These are the things that have been in our ears this week, please explore and if it sounds interesting then just hit the links and make your own minds up, our reviews and thoughts are mere signposts designed to guide you to the things you might like to feast on yourselves... don’t you just love the instant hit of the www. 

DEMO OF THE WEEK THE ATROCITY EXHIBIT - Oh we love this band, 23 seconds of self indulgence for an opening shot, at least three of those seconds really weren’t needed! Damn and blast these self indulgent prog rock bands! Why is it impossible to keep a body count anyway? The body count is six. Six slicing thrashing ripping songs, all over before you’ve drawn a breath, yapping yelling screaming. Actually the fifth track Mono is two minutes and twenty seconds long, I had time to go make a cup of tea and boil an egg during that one. Beautiful creaming screaming bloody gore and puss-bursting grind and violent punk rock exploding doom metal and sludge and wholesome musical violence (I’m sure I’ve said all these things before whilst dancing about violent architecture)  Hang on, track six is a whole six minutes long (minus one second), a whole pan of stew in the shape of a song called Throne Of Bile - and looks like the neigbours don’t like it much, hang on while I deal with ‘em – do they not understand that quietness is not an option with The Atrocity Exhibit! These things must be shared with everyone. They’re from the midlands of England, the band, not our neighbours, our neigbours are from Germany and the listen to cheesy techno all day, I keep having to go yell at them about it. Northampton is where The Atrocity Exhibit bleed out of and this is another six slices of relentless oldschool extreme violent (proper!) underground metal confrontation. Furious front-line top quality barrages and more gore-ripping and more old school thrashing and more grinding and dooming and oh yes, you need this one, proper extreme punk metal grindcorer goodness like they don't make anymore (or so it seemed) – www.myspace.com/theatrocityexhibit or www.theatrocityexhibit.co.uk

DEMO OF THE WEEK 2 SEA SICK - This is good, darkly psychedelic and slightly sinister in an alternative Season Of The Witch kind of way. Seasick are from Brooklyn New York and they’ve got this edgy alternative hypnotic thing going down, a warm witchy brooding hand-pointed sound, another side of life. A brooding dark quietly menacing acid-rock thing – this is very good indeed. Female voiced and a touch of that haunting head-messing thing Huge Baby did back at the start when they were oh so vital  – nowhere near as intense as that, got that same dark-eyed candle-burning feeling though. Sea Sick cast alternative musical spells, fronted by the Nico-like Persian/Latvian voice of Jasmine Golestaneh, these seven tracks are really worthy of your investigation. Black cats and dark fires, radiant heat and hypnotic velvet undergrounds, divine dreams and moody twists. An alluring New York intensity, a Sonic Youth gone all broken spells and turning skies upside-down. www.myspace.com/seasicksongs

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THE BARDO – From Brighton with a gentle hailstorm of alternative rock, tattoos and restrained guitar-laden attitude along with a dirty edge and some low-slung rock and roll that takes in bites of Johnny Cash, Nick Cave, Billy Idol, The Almighty and several shades of blues based 70’s flavoured alt.punk. www.myspace.com/thebardo1

Last week's demo of the week - COUNTRYSIDE

Previous demo's of the week - MY SIDE OF THE MOUNTAIN / GRASSCUT / COP ON THE EDGE / WILD DOGS IN WINTER / THE LAZY DARLINGS / DEBUTANT / ARCS OF RED / LE GALAXIE / PERHAPS CONTRAPTION / BLACKLANDS / THE SANS PAREIL / THE HUNGRY I / DEAD LEAF ECHO / I-DEF-I / DANGER INVITES RESCUE

