NME Download Review

25 06 2009

If you were at Download (or want to know what happened at Download) then check out my review in this week’s NME. Featuring the likes of FNM, Down, Manson, Therapy? and more, it’s out in the shops now so go have a look.

Hot Press NI Special

24 06 2009

I’ve been writing for Hot Press for a year and a half now, and while the Hole anorak in me loves the fact that I contribute to the same magazine that Courtney Love once did (well, she claims she did anyway) I’m proud to pimp out as many NI bands as I can. This issue there’s a Northern Ireland 8page special with lots of bands either interviewed/mentioned/recommended etc etc including In Case of Fire and Smalltown America interviews, short pieces on Glasgowbury, Dirty Stevie, Black Bear Saloon, the Beat Poets, Not Squares and tons more. There’s also an 18track cover mounted CD and it’s only 2quid so pick it up now.

Delirium Tremens

24 06 2009

Here’s a reprint of a recent interview I did with Delirium Tremens. Great band with Chris Goss-esque vocals.  Enjoy.

Delirium Tremens

Loved by tattoo toting types and lauded by the likes of Radio One’s Huw Stephens, Delirium Tremens are slated to play the third Big Gig this June. A few weeks ago the Big List managed to drag singer/bassist Peter Gilmore away from his Rocky-esque training regime in preparation for the show to talk horror films, scene spirit and inter band love affairs (in a purely platonic way of course) so sit back, relax and enjoy.


 First things first, Peter. Tell us how Delirium Tremens first started.

Basically we all went to school together in Rathmore and one day in mid august ‘07 I was in the Parlour drinking strawberry daiquiris and I bumped into Damien [Delirium Tremens’ guitarist] and we got talking because I hadn’t seen him in a while. His housemate Brian, who’s our other guitarist, was also there and we ended up going back to their house. They were in a band at time and already had a singer (they kinda sounded like Bon Jovi) but he ended up leaving and I took the helm as the vocalist. A friend of ours knew Glenn [our drummer] and she said to him we were looking for one (he’s been in lots of bands like Patio Sounds) and he was up for it. We got together in a community youth outreach centre in east Belfast to play about a month after I met Damien and Brian and we spent a lot of time in a dusty garage just going over some of my song ideas. I’ve been in bands since I was 15 and I’ve never been in a group where the personality and the music mesh so well. Usually if the personalities don’t get on very well the music’s really vital and really interesting, but once you finish playing you don’t want anything to do with them, but Delirium Tremens is different because we enjoy hanging out together as well as playing great music. We’re real homos about stuff like that [laughs].  We’ve a good working and friendly vibe. Nothing’s labored and it all fits into place really well.


Did you find it hard getting gigs in the early days?

I knew a few people who were willing to take chances on bands they’d never seen before and places like the Pavilion, Auntie Annie’s and Lavery’s were very good to us. The good thing about playing all those shows is that you get to meet a lot of different bands and it’s all about who you know and stuff like that, so we tried to get our own clique going with like-minded people. Our first gig was on December 13 ‘07 and then the next day we recorded ‘Barabas’ and ‘Butterknife.’ We’ve got a bit of attention for ‘Barabas’ and it’s been played on Huw Stephen’s show as well as Rory McConnell’s. We did a session for Rory too in February and it was cool to be in the BBC studios because we’re not really used to doing things like that.


We hear the band’s music was going to feature in a horror film last year too.

Yeah, in the summer of ‘08 we went to the Blueroom to record more stuff with Peter [Pratt, producer] and one of those songs (which we don’t play anymore) ‘Remora’ got us attention from the makers of this low budget British horror movie. It was the guy who worked on Hollyoaks and he heard our tune and got in touch asking to use it. So we sent it off and he took it to the money men but it didn’t work out. We got a lot of publicity out of that though.


How important do you think it is for bands to play outside of Belfast?

I think it’s really important. Personally speaking, we’ve played so many gigs in Belfast that we decided we had to get out of the city and play somewhere else. So many Belfast bands are like dogs chasing their tails. Look at groups from Portrush however-they tour everywhere and play places like Cork, Galway and Dublin just as much as here and that’s what we intend to do too.


What was it like playing the Dublin Tattoo Convention last year?

It was such a great show. We went down on the Friday and basically started drinking straight away. The thing is, I’ve no tattoos whatsoever and neither the majority of the band so we were walking around like freaks [laughs]. Our drummer has got one on his arm so we kept trying to convince him to roll his sleeves up so we didn’t look quite so out of place. We ended up quite drunk beforehand (which is something we rarely ever do when we’re playing a gig) and played a great show. Maybe there’s something about playing in an environment where people are getting tattoos, but it seemed to spur us on. Every time we would stop between songs we’d see people bleeding from getting them done and we just really liked the idea of sound-tracking this kinda stuff. We went ape shit and the energy we had was unreal. The coolest thing about the convention was that we were playing to people from all over the world and we had Americans and Italians coming up to us to tell us they enjoyed our music.


