Tuesday, 12 October 2010

Case Study: Time.Space.Repeat.

In 2008 we worked on London Showgazer's Time.Space.Repeat's album 'Lost Trnasmissions' which you can buy here: http://www.samu.co.uk

It's had some good press for it, including airplay on Six music.

If you joined the dots of Time.Space.Repeat.'s music you'd perhaps understand why they aren't bigger than they are, but that wouldn't make it any more just. The London shoegazers first full length album 'Early Transmissions' had its flaws certainly, but that merely emphasised it's charm- a passionate, heart on sleeve skeleton's out the closet personal collection of songs that managed to sound absolutely massive to boot.

Many have dubbed rising mob Time.Space.Repeat as the dawning of a new age in post-apocalyptic, shoegaze-tinged post-rock. Echoing songs of desolation and struggling, while at times exuding a suffocated search for hope in the blackening void that is our fair world. Providing the soundtrack for the ever-present end of days that seems to hang heavily like a harvest moon, unceremoniously in the sky.

And for the most part, their message shines through on their second outing 'Lost Transmissions' like a shining beacon of light amongst the eternally black skies that shroud our fair nation. From the swelling ambience of '2 Minute Requiem' through to the rising emotive power of 'Youth Of America (Rise Up Against Your Insect Overlords And Kill! Kill! Kill!)', we're given some brilliantly layered slabs of Radiohead-esque doom rock.

If that weren't enough for you, then the quiet warmth of 'Under The Waves', which boasts near endless numbers of layered guitars and keys atop each other, systematically engulfing the listener in a warm and welcoming blanket of noise and enchantment that lulls, confounds and ultimately reassures the listener of its intent.

Fact is, whether the world will actually come to an end on December 21st 2012 is yet to be seen, but if that's the case, then odds are you'll find TSR welcoming in the apocalypse by cranking out their homage to the end of all mankind, with all the gusto and power that one would expect from such visionaries. Failing that of course, this is still some stunning music from some of London's finest that is bound to both evoke thought and mystify the soul.


Time.Space.Repeat release 2nd album


They maintain the Bush-era paranoid/doomed vibe with song titles like "The Fear", "Who Will Save Us Now" and "Disaster Song" - it's a good thematic starting point, and it could have made for some great music, but the band attacks it with the same post-rock song structures that Mogwai was serving up over a decade ago http://www.losingtoday.com/reviews.php?review_id=4886

If this is to be their last transmission then don't let it pass you by as it all comes tumbling down – a recommended treasure from underground London. http://www.organart.demon.co.uk/neworgan282.htm

 but it's hard to deny the simplistic beauty of the mellow vocals and classical guitar of 'I.S.O.P.O.D.' or the uplifting layers that lead 'No Laces' to its gorgeous crescendo finale. You will be reminded of the slower, quieter moments of Radiohead - clear on tracks such as 'The Fear' - and whether the band like it or not, that comparison is to no detriment to T.S.R. as that particular track builds more and more to end in truly epic, soaring style.

But despite tapering the beatific majesty of these tracks with the ungodly racket of 'Youth Of America' and 'End Of The World', we know that Time.Space.Repeat's mothers brought them up right as they are kind-heartedly offering up all of the album's proceeds to Shelter. So, if nothing else, buy it for that - as well as 'Under The Waves' of course; which sounds as brilliantly emotive as a tearful Ian McCulloch crouched in a council stairwell eating a sugar sandwich and waiting for it all to end. In these days of drag, there are few better bands to soundtrack the winter months.

Time.Space.Repeat. released 'The Fear' and 'Under the Waves' as a free double a side download single on the 30th of March 2008 backed by their new video.




London shoegazers Time.Space.Repeat. are giving away two free downloads from their second album 'Lost Transmissions.' Long time Time.Space.Repeat. live favourite 'The Fear' is an astonishing slice of post rock that trembles on the edge of the end of the world and screams 'I’m not scared' into its ether, compared to the melancholic moments of Radiohead, the rushing positivity through tragedy of Spiritualized, it's the perfect anthem for these times of economic uncertainty. The haunting vocals and tremulous lapping spectral guitars of 'Under The Waves' aches with a longing of lovers lost, it brings to mind the finest work of 'I Like Trains' or the broken melodies of 'Low'.

