DEMO OF THE WEEK
OO, we're lacking, lots and lots of average ones, we're not here for adverage demos when we say it's good then we mean it.... this isn't Drowned In Sound, we have standards, when we say it's good it actually means it's good... Not some student mate of some some crap band who dreams of working for the NME when he/she grows up. Crap demos with clueless quotes from the NME wannabes at Drowned In Sound. . You got to be special to be demo of the week here 

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WILD BILL - Oh well there’s certainly a declaration of creative intent here with this sketchbook work-in-progress set of messy bedroom demos. Ambitiously clever symphonic multi-part space-rock concept-metal that thrashes and screams here and grinds and howls and becomes rather violent and abrasive there – operatic girl vocals, spoken word bits, manic punky male voice, thrashing drums over ambient guitar and over the top keyboards, slight drum‘n bass textures (not sure if that’s accident or design). Kind of sounds like the working demos that (potential) band members give to each other to work things out rather than any kind of finished thing right now. Based in Leicestershire if you’re curious, could be something good brewing up.... www.wildbillonline.co.uk

Last week's demo of the week - CARTRIDGE

Previous demo's of the week - PERHAPS CONTRAPTION / THE PROCESS VOID

ALBUM OF THE WEEK
THESE MONSTERS – These Monsters (Children No More) – I Left it around here somewhere, my reviewing head I mean. Mellow post-rock jazzy instrumentals, five of them, all swimming in a line and soothing us out, mellow things, serene, gliding yet challenging, like 65Daysofchillout. Sublime sax - hang on, sublime is one of those words that should never be in a music review! That’s the thing you see, these monstrous Monsters have gone and mellowed us all out and it’s kind of let’s make a hot cup of coffee put on the headphones and stop raging for a moment. We’ve had them all around here today, religious hip-hop peddlers, Class A merchants, people taking shots from every angle, it’s getting so that the conspiracy theorists are checking out the grassy knoll outside to see if the shot could have come from the roof of the Kensal Green library (or was it Professor Mustard with the maid’s candlestick?) Ah, hang on, These Monsters lull you in, then they slowly rock out like some kind of Can/Gong beast who’s been feasting on copious amounts of Jaga Jazzist - there are more than a few explosions in the sky. That occasional sax takes them in to Seventies English television detective land; one of the mavericks, Shoestring, or maybe a reflective Jack Reagan when he knows everything is all going down on him. Smooth, syncopated, jazzy and they lull you in and you really won’t notice the sneaky way that they start to let off those quiet bombs and slowly let it all boil over the edge while you just sit there. Twenty-five minutes of tracks that run together as one instrumental thing. For people who liked post-rock with just a hint of jazz and saxophone and a little edge of Neurosis with their 65Days.... Hey, I found my reviewing head and nearly forgot to name drop Godspeed (again) and almost didn’t mention the sound of a brewing storm and they clearly have a potential for great big noise at some point some place some time. www.myspace.com/thesemonsters

ALBUM OF THE WEEK 2
SUNS OF THUNDER – Last Of The High Rollers (What The Deuce) – An album at long last, good things come to those who wait and the boys from South Wales have dropped the big bag of treats we had almost given up waiting for. A mighty step on from the excellent Tennessee Smile EP we raved about a hand full of years ago. Don’t know where they’ve been or what they’ve been up to, probably lost in the sludge of some desert with those buzzards and vultures on their trail. That and gunfighters, highway men and vigilantes (if the second track and the tales of the high noon shootouts are to be believed – hey, they’re from South Wales, gunfights and highway men are the norm from what we see). Serious 70’s stoner flavoured heavy rock – front line top grade Melvins, Orange Goblin, Black Sabbath, (mid period) Pink Floyd, Soundgarden, Cathedral, Kyuss, Monster Magnet and great big overdriven Hammond. Riff monster hard heavy rock, righteously good. Great big slabs of wholesome real deal earfood, Suns Of Thunder blow away pretty much everyone else who’s doing this. Oh yes, the wait was worth it. Ask them about it – info@sunsofthunder.com 

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GOD AMONG INSECTS – Zombienomicon (Threeman) – Extreme death metal super-group from somewhere or other featuring some rule obeying po-faced posers from some other bands. Lots of rather tiresome attempts to be controversial with silly song tittles like F(wh)oreplay and aaarggh, who the hell cares, yeah I know that contradicts our review policy but really, there is a limit to our patience.