DEMO REVIEW ARCHIVES

ALBUM OF THE WEEK

GRAILS – Doomsdayer’s Holiday (Temporary Residence) - Now this is immense from the start, this is one of those times when you have to just stop and pay full and proper attention to every little detail... And just when you start to pay full attention and settle in for a feast of what you expect is going to be intensely dark and heavy progressive journey in to mountains of noise they take you off somewhere completely different, somewhere completely unexpected and reassuring unsettling. We have some serious heavy-weight avant-metal players here, we’re talking Earth/Sunn O)))/Om/Faust dimensions and a beautiful monster of an album that’s been some eighteen months in the making. There’s all kinds of ingredients in here and none of them ever that obvious – 70’s flavoured soft focus European film noir, Middle Eastern psychedelic folk undercurrents, a pallette full of subtle cleanly-defined mountainous colour and reflected light, giant cloud formations and anything here that passes as an attempt to put Doomsdayer’s Holiday in to mere words is going to come over as the hyper-boiled insanity of a music-crazed madman falling off the hinge again. So many different colours, so many mood switches, so much unusual beauty – different proportions. Classic touches of early 70’s Floyd drift past slices of Godspeed warmth and classical imposing - never that obvious though, nothing really sounds like any other band and I guess it would be really lazy to describe this as the soundtrack to the best film yet to be made  - or to call it mere post-rock - so we won’t do either of those two rather lazy things. Doomsdayer’s Holiday is an intensely beautiful, sometimes deeply haunting deeply moving album, an album alive with the silences between each carefully placed crafted note - colours bouncing of shapes, emotion reacting to the stimulus of detail. Doomsdayer’s Holiday is a piece of vital rewarding stimulating (mostly instrumental) classical avant-rock and it really is one of the most beautiful albums you will ever encounter (see told you is would by hyper-boiling). A timeless vital rewarding transcending piece of work and something to get lost in for hours and hours (and hours). www.temporaryresidence.com
 

ALBUM OF THE WEEK 2 BEATGLIDER – Witches (Enraptured) – Still slanted and enchanted and they really don’t sound like a band from Southend-On-Sea do they? Beatglider must be the most un Southend band in the world, sound like they should be from Portland or Seattle or some strange Scottish island where they all wait for the solstice sunrise wearing nothing but homemade horse-heads. Thankfully Jon Hannon is also from Southend and he has the happy knack of letting bands breath, he and his studio have been responsible for a lot of the good things that come from the Essex seaside town over the last decade and for this he must be thanked. Last we heard of Beatglider, they were caught up in a music industry nightmare and one of the major affiliated “clueless boutique labels”, good to see they made out alive, creatively intact and indeed sounding better than ever. Witches is an easy going album, a refined gentle rewarding sound and an album that takes a little time to reveal itself. An album for fans of simple flowing intelligent alternatives like Pavement or Elliot Smith. English though and alive with little details and spiritual textures and the feel (and gentle fire) of Albion. Yes, Witches is an album alive with spirit – especially with the impressive eight and half minute track title track – alive with field colour and sunrises and, without being twee or clichéd, alive with pagan warmth. Beatglider are slightly weird, rather wonderful, they’re eclectically rewarding and delightfully different - actually the title track is something very special indeed once you’ve lost yourself in it, as is the solace of the following/closing track Nature’s Arms. Witches is a glowing album, this is sitting in a field watching clouds, watching sunlight on your arm, watching everything unfold. We could mention delicate Godspeed You Black Emperor flavours, never obvious though, post rock before it became just another pigeonhole, we could talk about space and slowly uncoiling dreaminess, of slowdives and the effortless coherent delight of it all, the mysterious ritual and slowly uncoiling simple beauty. Beatglider’s finest moments and a highly recommended album – www.myspace.com/beatgliderband

ALSO CHECK OUT STE McCABE – Hate Mail (Cherryade) - Hate male? Daily Mail? Smell of middle England giving you the fear? Family values rotting in hell? Ste is your man. Up front and confrontational about pretty much everything. Around here we love him! North West of England ranting queercore lo-fi wired-up punk rock. He sounds like Holly Johnson fronting a fractured angry Buzzcocks via raw Carter USM and dare you listen to something new or sit and.... One skinny looking man, one edgy scratchy skinny guitar, a fractured drum machine and a barbed line in relentless baiting just about everyone with his defiant lyrical feistiness. He don’t like those Four Puffs on Jonathan Ross with their televised clichés and limp wrists and you can’t help but smile when you see a song title like Four Puffs And A Shotgun. Nice version of Pet Shop Boys’ Bedsitter and it isn’t about fitting in or playing by the rules (or indeed breaking the rules) or conforming to the stereotype. Proper raw punk rock laced with positive anger and a welcoming smile and a little more than scratching each other’s eyes out. Ste McCabe is a national treasure, call the Daily Mail and ask them where their review is, excellent album – www.myspace.com/stemccabe or www.cherryademusic.co.uk x

