From the annals of history and pages of lore. A band did emerge such as never heard before. They were a collective of Satan’s own stock. They rule the Earth with their well crafted rock. Consisting of Shaun the wielder of leads and rhythm, accompanied by Steve the bass grooving master, and held inform by the time binding pulse of Tom, Sonic Titan reigns supreme. They originated from the desolate, vapid imposition of the contemporary music scene. In a world of tired, overdone, and uninspired riffs arranged around a lyrical inclination towards a complete tautology, three like minded musicians gathered from their respective fields and formed their generations next great power trio. They’re destined to save the future of music from unyielding stagnation, guided by the hand of providence and patroned by the metaphysical lord of matter. Satan himself felt the growing of their might and folded the powers of the universe to serve his three champions.
“JUNE ’71 – Black Owls
Somebody recommended several weeks back that I check out Black Owls, a band from Ohio, describing the music as a mixture of psychedelic blues and glam-punk. Good call.The band’s second album shows off a sense of classic, take-no-prisoners rock ‘n’ roll, with an undercurrent of just enough artsy pretention. The rambling poetry and insouciance with which David Butler—who also plays drums—attacks his vocals recall Ian Hunter, and the band kicks it into overdrive like Mott the Hoople jamming with The Faces, but with the threat of the English punk-rock movement breathing down their necks.
June ’71 still has shambling acoustic guitars, but they are subordinated to motorcycle-roar electric guitar by Ed Shuttleworth and occasionally the warm charm of Mellotron, as Butler pounds on the drums convincingly. Decadent and ramshackle and glorious, it kinda makes me cry.
Gene Armstrong – Tucson Weekly Feb 2011 ”
What happens when sneering, million valve garage punk charges headlong into greaser blues? Ask The Bonnevilles, the two-headed fuzz freakshow comprising of sonic Siamese twins, Andrew McGibbon Jr and Chris McMullan. Hailing from Northern Ireland and one spiritual foot muddying all the way down the Delta, these drunken reprobates formed in 2007 over fistfights and rhythm ‘n’ booze, managing to create one helluva racket, kicking up dust and takin’ numbers.These boneheads don’t care though. Through tuff surf, rockabilly, fuzz fuzz fuzz and snotty rock, The Bonnevilles tell you everything you need to know with volume, hot rods and a naked pin-up gals.
This was The Bonnevilles first release and was a very limited edition of 100, each copy was signed and number by the band. The eagle eyed among you may notice the ‘deliberate’ spelling mistake on the sleeve.
This is three piece suit, born for the sole purpose of rocking out. Established in February, 2012, by the group’s lead singer/guitarist and songwriter, Chris Donnell, the group has speedily built a chemistry that can be clearly seen on stage. Chris, together with his partners in rock, Jon Stubbs (bass) and Mark Creed (drums), form, The Breaks. Watch out as they break through Montreal’s music scene.
Red Tank! is a blisteringly loud punk/blues/garage rock 4-piece based in Tempe, Arizona on ASU campus.
Tombstone was founded in Paris in late MMXI by Alex, Johan and Clement.
Inspired by legends like Black Sabbath or Saint Vitus, they follow this tradition of heavy music and are also influenced by the likes of goatsnake, Electric Wizard, Kyuss,Sleep or even Celtic Frost.