Both tracks are taken from their second album Lost Transmissions released to generally positive vibes late in 2008. Available as a physical CD from http://www.samu.co.uk it's made up of eleven tracks; it's fifty minutes in length and contains the exclusive video for the track 'Disaster Song'. Costing only five pounds, around four pounds from each sale is donated to Shelter.



‘The Fear’ then sinisterly slithers in and bases its defiance around the simple repetition of the lyric “I’m not scared”; it’s a track of haunting bleakness as the tortured narrator accepts his own mortality, expecting to “see it all turn to dust, I know I won’t be wrong”.

With a press release that refers to the band in question as "an ever-shifting gestalt entity of spirits contained within the glass jar of London", and a name that conjures up bunsen burners, laboratories and sixth form science you can guess that Time.Space.Repeat aren't another run of the mill band of tousle haired faux indie charlatans so beloved of the mainstream media.

With a sound that could be pithily tagged as The Dark Side of OK Computer, Time.Space.Repeat skirt dangerously close to that most maligned of music forms prog rock without descending into the over indulgent noodling that gave the genre such a bad name.
The band are giving away two free downloads, 'Under The Waves' and 'The Fear' from their second album 'Lost Transmissions'. The spine chilling vocals and spectral guitars of 'Under The Waves' will test the emotional resolve of even the most resolute of men while live favourite 'The Fear' is a breathtaking helping of melancholic post rock that trembles on the edge of Radiohead's world before hurtling head first into the comforting arms of Spiritualized.

The Fear’ packs more psychodramatic undercurrents than four hours of Chekhov and ‘Turn Towards The Sun’ could force tears from a statue.


The second release from Time.Space.Repeat, ‘Lost Transmissions’, is one of the most elaborate, challenging and downright soul engulfing records that has been released in a long time.

Hailing from London, this band of not so merry musicians has delivered an album of dynamic, forceful Shoegaze that turns the volume up to 11. There is not one bad moment on this album. When you consider how long it didn’t take to make and how much it didn’t cost, you’re left wondering how they managed to create something so potent and electrifying whilst a certain Mr G’n’R gave us a damp squib.

If you need Radiohead, Sigur Ros and Spiritualized in your life, then make room for Time.Space.Repeat. While they have taken from each of these bands, songs such as the celestial ‘The Fear’ and the brooding, poignant ‘Youth Of America’ drown out all before them with the sheer scale of the beauty released by the musicians and their instruments.

With ‘Lost Transmissions’, Time.Space.Repeat have managed to create a uniquely powerful collection of songs that will have you transfixed in amazement for the duration and leave you with the sort of feeling you get when you’ve experienced something truly profound. (Ollie Cornish, Balcony.tv)

Time.Space.Repeat will take over the world!- Tom Robinson Six Music


London shoegazers Time.Space.Repeat. are giving away two free downloads from their second album 'Lost Transmissions.' Long time Time.Space.Repeat. live favourite 'The Fear' is an astonishing slice of post rock that trembles on the edge of the end of the world and screams 'I�m not scared' into its ether, compared to the melancholic moments of Radiohead, the rushing positivity through tragedy of Spiritualized, it's the perfect anthem for these times of economic uncertainty. The haunting vocals and tremulous lapping spectral guitars of 'Under The Waves' aches with a longing of lovers lost, it brings to mind the finest work of 'I Like Trains' or the broken melodies of 'Low'.
Both tracks are taken from their second album Lost Transmissions released to generally positive vibes late in 2008. Available as a physical CD from http://www.samu.co.uk it's made up of eleven tracks; it's fifty minutes in length and contains the exclusive video for the track 'Disaster Song'. Costing only five pounds, around four pounds from each sale is donated to Shelter.

The album costs a measly £5, so buy the damn thing. You will not regret it. It's perfect for any fans of Post Rock, Shoegaze, etc.

Monday, 11 October 2010

The Love Music Hate Racism EP by Soundandvisionpr

The Love Music Hate Racism EP by Soundandvisionpr

Joy Of Sex -EP, download. Coverage/reviews- lots of them!