PARACHUTES – And I Won’t Stop Until You’ve Lost Everything You Ever Loved (Lockjaw) - Emo screamo go get me some nemo. Same as all the others, same emo screamo rules and Hearts That Hate and my hearts in your hand and if you like all that Bullet For My Story Of The Chemical Romance of The Year stuff well then they do it as well as all the others. Go grab a slice if it sounds like your thing, I rather fancy a slice of raspberry pie. 2.34AM, let me see, yeah, they’ll have some in the all night shop down the road, I’m out of here. What? You want a website address? Go Google, it’s probably lockjaw.co.uk or .com or something 

THE TWILIGHT SINGERS – Powder Burns (One Little Indian) – Afghan Whig’s much admired frontman Greg Dulli with another album that flies under his Twilight Singers flag (the fourth). Greg Dulli’s voice means it’s impossible for him to make a bad album. Afghan Whigs were a rock band drenched in so much beautiful warm life-giving soul. This unfortunately is a little polite, rather pedestrian and somewhat disappointing and even the guest appearance of the equally beautiful voice of Ani DiFranco can’t really lift it out of that pedestrian middle of the road politeness and sense of non-adventure. It’s ‘nice’ if your in the mood, it sounds rather middle aged, still got that voice though  - www.thetwilightsingers.com

SAHG – 1 (Regain) – Great big melodic tuneful stoner doom beast from Norway. Mighty slices of melodic Sabbathness with a healthy hint or two of Kyuss, Pentagram, Orange Goblin, Monster Magnet and even Ronnie Dio period Rainbow – nothing that revolutionary, but hey, lots of class and done with the right amount of bold style . www.regainrecords.com

IMPERIAL VIPERS  - Searching Falling Silence (Eminence) – This has now turned up here in the post three times in the last month so I guess their people are somewhat determined to get us to say something. The Vipers appear to be from Luton, they do rock, they do it professionally enough (and they clearly look the part) they what they do very well I guess - no thrills straight up no messing melodic hard rock that tastes of Guns and just a hint of Soundgarden and a touch of AC/DC and mostly makes me want to go grab a slice of something from someone who’s already done this thing ten times better than this somewhere back there in the last century  – UFO! Imperial Vipers sound like a polite, slightly watered down and very professional UFO. If we gave marks out of ten (or Ks or something stupid as if music was an exercise to be marked by teacher rather like your science homework or something) then 6/10 is just about what they’d get. Very slick and nothing actually wrong with it, besides the little fact that there nothing that ignites that thing inside me that makes me love things like UFO. No X factor and I’m out of here and Joey rides the subway train fast from east to west, doctor doctor please, ah yes, off with my reviewer head on with the UFO, Hello Chicago would you please welcome..... Fact is, now I’ve said what I have to say I don’t think I’ll ever feel the need to listen to this particular Imperial Vipers album again and that’s probably why we didn’t react to the first two that landed here. Sorry people, that’s how it is, we got a review policy for all to see.  www.imperialvipers.com

FIZZGIG – Fizzgig (Fizzgig) – Now I like this, why do I like this? I don’t much care for Weezer, never really had much to say about Ash (well nothing you could print in a polite family publication like This here Organ is anyway), no real time for Feeder, so I shouldn’t really like this should I?. Fizzgig are from Cincinnati and they taste like those Elevator Drops - it’s just happy bouncy alternative positive pop. Seven track mini album and what else do you need me to say? For fans of Ash, Weezer and they have this extra thing that makes me smile – that’s enough for today - www.fizzgigonline.com

SIGN – Thank God For Silence (IC) – Melodic, slightly alternative, radio friendly hard rock from Iceland. The new Bon Jovi anyone? Was that an insult? All depends on how you feel about Bon Jovi doesn’t it. www.sign.is
 

Last week's album of the week - TELEVISE  / SONIC YOUTH Previous album's of the week - PSAPP / ENABLERS / SUNN O))) / CATNAP / THE DRESDEN DOLLS / PROUDFLESH / all the past has been deleted (for now)