TO THE BONES – Duke Type A (Medici) - A harsh album and the first serious shots from a potentially significant, potentially important English band. A band who just might, sometime soon, if they keep on like they’ve set out, be something that really seriously matters. For the last twelve months or so Bolton’s To The Bones have been burning up miles, igniting chaos both on and off stage and quite literally bleeding for their filthy art. And somewhere in there with the primal feral  “one, two, f*** you” attitude and blistering energy and everything on eleven, they’re been pulling together the serious part of their song crafting and their alternative riff building in an impressive way. They’ve gone from being some half-formed road accident of a band with a decent demo, an exciting raw edge, a good attitude and a load of messy potential to being one glorious full on road accident of a band that really does matter.             To The Bones are a band who really do matter and because they matter, this is a both a good album and a frustrating album. To The Bones have it in them to make a debut album that would absolutely blow everyone and everything away – yes, they really are that good – they’re too damn good to be just another under achieving messy English band and this album just isn’t good enough.  You see, To The Bones are the missing link that rips things apart somewhere between the early blistering punk rock days of Motorhead and dangerous different North American bands like Liars or Deerhunter. Indeed Deerhunter’s Bradford Cox was right when he excitedly compared them to the mighty Flipper after a gig together recently, Eighties Matchbox have been rightly shouting about them, most serious bands who’ve encountered them have been shouting about them...        To The Bones are the serious real shout-about deal and this is not the debut album they should be dropping. Now it isn’t that Duke Type A is a bad album, no no no, far from it, Duke Type A is a damn fine album, it goes a long way to explain the excitement and the shouting and the knowing nods and.... They just could have done so so (so) much more if they hadn’t been in such a frustrating hurry to get to wherever it is they want to get to. This is a good album, and yes it will go some of the way to explain why people have been playing with their matches and liking the burn marks – this is a raw album that does explain why people worth listening to have been shouting about To The Bones for some time now. But this is an album that only goes some of the way and it could and should have been so much more! They have the songs, they have the raw intent, the swagger, the rock ‘n roll attitude that sets the serious apart from the mere hobby bands and the fashion chasers... To The Bones have the hunger and the need to be a little different, these four people need to be in this band, there is no other option (and there is no other band for them). They have the class, the suss, the understanding, the songs that go to different places, they have the words, they damn well have it all... And damn me if they damn well didn’t quite damn well nail it down here. Actually they didn’t come anywhere near really nailing it down! Not until they hit the last track and storm out with their signature piece To The F**king Bones and leave you dead and alone and scrambling for the play-it-again-and-turn-it-up-louder button. Now it is important that you know that this is a better debut album that 97% of English rock bands have dropped in the last ten or so years and the positive side is that, if they stick to it, then this is just the first punch in the face. The serious head-messing left hook is still to come and if and when they do hit you properly then you’re gonna need a lot more than just your red lips on to get back up again. To The Bones are a serious alternative hard rock band - twisted alternative riffs and colours built on a solid hard rock base, they’re a mix of raw early Motorhead and bleached Nirvana, angry Mudhoney and pissed-off feral Pixies, an English hard rock Liars who stick out like a big bad sore thumb and they have it somewhere deep inside them to touch the heights of the very best alternative rock bands if they really want to, if they have the guts to...             Duke Type A is a good album – a more than good album, it would probably have made and even better short sharp shock of a six track mini album EP thing to fill the gap while they make that real proper debut album that they should have made sometime early next year. Duke Type A will just about do for now and it will tell you why people are genuinely excited about this Northern English band. We’ll be expecting and indeed demanding a hell of a lot more from To The Bones sometime very soon though, we demand it because they really could be that good if they really want to be, and right now we need them to be... www.myspace.com/tothebones x

RUMORS OF GEHENNA – Ten Hatred Degrees (WormHoleDeath) –  Deceptive Maiden flavours that lead us unknowing in to a thrashing brutal hardcore pit of screaming bloody gore and pounding metal intensity. Frenetic, frantic, fried, speed-laced breakdowns and wholesome violent goodness, caustic hatebreeds and testaments... An immense debut album from the Italian crew, stomping brutal hardcore metal delivered with a certain knowing style and a bag load of metal pounding hardcore class. Melodic time and space when needed, nothing too melodic, Rumors are relentless... good stuff. www.myspace.com/rumorsofgehenna

