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★★★★☆ It is audaciously psychedelic and sonically estranged. It is hypnotic almost to the point of being repetitive, but only almost! […]

★★★★☆ Although many bands channel retro sounds as a cynical marketing tool, Kobadelta have dived deep into the cold waters of a gothic-psychedelic darkness and returned to the surface clutching a black and shimmering musical pearl […]

★★★1/2☆ Annabel Dream Reader is an album so drenched in reverb one can’t help but wonder if that’s what they use to style their hair with […]

★★★ propagating electronic malady over guitar-orientated machismo while North Korean school girls in the audience, free in their conformity, dance in unison; flying red handkerchiefs; mourning the dead […]

★★★★ These guys entrust their audience to sink deep into bitter-sweet hallucinations, which bark and bite at optical nerve endings, seducing the listener into a milky sleep, soused in feedback sweat spurned on by ecstasy nightmares […]

Dressed in black and white as a symbol that defines the archetype of Saint Agnes; a badge that floats between the saintly and evil as well as the obscure and the pure. Guitar riffs a la Jack White while Jon´s and Kitty´s vocals define the plot of a dark sonic experience […]

An exclusive conversation with Arsène Welkin, founder of Black Totem Records and member of Thee Maximators – a French duo of distorted and lo-fi hysteria […]

Frank Zappa surely was one of the greatest musicians on the planet. But to hell of it, there are more “greatest musicians ever” than I could ever count, and that will not make a big impression on you. More important, this dude was simply the craziest and most unpredictable, sometimes disturbing dude that the music scene had to offer.

“We’re just a bunch of fucking weirdos you wouldn’t let anywhere near your kids”, says Chris O-C (organ/synth keys/backing vocals) from Phobophobes – an outrageous and perverse gang of reverberating misery and decadent but endangered coolness.

Singer and guitarist, King Lemon – looking like a depraved version of Roger Daltrey´s outstanding years – and drummer, Vampire Joe, are nothing but loud and psych-garage madness full of cacophony and distortion. If you prefer comparisons? A gear of sound reminiscent of The Cramps, The Sonics, The Velvets and Iggy & The Stooges.