It’s a busy Friday night in London, sorry support bands we were elsewhere checking out other bands in other places (and those damn slow tube trains and that damn bouncer in the Camden pub and Epica and hey even I can’t be in three places at once...). So there’s a real buzz in here ten minutes before the main event (from Nashville Tennessee). Just time to grab some beer and do an Organ drop on the merch tables - it’s non-stop Organ grinding I tell you (again). This feels good, that proper gig smell is hanging above the steaming packed-in sardine-crushed crowd (you know that smell, yes you do, that smell of excitement and anticipation that you can cut from the air, that smell that hangs just above a waiting crowd at a real event like this is tonight). There’s well chosen warm old school dub and authentic 70’s reggae easing out of the PA and adding to the atmosphere, everyone waiting and skanking and dancing and pushing and shoving and spilling beer about in a good natured way - arms, legs, heads pushing like it’s an optimist club, all trying to fine a vantage point. And there they are suddenly, almost taking us by surprise as they sneak on to the stage and instantly explode in a hellfire fuzz and squawk of light and smoke and sub two minute songs/attacks that are surely being played faster than even they intended them to be (is it me or does each one speed up in the same semi out of control way before crashing to an end?). The pit immediately reaches to the back; this is a seriously happening gig. It looks (and sounds) kind of chaotic and in danger of falling off the high wire from the word go up there on the stage (and down the front under the stage divers). Jamina Pearl Abegg charges in to the middle of it all (she knows who’s stage it is – “get out of my way Mr Security man!”), Nathan (bass) and Samin (drums) just about holding things down (they’re actually a rather accomplished rhythm section if you find a moment to really listen through their clever chaos), Jonas Stein ooozing attitude with his cool fuzzing garage guitar (and even cooler big afro) - and yes they do look (and feel) like a cartoon gang; Scooby Doo goes delinquent and hyper-hyper rip her to shreds and all attention deficit disorder. They look like At The Drive-In jumping on a teenage Yeah Yeah Yeahs in the very best way. The London biz/media/scenester scrum that has cluttered up previous London shows has now been swamped by a genuinely real following who know the songs and are in tune with all the words. Suddenly it looks like Be Your Own Pet may have a shot at a longer that expected life span. Jamina is - as others have pointed out before - some kind of Brittany Spears/Courtney Love/Kim Fastbacks fusion of eye rolling feisty screaming energy (I almost said brattyness but no, that would be wrong), there’s a growing air of confidence to her and her fine band now, more sassy than bratty. Hey, we have them in front of us on a big stage and via a decent PA and it’s on their terms and, guess what, turns out it’s not just a bawl (or indeed a ball) of raw teen-spunk and energy. The “recently legal” Jonas (it’s the day after his 18th birthday tonight so Jamina kindly points out that he’s recently legal – the crowd already know, they’ve been yelling birthday messages, see real fan following now, not just some here today forgotten later today media hype) really can play. “That boy is a goddamn guitar hero!” yells a screaming girl who’s just elbowed me in the face. It kicks off even more for Damn Damn Leash, there’s some seriously healthy slices of kicking attitude-laden garage rock lashing out at us here – two minute tantrum bursts of wholesome quality and whhhhhooo, there’s a hell of a lot more Be Your Own Pet than just the punk rock novelty thing we may have thought it was this time last year. The wildcats are climbing the walls and they’ll come to your town to bum your house down down down. Bicycle Bicycle is an early highlight in a set of non-stop highlights (We’re gonna Razzmatazz yer alright now) with it’s old school superfuzzed blues-garage punk stomp and they’re good enough to be their own damn damn selves now. Whoooooo, what a good gig, no mere teenage media darling 15 megabites of fame here, Be Your Own Pet are the real real deal. Like OMFG! They like totally rocked!
 

Last week's single of the week - i LIKE TRAINS

Previously - THE OXFAM GLAMOUR MODELS / PSAPP / GREENSPACE
 

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ORGAN 154 - 

ORGAN 153 - 

ORGAN 152 - 

ORGAN 151 - Out in print now, 40 pages A5 APRIL Organ

ORGAN 150 - NEXT LIFE, CRETIN, HAWNAY TROOF, SYMMETRY, GREENSPACE, DRUGDEALER CHEERLEADER, LAST PARTY, ALEX WARD, BURNT, INTENTION , TRACTOR SEX FATALITY, THE DRESDEN DOLLS, PROUDFLESH, THE GHOSTS, SPEED THEORY, EL TOPO, THE CULT WITH NO NAME, THE PROCESS VOID. 

all the past has been deleted (for now)