ACID MOTHER TEMPLE & THE COSMIC INFERNO – Pink Lady Lemonade, You’re From Outer Space (Riot Season) – Ear pleasing psychedelic/progressive acid rock and riffs that go on and on in their own uplifting spaced-out mellow way. All very Gong and all very long, four long epics that clock in somewhere past an hour – sweat, crisped and despite the longness of it all, still rather focused and moving forward. Nowhere near as noisy and edgy as previous Cosmic Inferno sightings have been, this time the Japanese outfit are almost blissfully spaced and mellow and rather enjoyably relaxing... www.riotseason.com

JMC – Gatecrash The Hate Campaign (Casket) – Very NWOBHM flavoured early 80’s sounding British metal band with an album laced with old school melodic riffage. And they’re rather good at it should you be in that old school Mythra, Diamond Head, Trespass, Saxon kind of heavy metal mood. Give ‘em the support slot on the next Airbourne tour and embroider their name on your denim jacket, metal for muthas, blah blah blah...  – www.myspace.com/jmcmetal

P.G.LOST – It’s Not Me, it’s You (Black Star Foundation) – Debut album from the instrumental post rock band from Sweden. All extremely pleasant and panoramic and filmoid and expansive and all those other post-rock kind of words that come in to play when bands make this kind of heroic epic instrumental (and by now very far too familiar and predictable) kind of post rock. Extremely pleasant, easy, relaxing, gentle, triumphant... and haven’t we heard this already? Quite a few times now, and we knew when the dramatic rushing build up bit was coming and the sky touching explosion in the sky and triumphant bit they take ten minutes to build up to and all very nice and we shall be the model of politeness and not ask what the point here is whe nso many others have already made this same album...? Nice artwork/packaging. www.pglost.com. 

A TEXTBOOK TRAGEDY – Intimidator (United By Fate) – Well he/they/whoever the hell is singing sounds like a squealing pig who wants his mommy cause he’s pricked his finger and he’s bleeding and it hurty werties... But hey, what the hell, if you can put up with their yelping (sounds like there’s two of ‘em squealing away) then this isn’t that bad. Screaming growling vocals that never let up, screaming screeching guitars that never let up, thrashing flipping twitching blistering modern metal intensity that never lets up – hang on we’ve hit a melodic bit, he can actually sing when he actually lets up! Why doesn’t he sing more? Gone all tuneful and emo on us and “don’t cry your eyes out”. Track six is the moody one, by track six we’re ready for the eject button though – some kind of moody quiet instrumental that serves to break things up and adds a little light and shade, a rest-bite before all hell breaks lose again and oh damn, someone stick another rusty pin in the pig and he’s off squealing for his mommy again. They from Vancouver Canada, they’re certainly intense, we’re certainly not adverse to a slice or two or puss spurting metal intensity. Oh come on, this is far too obvious and cliché cluttered and all rather tedious if we’re truthful. A couple of tracks in isolation would probably more than satisfy, but a whole album of one dimensional screaming relentless technical aggressive piggy squealing I want my mommy metal? Nah, the good bits have all been done before and those vocals are just calling for a kicking, set the Hanson brothers and their hockey sticks on them, slap-shot the stuck-pig bleeder, get a stick in his side as well, I’m out of here – www.myspace.com/atextbooktragedy or better still, that stick in his side we already told you about and those Hanson Brothers and shut up, I'm listening to the f***ing song

UGLY STICK – Still Glistening (Hovercraft) – Some mellow cowpunk, and the first album in some fourteen years from the cult Columbus Ohio band. A country rock Meat Puppets, Jason And The Scorchers, X kind of thing and a band who still sound like the late 80’s Alt.American real deal should you want to invest in that particular real deal – www.hovercraftpdx.com

NO RETURN – Manipulated Mind (Dockland 1) – Eighth album from the French extreme technical thrash/death metal band. Technically proficient, perfectly executed, all rather predictable and no real distinguishing marks or indeed any hint of a musical personality - and all wrapped in artwork you’ve seen a million times before and why? www.noreturn.info

TRIVIUM – Shogun (Roadrunner) – Fourth album from the hybrid thrash/trad metal band, and once again we find ourselves under an onslaught of everything including the kitchen sink metal and a falling mountain of complex aggression and melodic bravado. Epic no messing growling screaming metal that falls somewhere between the twin maelstroms of Metallica and Maiden. There’s nothing subtle here; galloping riffs, epic rides in to the mouths of hell via the thrones of perdition torn between scylla... If you want an epic fluster of traditional metal then, without really doing anything you won’t have heard before and without taking any risks Trivium are probably doing just what you want them to do. That was rather uncommitted of us don’t you think? I think they’re bleedin’ dreadful, but then what the hell do you care what I think, see committed when we want to be and out of here right now before this CD gets broken  – www.trivium.org or www.roadrunnerrecords.co.uk
 

