Irish sludge metallers Zhora have released a second video to promote their second album ‘Ethos, Pathos, Logos’.
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Irish sludge band Zhora release new live video
Irish sludge metal merchants Zhora have recently posted a live video from this year’s Bloodstock Festival, which you can watch in full below. In the words of vocalist Colin Bolger, “Turmoil does exactly what it says on the tin. It takes you and your precious feelings and drags them through the mud and blood until you can’t take no more.”
God Damn unveil new video, announce short hiatus
They’ve had enough crossover appeal to play at both the Download and Reading/Leeds Festivals, shared stages with Foo Fighters and The Cribs and more. Wolverhampton’s God Damn have now unveiled a new video for the devastating ‘I’ll Bury You’, a track that combines noisy art-rock elements with a sludge-fuelled riff.
The video marks the end of the current chapter in the band’s history. They’re now about to take a short break and reflect before writing their next album.
THE WHITE SWAN – The White EP
Towards the end of 2016, Canadian doom merchants The White Swan unleashed their debut EP. Although just offering the discerning riff-junkie just three tracks, on ‘Anubis’, Mercedes Lander and her crew of heavyweight sludge lovers proved that quality always wins out over quality. Between the band’s own ‘Blood’ – a perfect fusion of heaviness and an odd, treacly psychedelia – and the heaviest version of Wings’ ‘Jet’ ever – hearing is believing – the release was an instant classic. Several months on, their eagerly awaited follow up doesn’t so much pick up where the previous tracks left off, but tries its utmost to smash the previous efforts into smithereens [in this case, meaning a thousand pieces; at no point do The White Swan attempt to put their heaviest stamp upon anything written by Pat DiNizio, but it might be a fun idea…]
EMPTYBROOK – Emptybrook EP
Summer in Finland is short. Very short, apparently. Maybe that’s why this band have chosen a moniker that at once conjures images of nature, only to couple the pastoral visions with the idea of something lacking. There’s no babbling brook here, no salmon leaping…just emptiness. It’s the near perfect choice of name as it turns out, as an empty brook suggests dashing hopes. Maybe it’s those dashed hopes that have made these four Finns so scathing, since Emptybrook’s music attacks with a scowl, a hardened vocal and an echoing reverb that’s deeply unnerving.