Cardiff's Joy Of Sex released their first EP, as our first campaign back in early 08 we helped promote it with zero budget, we started this PR journey with only 20 initial EPs, a handful of emails and a load press addresses. We came up with some good results.
Joy of sex got airplay on Adam Walton's Radio Wales show, Bethan Elfyn's Radio One show, Earwax podcast and GTFM.

They got loads of great reviews:

Scan from Buzz Cardiff Listings magazine, written by Noel Gardner sometime of the NME:

Scan from an Artrocker Live review

From Subba-Cultcha:
Their name is such an obvious gag i'm amazed that someone hasn't already thought of it. Musically - it's spiky, minimalist, arty and goes off in unexpected directions and the interplay between the 3 vocalists brings to mind a fusion of Prinzhorn Dance School and Wire. (CM)

From Another Form Of Relief:
Exactly when did Cardiff become the music capital of the country? It seems to have slowly crept into that position, but somehow it's producing band after band of great music. This week's offering is Joy of Sex, a three-piece who like "short songs, rhythm, repetition, noise", all things I can appreciate.
December, Month of Plenty starts with slowly, and just when you start to think it isn't really up to much, it kicks in properly. Distortion is everywhere, the vocals suddenly don't care and it generally goes all over the place. It doesn't even come close to troubling the two minute barrier, and when it's over, you just end up pressing play once again. I'm not going to hail Joy of Sex as the greatest thing ever just yet, but the potential is certainly there.

From RockMidgets:
Illustrating that there's a hell of a lot more to the South Wales music scene than just a sea of generic post-hardcore and metal, Cardiff-based trio Joy of Sex are one of the most intriguing propositions to emerge from the Welsh capital for some time. Blending three-pronged vocals, drum machines and taut post-punk guitars, listening to their self-titled debut EP it's not hard to imagine Joy of Sex becoming firm fashionista favourites in the not too distant future. The rickety 'December, Month of Plenty' may open proceedings, but it's the skewed rhythms of 'There Are No Giants' that burns brightest of all four tracks with its echoes of latter day Dischord, while the electro-tinged 'Red Rocket' proves that the band are no mere one trick ponies. A promising foundation to build upon.
A weird one from Music-News:
'The Strokes'. Some would say they're slightly predictable and boring. Even those who claim to be fans of the band would admit in recent years they have become a tad predictable (read f**king rubbish).
Thankfully something somewhat benevolent is smiling upon your furry faces as The 'Joy Of Sex' mince into view. Now some would view mincing as a negative way to describe the appearance of a band, but to be honest in this case it's the only valid word you could use to describe music that mixes the straight up rock of 'The Strokes' with the awkwardness of early 'Bloc Party'.
If you didn't know where 'There are no Giants' came from you'd assume it was a the kind of Strokes B-side that is better than most of their album material, until about 57 seconds in, where it turns into a difficult unfriendly beast with a fantastic bass line.
There's a musical assurance here that defies the lyrical context, which itself smells of the irrational insecurities many 'creative types' feel. Thankfully the music 'The Joy of Sex' create, only very rarely strays into the realms of complete rubbish i.e. the last 44 seconds of 'A Briefing'. Cut that out and that song is sorted.
'Red Rocket' is a jagged beast that turns away from the Strokes, delving into a more difficult Kyuss owned arena. It's fuzzy overridden guitars face off against bowel wrenching bass. These people clearly have an understanding of how vocals can lie over a beat as both the male and female voices flow over the top of sharp edged beats like water over a cliff. One criticism though. The girl can obviously sing, let her.
'The Joy of Sex' are, overall a dream to be with, their understated Strokey partly Kyuss jams present an option that is fantastically palatable. Enjoy.