Last week's album of the week - UNIVERS ZERO Previous album's of the week - CONSTANTINES / YOUNG WIDOWS / AMANDA PALMER / LUSTMORD / SLIPKNOT / HEY COLOSSUS / ROSE KEMP / VESSELS / ELEPHANT 9 / DOSH / KAYO DOT / SAY BOK GWAI / THE KINGSIZE FIVE / SCORCH TRIO / THE REAL McKENZIES / VILE IMBECILES / THE LAST PEOPLE ON EARTH x

ALBUM REVIEW ARCHIVES

All the way from Bolton, playing in the middle of a bill in couldn’t care less Soho with two bands really not worth mentioning. Two bands who have nothing that relates to each other or to To The Bones – who puts these bills together? Seven quid to get in, three and a half quid for a warm can of putrid Red Stripe in a seedy well past the sell by date of a venue with not the best PA in the world... Ever get the feeling you’re being ripped off? Or at least short changed? Who booked this gig anyway? What was the point? The first band’s following are on their way out the door just as soon as their band ends, the third band’s people understandably leave things until the very last minute before they bother coming in – and who can blame any of them with these bar prices and choices? With these bands wh oreally don't relate to each other in any meaningful way? And no one’s bothered to publicise anything, no bill details listed anywhere much, (took us ages to find out who else was actually playing tonight) nothing on the JoJo’s website, no gig listings anywhere, promoter? Nah, no one really giving a flying flip about anything much around here, live music and the art of putting on a decent gig is lost on these people and us paying gig goers are starting to get a little pissed off about it all. To The Bones are left playing to those of us who already know (and even then those who know about To The Bones mostly opt to avoid tonight, knowing full well warm cans of expensive larger, predictably unconsidered bills and crap sound does not make for a good rock gig). Decent DJ playing some fine old Northern Soul and wholesome Motown though, kick starts some sort of atmosphere after the dreadful first band (some kind of half-formed shambles and Arctic Monkeying when they really should be back in their youth club rehearsal room getting it together a little bit more before they clutters up stages that others could be making use of). 
          To The Bones finally, after what seems an age, explode on to the ridiculously high stage in that no messing chaotically good way they like to do - all hair, black shirts, low slung bass attitude and cool looking Explorer shapes. Can’t hear a word they’re saying through the PA, the people who have stuck around flee to the back, fingers in ears as the four of them blast through a lightening fast set of shark bones and sonic mammoths – they’re loud! They probably could kill your lawn if they moved in next door, all Kilminster growl, left-field alt.metal and spilt cans of thrown about beer. No time to hang about, no time for one song to end before the next fires up. They really are in that gap between Motorhead and Liars (and yeah, I know we said that several times already, what you gonna do about it?). Thirty minutes of loud fast Stooge-like furocity, early Nirvana Bleach-throwing thought and those little bits of something that could only be To The Bones – they have that finger print of their own and it won’t be long before they’re well past time-wasting uninspiring bills and half-arsed nights like this. Raging version of that quirky thing called Tycho, Rex roars by, Red falls of the stage, masochistic hyperfuzzed extreme noise terror abound, squalor very much alive, hair in mouth, bass on floor. They’re a loud fast feral hard rock band for Pixies fans and they end tonight in a pile of thrown amps, broken drums and angry adrenaline that leaves their following more that satisfied as they make a quick exit for any place rather than the option of sticking around for the next band.... www.myspace.com/tothebones
 

LIVE REVIEW ARCHIVES

SINGLE OF THE WEEK 2
THE ALL NEW ADVENTURES OF US – Firetruck (One Little Indian) – Northampton seven piece The All New Adventures Of Us (or Tanaou if you prefer) with a breezy slice of story telling that will instantly make you feel good about amateur cartography and pretty much everything else in your life. You’ll feel good about never wanting to miss the opportunity of adventure and the art of writing a real letter and grazed knees because perfection indicates a lack of forgetting where you come from. Melodic simplicity, English warmth, simple simple simple indie pop with a smile and a touch of the breezy epic. Tanaou are about the good things – just you, me, them and making friends and writing letters and painting simple pictures without any clutter or pretension, invitations to adventure and bruise yourself a little... and all classically wrapped up in perfectly constructed (clever) English pop songs. Everything right, the words, the tunes, the art, the sentiment, the adventure...  www.myspace.com/tanaoumusic or www.indian.co.uk