Are you excited about playing the Big Gig?

We can’t wait to play it. I think it’s great for the local scene and we’re happy to be a part of it. It should be a really fun night.


Finally Peter, what are your aspirations for the band?

We want to get to a stage where we can record everything ourselves, play gigs in as many different places as possible and pretty much be self sufficient. We know we’re still a new band and we’re happy to keep progressing. It’s a good time to be in Delirium Tremens right now.

 Delirium Tremens play the Big Gig in the Spring and Airbrake, Belfast alongside A Plastic Rose and Ablespacer on June 27. Admission is £4 and doors are at 9pm. www.myspace.com/deliriumtremensrock

The Maccabees

24 06 2009

Last month I went to see Indie hopefuls the Maccabees for Hot Press. Here’s the review from a few weeks ago


The Maccabees at the Spring and Airbrake, Belfast.

Perennial indie underdogs the Maccabees are an exasperating bunch. Shuffling onstage at the punctual time of 10.15pm, the Brighton-based five-piece mumble a few words into the microphone, flop their fringes over their eyes and keep their heads down, chugging out renditions of songs from their last two albums (‘07’s Colour It In and ‘09’s Wall Of Arms for those keeping score). Don’t get us wrong, songs like ‘X Ray’ and ‘Kiss And Resolve’ are note perfect anthems that are well received by the crowd, but there’s no real connection that convinces us they’re ready for the premier league.

But then, five songs in they hit us with the lilting ‘Toothpaste Kisses’ and we finally start to see a crackle of electricity between the performers and their audience. The noisy, spray-on jeans clad clan of Maccabees devotees sing every word and even whistle the “switz-swoo” bit in the middle, much to frontman Orlando Weeks’ amusement. Bless. Despite his inability to say anything audible tonight, he does have a pleasing set of lungs though. On ‘Precious Time’ he sounds every inch the love-struck artisan, lamenting all of life’s wrongs and on the pulsing ‘Lego’ the band throb with some Joy Division inspired goodness.

Rounding off their set with recent single ‘Love You Better,’ the Maccabees appear quite touched by their reception. The song itself sounds huge and hopefully points the way to much bigger things for the band in the future. At 45minutes with no encore, tonight’s gig was a short and sweet experience but then, we wouldn’t want our first date with the Maccabees to be anything less.

 Edwin McFee

Off To Download

11 06 2009

Well, after a week of cramming in two weeks work in three days, I’m about to pack my bags to fly over to Donington for Download. Ever since I was wee I’ve had fond memories of Donington. Myself and my brother Martin used to watch my Iron Maiden live at Donington video constantly (“Bruce Dickinson still ain’t tried our bucket yet”) and this year is my third time going. My first visit was in ’03 for Maiden and the secret Metallica slot where they played to a few thousand, my second was last year where KISS fuckin’ rocked it and I met Valient Himself from Valient Thorr backstage (Pic below. LOVE that band)  and this year, well, who knows what’ll happen.

I’m bringing my laptop over this year as I’m covering the festival for a mag and their deadline is Monday (will tell you more when it goes to print) so if you need me give me a holla. If not, I’ll catch up with everyone when I get back.

Gallows Grey Britain Hot Press Review

10 06 2009

Last month I reviewed the new Gallows album for Hot Press. I wasn’t a huge fan of the band’s first record, but I adore the second one. It’s my favourite album of the year so far (hence the 5star review) so here’s a reprint for y’all to enjoy.


Grey Britain (Warners)

Five out of five

“And I wanna be/Anyone in the world but me/Trapped in the body of a man defeated/ I am the shape of mistakes repeated” sings Gallows frontman Frank Carter on the biting ‘I Dread The Night.’ It’s a lyric that sums up their sophomore effort Grey Britain perfectly and best of all, the band have now learned how to write a tune so you can sing along with the tattooed tunesmith too (misery loves company, after all). Grey Britain is an extremely brave effort by all accounts. Hell-for all intents and purposes it’s a concept record (the worse two words in any self respecting punk’s vocabulary) and its theme of a dying society flows through all 13 tracks like the River Thames itself.

