdeatsbaby are one of the many bands that could change this. I don’t have much faith in people anymore, but I do have faith that music can be saved. Especially when bands like Birdeatsbaby exist.

It’s dark, twisted, creepy and just strange; and I love it. I absolutley love them. Everything I look for in a band is what I have found in Birdeatsbaby.