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THE DeBRETTS – The Rage (download) - Feisty jaunty spiky female-fronted new wave mellodic refined pop punk rock music from London town. Refined feistiness mind you, Yeah Yeah Yeahs and  Angel Cage and Siouxsie Sue and a restrained take a little walk kind of breath-taking rage. Fronted by Miss Vonnie DeBrett and her angelic demon-wearing twists  - www.myspace.com/thedebretts

Last week's single of the week - FRIGHTENED RABBIT

Previously - THE PAINS OF BEING PURE AT HEART / DARK CAPTAIN LIGHT CAPTAIN / PRINTS / PETALS ON A WET BLACK BOUGH / LITTLE JACKIE / MARY EPWORTH AND THE JUBILEE BAND / ART IN EXILE / MOGWAI / Z's / ONE DAY AS A LION / SON VER & ELEPHANT LEAF / FIGHT LIKE APES / THE BRUTE CHORUS / PORT O’BRIEN / VESSELS / VILE IMBECILES / GIANT PAW / DARK CAPTAIN LIGHT CAPTAIN

SINGLE REVIEW ARCHIVES

PREVIOUSLY - WOODBOX GANG / ALTERNATIVE TENTACLES / EX-GIRL / DELIA DERBYSHIRE /  F**KED UP / THE REVELLIONS / LIZ PHAIR / OASIS / THE CLOUD ROOM / HERZOGA / THE MELVINS / SHEARWATER / THE REAL McKENZIES / VAN DER GRAAF GENERATOR / SIGOR ROS / VASECTOMY EGGS NAILER / FAT WRECK, ME FIRST... / THE DANDY WARHOLS  / SKIN GRAFT RECORDS / WIRE / BUTTHOLE SURFERS  / CARDIACS / STUMP, KEV HOPPER / PUSSYCAT TRASH

Previously: BLACK DIAMOND HEAVIES / CLIFF / KILLING JOKE / THE SAVAGE RESURRECTION / BLACK REBEL MOTORCYCLE CLUB / DOOM / LIFE OF AGONY / DEAD HEAD / DAVID BOWIE / STUPIDS / AMEBIX / BLONDIE / THOR / STUMP / KOENJIHYAKKEI / SEBADOH / THE FLYING LUTTENBACHERS  / SUN EATS HOURS / LEGION OF PARASITES / ALABAMA 3 / AHLEUCHATISTAS

PREVIOUSLY - DAMIEN HURST / JOE MEEK / IMPROV EVERYWHERE / AARON KRATEN / HURRA TORPEDO / BOOK: THE STOOGES – A JOURNEY / JUNK SALES:SLAVES OF NEW YORK / BITTER PIE / SF ZINE FAIR / GIANT PAW – ART CARD SERIES / L. GABRIELLE PENABAZ @ FIERCE / ZINE: LIGHTS GO OUT #1 / LESS THAN JAKE

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ORGAN 274 - UNIVERS ZERO, HAUSCHKA, COUNTRYSIDE, MANIQUI LAZER, MAB, MILK ROAR, HYDRA, MAGICIAN, KIMYA DAWSON, STRIBORG, ROSE KEMP, VOLBEAT, THE BOBBY McGEES,  THE MAY FIRE, MOOSE FACTORY, PRO-PAIN, TRIP LAVA, A POETIC YESTERDAY, LORD BELIEL, FRIGHTENED RABBIT, FROM PLAN TO PROGRESS, BOWERBIRDS, BLACK DIAMOND HEAVIES, DAMIEN HURST, CLIFF'S SINGLE, ALTERNATIVE TENTACLES... 

ORGAN 273 - CONSTANTINES, WOODBOX GANG, RA RA RIOT, MY SIDE OF THE MOUNTAIN, PERHAPS CONTRAPTION, AMANDA PALMER, BYE BYE CANDY, OF THE I, RUDE MECHANICALS, ANARCHISTWOOD, GIRLSCHOOL, ICED EARTH, ICED EARTH, BLOOD CEREMONY, TONAL OAK, SOULS, FALLEN, PURE INC, BULLET, THE PAINS OF BEING PURE AT HEART, DARK CAPTAIN LIGHT CAPTAIN, THE TAMBORINES, EX-GIRL, DESTINATION:OBLIVION, JOE MEEK....