A great one from Organ:
JOY OF SEX – Is it something in the air, is scratchy wrong pop week? More things to say? "We agree on several things" they say, "short songs, rhythm, repetition, noise, form meeting function..." and yes they have all that nailed down and in place along with their scrape and bang and their joy of sex. A threesome, two boy one girl action and a fresh perspective, don't got expecting any kind of mere novelty – "equality, newness..." and tunes of plenty buried underneath the furs, put of the lights tonight is it December already? I guess we should talk of Art Brut and The Fall and Wire and jagged smiles and thought we had all worked out... everything is good, nothing ruined, a fine fine demo.
From Joy Collective:
Cardiff post-punk, art-pop outfit Joy of Sex have released their debut four track EP, and here's a review!
Opening with what sounds like a surreal Christmas Carol that quickly turns into an Art Brut meets The Pixies indie-growler, this debut EP from Cardiff based Joy of Sex is a speedy, experimental and pleasing little record.
Second track 'There Are No Giants' is the standout here, flailing around from laconic verse to squawked chorus barked over stripped down instrumentation. They have a similar post-Frank Blank to sound to fellow Cardiffians The Victorian English Gentlemens Club, also administering a slightly schizoid tendency to their song structures. 'Briefing' has a more erratic post-punk edge to it, with the lead vocals becoming practically seagull-like.
Closer 'Red Rocket' growls over a staccato bassline, boy/girl vocals and drum beat all insistently striking at once until a searching The Cure-like guitar line leads us out of the track.
At four tracks in just over nine minutes it's an extremely brief release, but suggests that this three-piece has enough inventiveness and spark up their sleeves to make them worthy of your attention.

A German one we still have yet to translate. If you can help, feel free:
killerband? bestimmt nicht. und einen hype um die drei briten gibt es auch nicht und wird es in absehbarer zeit auch nicht geben. und wenn ich mir den langen anschaue, dann hat der seine beste zeit auch schon hinter sich. doch die ideen, die joy of sex haben, reichen immerhin für eine ep (erschien am 18.08., gibts auf konzerten oder auf anfrage). das reduzierte, die momente der täuschung sind das besondere an diesem vordergründig punkigen sound. zu dritt singen sie, vereint kloppen sie auf ein echtes und ein elektronisches drumkit ein. die straffe gitarre brauchts für ein paar dringende einspritzer, den bass fürs treiben. wire oder p.i.l. darf man hier schon hören.

From Sweeping The Nation:
Haven't had a Cardiff band for a while, so let's have one now. Joy Of Sex are a multi-gendered trio who sound like a wired, boggle-eyed take on the fuzzily taut Pixies/Wire dynamic with criss-crossing vocals, wrecked song structures and seeming stream of conscious while still meaningful lyrics, and if all that sounds familiar to long time STN readers then it should be clarified that they do indeed share a kinship with The Victorian English Gentlemens Club. And frankly, two bands mining this seam (not that they're a straight ripoff by any means, we hasten to add) is far better than none.
From Indie Dad:
Joy Of Sex – December, Month Of Plenty is an unusual construction sounding like a singing Christmas card from The Fall. If carol singers came to my door with something like this they'd be more likely to depart with a stipend, it's something of a fragment but there is no need – in my book – to expand on an idea beyond it's natural life. It could easily be subtitled Winter Of Discontent or Ode To SADs as it has a hang dog wassail quality to it. After the accappella chorus we get the sort of basic instrumental guitar/drum that would be at home (and as basic as) a Half Man Half Biscuit track. And that's fine - it doesn't require more. It manages to have a vague menace as well as an oblique humour (December here is a wasteland of beatings, strikes, and cold lonely death from starvation – but manages not to be a bit depressing). Possibly the perfect introduction to a band as it makes you wonder what the Hell the rest of their songs are like. Sometimes you know a band are "my kind of people" and this is so with Joy Of Sex, I'll be playing this at Christmas much to my partners disgust. Half Man Half Brandy Snap.

And one in French, which Matt has translated:
Comme annoncé il y a quelque temps, voici le billet sur le premier EP des brillamment nommés Joy of Sex sur leur propre label Robot Architect !
Il devient de plus en plus difficile de trouver son bonheur parmi la horde de groupes d'influence art punk ou post-punk ( et même maths rock d'ailleurs ) qui s'échine avec leurs mélodies ultra-bright et leur production à la javel à nous faire croire que ce sont des genres pour bonne soeur. Heureusement Joy of Sex nous rappelle que le plaisir ne se trouve pas toujours dans un lit aux draps bien propres et repassés...
Quatre morceaux courts, à la basse qui tape, aux guitares excitées et aux chants ( cris ? ) qui se répondent de façon quasi tribale, voilà la musique de Joy of Sex. Ca sent sous les bras. Ca rappelle Wire ou PiL pas pour une ressemblance formelle mais par la capacité à faire à la fois sale, joyeux ( bon, c'est peut-être pas le terme ) et accrocheur. C'est festif, entraînant et décalé, un peu comme Art Brut sans le côté ostensiblement déconneur. Ca ne passera sans doute jamais sur les radios bien pensantes. Mais ça fait beaucoup de bien !
Pour vous faire une petite idée, le premier morceau 'December, Month Of Plenty' est téléchargeable gratuitement par ici ou sur last FM ( où vous pourrez également écouter les trois autres morceaux ) !