Largely recorded in Abbey Road studios, Grey Britain stretches the boundaries of the genre and creates something entirely new. Samples of pigs being slaughtered and orchestras under-scoring the still venomous music fits perfectly with Frank’s twisted vision and tracks like ‘Leeches,’ ‘London Is The Reason’ and ‘Death Voices’ pay tribute to their heroes the Misfits and the Murder City Devils while still retaining their own identity. As well as the aforementioned ‘I Dread The Night,’ album highlight has to be ‘The Vulture Act I’ which features Frank actually singing backed only by a battered acoustic guitar. The frontman’s voice sounds naked and raw, yet all the more passionate now that he’s dropped the hardman routine for two minutes.

There isn’t a single note that’s wasted on Grey Britain. It’s hardcore enough for their rabid fanbase, tuneful enough for those who are a little faint of heart and the lyrics would make even the most right wing bigot sit back and admit that Frank has a point. Never mind the bollocks, Grey Britain is the most important punk record in a decade.


Key Track: ‘I Dread The Night’

Edwin McFee


8 06 2009

Last week I ended up watching the new Lady GaGa video for ‘Paparazzi.’ It’s easily one of the oddest pop videos I’ve seen in a while. Kinda like a glam rock Marilyn Manson mixed with Courtney Love and Gwen Stefani. Have a wee look and see what you think. I’m genuinely bamboozled by it.

Vest of the Vest

7 06 2009

The older I get, the more I seem to be turning into my Da. For example, this week I’ve been mostly wearing vests. Lots of vests. If I start listening to Pink Floyd though, somebody shoot me.

Death by Chicken!

6 06 2009

On August 28, I turn the grand old age of 30. Now unlike most people, I’m not really bothered about it at all. I know some dudes make a “things to do before you’re 30” list, but to be honest I’ve done everything I’ve wanted to long before the big three-oh (check me out!). That’s except for one thing of course….and that’s getting a big fuck off bucket of chicken from KFC.

Well readers, you’ll all be thrilled to know I got my inaugural bucket this afternoon and it has pleased me greatly as you can tell…

Oh, if I look tired in the piccy it’s thanks to the hippy fuckers who live next door that thought it’d be cool to have a sing-song of tunes by alledged Jesus Juice aficionado Michael Jackson until 3am. God I hate hippies.

Morrissey Omagh review

6 06 2009

Last month I’d the priviledge of seeing Morrissey in Omagh and Belfast and here’s the review that ran in Hot Press from one of the shows.

Morrissey at the Omagh Leisure Complex, Omagh

“Omagh God,” grunts Morrissey into the mic before launching straight into ‘This Charming Man.’ As opening statements of intent goes, this is up there with the best of them and the sold out venue, which is normally used for indoor football, is already in raptures. But then you can’t blame people for being excited. The last gig to take place in this very hall was allegedly Boyzone a life-time ago and the punters of the north-west are literally starved of some sonic kicks so tonight Moz is doing his best to feed the five thousand, so to speak. He’s good like that.

During the first few numbers (‘Billy Budd,’ ‘Black Cloud’) the former Smiths warbler almost gets dragged into the crowd by some over-zealous fans, but it’s a trick the old veteran has seen way too many times before and escapes to belt out ‘How Soon Is Now?’ which sounds life affirming. As the band wrench out the last few discordant bars of that seminal Smiths number, Morrissey lies on the floor with his arms stretched out behind his head. He looks like he’s in heaven and the only thing missing from the image is a cigarette dangling from his mouth and a naked lover entwined around his body.

But then this is Morrissey and as we all know by now, he’s made a career out of his awkwardness, so he doesn’t relax for too long (god forbid people might think he’s enjoying himself) giving us a limp ‘Irish Blood, English Heart,’ following by a herculean ‘How Could Anybody Possibly Feel’ and ‘Girlfriend In A Coma’ side by side. The best moments of a Morrissey show are when he lets down his sonic shield and you can catch a glimpse of the real man. Before ‘Let Me Kiss You’ (which sounds utterly beautiful by the way) he asks us “Can you bear some sentiment? That’s a shame, because I have none. I live in a world of strangers.”

At one point after a stellar ‘One Day Goodbye Will Be Farewell,’ he puts the mic in the crowd and asks Omagh to say something nice. A bloke with a thick, country accent replies “Morrissey, I think you look absolutely gorgeous tonight” prompting the singer to turn his back on the crowd to hide his huge grin. Bless. As the band race towards the finish line with encore ‘First Of The Gang To Die,’ we feel like we’ve witnessed something special and it’s not just because we’re in an odd venue in the country. It’s because Morrissey, for all his talk of retirement, looks alive onstage and finally seems at home with himself. In only took him 50years, but he got there in the end.