ORGAN 272 - YOUNG WIDOWS, AMANDA PALMER, EHNAHRE, GRASSCUT, PRINTS, THE FRENCH QUARTER, POPE JOAN, THE VERVE, BUFFALO KILLERS, MISERATION, DRAGONFORCE, THE MONO EFFECT, BONKERSFEST ‘08, NOUGHT, GERTUDE, TO THE BONES, ROLLINS, BOBBY BARKER, ONE TRUE DOG, BLUEZZ INTOXICATED, RAGE AGAINST THE MACHINE, F*CKED UP, IMPROV EVERYWHERE, CLIFF... 

ORGAN 271 - LUSTMORD, SLIPKNOT, LOVELY LITTLE GIRLS, AARON KRATEN, FIGHT LIKE APES, TOY GUN COWBOY, IMMERSION COMPOSITION SOCIETY, PICTURES PAINT WORDS, LITTLE JACKIE, RUBY THROAT, TO THE BONES, THE MIRIMAR DISASTER, AGRYPNIE, CITY 13, LORDS OF BASTARD, THE DONKEYS, GOLDBLADE, BROKEN SOCIAL SCENE PRESENTS: BRENDAN CANNING, BLAND BLADEN, EUREKA MACHINES, BRIAN WILSON, PETALS ON A WET BLACK BOUGH, NARRATION, KISSING KALINA, THE REVELLIONS, KILLING JOKE... 

ORGAN 270 - HEY COLOSSUS, ROSE KEMP, MOTORHEAD, COP ON THE EDGE, GNOMES OF ZURICH, LITTLE JACKIE, JOY OF SEX, GNAW THEIR TONGUES, GEOFF SOULE, UNDERGROUND RAILROAD, JAGUAR LOVE, HELLFIRE, CRUISER, THE CHAIR, GORGOROTH, SONNY, REGURGITATOR, LAGWAGON, MILLENNIA, UNBUNNY, TZUN TZU, SUPENIK, ZEBRAHEAD, MOURNING RISE, SINISTER, THE BIKINI BEACH BAND, ZAG AND THE COLOURED BEADS, WHIMWISE, SUSAN GEORGE BOOTH, SERGEANT BUZFUZ, POPE JOAN, FOUR DEAD IN OHIO, THE VIEW FROM BELOW, THE INCONSOLABLES, THE SAVAGE RESURRECTION, LIZ PHAIR, BLACK REBEL MOTORCYCLE CLUB... 

ORGAN 269 - VESSELS, DRIVE-BY TRUCKERS, ELEPHANT 9, ART IN EXILE, WILD DOGS IN WINTER, DISSENTIENT REVOLT, TONAL OAK, THE STRIPPER PROJECT, GUTZ, 31KNOTS, INDIAN JEWELRY, KASAI ALLSTARS, NEW MECANICA, LONELY GHOSTS, AGNOSTIC MOUNTAIN GOSPEL CHOIR, RYE, RYE, LAST HARBOUR, THOSE WHO BRING THE TORTURE, RE-RENAISSANCE OF THE CELTIC HARP, BEN MARWOOD, VALKYR, EGEBAMYASI, THE CLOUD ROOM, HURRA TORPEDO, FIGHT LIKE APES...

ORGAN 268 - DOSH, VILE IMBECILES, QUEEN ADREENA, Z's, MOGWAI, DDD, ISOR, PURE REASON REVOLUTION, BRIAN JONESTOWN MASSACRE, HEAVY HEAVY LOW LOW, SOUTH, SILVERY, THE LAZY DARLINGS, THRACIA, LATE OF THE PIER, FANTASY BAR, BLACK FLAME, THE VERVE, HERZOGA, THE STOOGES, FIGHT LIKE APES...

ORGAN 267 - KAYO DOT, SHEARWATER, OXBOW, HARVEY MILK, ONE DAY AS A LION, KONG, DEBUTANT, IDIOT SAVANT, THE JET BOYS, NADJA, THOMAS FUNCTION, SEBASTIAN BACH, ORGHIA, SANCTORUM, GROUND MOWER, DISARM, RON FRANKLIN, BETTER LUCK NEXT TIME, SABATRON, KAROSHI BROS, THE VIVIANS, THE HAIR, UNDERGROUND RAILROAD, THE EMERGENCY, DOOM. BIFFY CLYRO... 

