Live Reviews

Live Reviews

The Undercover Hippy live at the New Cross Inn

...with Ferocious Lopez and Smiley & The Underclass

A lucky happenstance found me in sunny London town this week, so I took the opportunity to visit the New Cross Inn for the first time.

For those of you who don’t know, the New Cross Inn is the spiritual home of much of the UK ska scene, with basically every band ever having played there nineteen times, it hosts the incredible Level Up Fest and, of course, its operated by the lovely Paul Smith and is the oft-home of the Be Sharp Promotions gang.

Tim Loud & The Terrorpins
Live Reviews

Tim Loud at The Taphouse

Folky-punky-noisy fun on a Friday night.

For this gig, Tim kindly decided to be flyer buddies with us here at WSP (proof on the right), so I wanted to write a few words about the show.

It’s just a quick one though, because, you know, life… Overall, it was a very enjoyable night – with some surprisingly great pizza from the Old Abbey Taphouse too, so check that out if you are ever in the area.

Live Reviews

The Skints with Bedouin Soundclash

Too much dancing, too much fun, the entirely correct amount of bass...

For the second of my weekend double-gig-athon (read the review of the first one here), I was back in Manchester once more, this time with tingling anticipation bubbling up inside me. After some appropriately spicy chips, myself and Josh found ourselves under the railway arches of Gorilla, ready for an evening of offbeat fun. Bedouin Soundclash

Live Reviews

Gloryhammer Live (plus Beast in Black + Windrose)

Ridiculous future-goblin-pantomime-metal is brilliant

This might be a short one – brilliantly, I got to go to two gigs this weekend! – but Saturday night I was invited by my mate Josh to see the band Gloryhammer

Now, I’d never heard of them before he asked, but over the last couple of months I’ve listened to their brilliant-if-odd mix of symphonic theatrical space metal with a rise sense of anticipation. With songs like “Questlords Of Inverness, Ride To The Galactic Fortress!“, and raging, hypermelodic guitar solos, you know you’re in for a treat. I was fairly sure I’d end up with neckache from too much head-banging, after many years without going to a proper Metal show.