ORGAN 266 - FIGHT LIKE APES, WE ARE SCIENTISTS, SAY BOK GWAI, THE KINGSIZE FIVE, THE BRIAN JONESTOWN MASSACRE, SON VER & ELEPHANT LEAF, DAVID CRONENBERG’S WIFE, TRIPWIRES, DRAGONFORCE, LIFE OF AGONY, SCUL HAZZARDS, SOULFLY, RON ATHEY, ARCS OF RED. EPIPHANY, SHADE EMPIRE, YETI RAIN, SCHIZO FUN ADDICT, FAITH, SOFIA, LAVONDYSS, ROSE HILL DRIVE...

ORGAN 265 - LE GALAXIE, FIGHT LIKE APES, SCORCH TRIO, SUSAN GEORGE BOOTH, THE REAL McKENZIES, THE MARCHES, 28 DEGREES TAURUS, GHOSTED, PHANTOM FLOAT, ME FIRST AND THE GIMME GIMMIES, Marie Vesco, Bonkersfest.. 

ORGAN 264 - VILE IMBECILES, THE LAST PEOPLE ON EARTH, BODIES OF WATER, ALGHAZANTH, TEASING LULU, THIS IS RADIO FREEDOM, BLAZE BAYLEY, EMPYROS, PLASTIC HEROES, THE BRUTE CHORUS, PORT O’BRIEN, VAN DER GRAAF GENERATOR, DEAD HEAD, junk stalls, bath bombs... 

ORGAN 263 - FIGHT LIKE APES, LE GALAXIE, CAPILLARY ACTION, PEDRO, THE PSYKE PROJECT, SERPENTONE, MOTORPSYCHO, SLIM CESSNA’S AUTO CLUB, ALLA, HARVEY MILK, ZENITHAL, L.A. GUNS, VESSELS, LESS THAN JAKE, DAVID BOWIE, STUPIDS, NOCTILUCENT CLOUDS, THE 1990'S, HONKEYFINGER, SOUNDSHOK, TV SMITH, RICHARD LLOYD, THE DODOS, JAPANCAKES, SOULFLY, GLORIA CYCLES, VASECTOMY EGGS NAILER, SIGOR ROS...

ORGAN 262 - LAYMAR, WIRE. THE ROTTED, COLDPLAY, VERJNUARMU, THE COKE DARES, STONE GODS, URN, VILE IMBECILES, ROYAL TREATMENT PLANT, JESSE MALIN, AMEBIX, BLONDIE, PERHAPS CONTRAPTION, DOUBLE HANDSOME DRAGONS, KANEDA, WAVES UNDER WATER, SOSUMI, IRVINE WELSH PRESENTS THE BOOK SLAM, BITTER PIE and the SF ZINE FAIR

ORGAN 261 - MARIE VESCO, RESONANCE FM IS TEN, BLACKLANDS, STRAY DOG CAFE, HIGHTOWN CROWS, WE THE FACELESS, HEAR O ISRAEL – A PRAYER CEREMONY IN JAZZ, GRAND MAGUS, Q WITHOUT U, FREE KITTEN, MAMBO MANTIS, RUSSIAN CIRCLES, GUNSLINGER, BLACK LIGHT BURNS, CALABRESE, SIX REASONS TO KILL, GIANT PAW, DARK CAPTAIN LIGHT CAPTAIN, THOR, CROCUS, HADDONFIELD, ME FIRST AND THE GIMME GIMMES, FAT WRECK.....

ORGAN 260 - RUDE MECHANICALS, OPETH, BLACK DIAMOND HEAVIES, THE SANS PAREIL, RABBIT SEASON, LITHURGY, TASHA FIGHTS TIGERS, RING, MOSS, ZERO HOUR, TREES, MOCKINGBIRD, AKPHAEZYA, THE MORE I SEE, HISTORY OF GUNS, AMBERIAN DAWN, NUESTROS DERECHOS, ZAG AND THE COLOURED BEADS,  WIZARDS OF TWIDDLY, STUMP, THE DANDY WARHOLS, THE HYENAS, AIRBOURNE, NO 2 PAY 2 PLAY....