Results: Joy of Sex are now releasing singles under the I Blame The Parents record label alongside local cult act Gindrinker.

Case Study: Paul Hawkins & The(e) Awkward Silences


Second full length release from London's most entertaining live band  Paul Hawkins & The(e) Awkward Silences is an ambitious elaborate double CD. “Someone doing something truly on their own and making the rules up as they go along.” Artrocker. “Hawkins is breathing life into a tired genre and then spitting in its resurrected face.” Student Radio Association. “Rejoice in their individualism, their energy, their off-kilter rock n roll with intriguing lyrics and a captivating presence. Their set on the Introducing Stage at Latitude 2008 was one of the highlights of my weekend.” – Huw Stephens, BBC Radio 1.

Paul Hawkins & The(e) Awkward Silences- Every Word I Say to you will be a lie- video


 Paul Hawkins and Thee Awkward Silences' Apologies to the Enlightenment is a multi-dimensional hour and a half of 'life isn't fair.'


Over the last few years Paul Hawkins has been honing his outsider version of Pub/Art Rock and with this album the elements gel and he takes his place on the throne as King Of Fools. If you’re of a certain age some old art rock will come to mind along the way as you journey over the two discs. Ian Dury has been mentioned (agreed, if we’re talking Kilburn & The High Roads) and I’d add a bit of Deafschool and Doctors Of Madness. I notice from the promo sheet he has supported Wreckless Eric which makes absolute sense. But really it’s all part of a dark but accessible stream of Psyche from Rocky Eriksson to Earl Brutus. There’s a certain suburban weirdo literary bent to it, Ray Davies meeting David Lynch could be responsible for I’m In Love With A Hospital Receptionist for example.

The public don’t know it yet, but Paul Hawkins & Thee Awkward Silences are clamouring for the position of best British band of the 21st Century

Apologies to the Enlightenment marks a massive maturity in the Awkward Silences’ sound. Just listening to the opening track ‘The Beasts In The Upstairs Bedroom’ sets a haunting scene, with a dirge reminiscent of something you’d get on a Sunn O))) record (yes, really). And it moves on from there, with a rollercoaster of amazing and questionable tracks, all of which have an incredible musical maturity about them. It’ll probably be my one to buy in April, but spend the time between checking out the back catalogue.

This is a dense, epic, sprawling and extraordinarily ambitious body of work. Like this year's Liars album, art reacts to the irrational systems within which we exist. No more proficiently has anyone managed to step back from Western culture's current position and ask "What the fuck is going on?"

In the end, while all of Hawkin’s sad-sacks and heroic failures are hanging on by their fingernails, there’s still a twinkling of hope. The music varies from twangy guitars to cheesy drum machines, cacophony to fragile piano, and usually (but not always) provides a good support to Hawkins’ loping vocals.
A somewhat eccentric work, ‘Apologies to the Enlightenment’ should appeal to people with Tom Waits and The Fall in their record collection.

Paul Hawkins is an indie artist in a nutshell. That he "Apologies To The Enlightenment" recorded with a low budget you hear. The sound is not always perfect, but it usually does not bother us. Why? The songs of these British are quirky and catchy as hell. Although often melancholy in nature, this is the perfect music to your mouth from ear to ear and pulling your face into a big happy face.

To wrap this one up then, Apologies to the Enlightenment is either an album of potential that has brief moments to shine, or a musical statement of such genius that it has gone way over my head and I just don't get it. Either way, it' is definitely at odds with anything else I've heard recently.or ever, for that matter.

This is a really unique album and one that LOUD HORIZON would not hesitate in recommending to anyone whose musical taste has brought them to this site in the first place.
‘Apologies To The Enlightenment’ is a sprawling, angst-filled record yet - for the most part - the seventy-plus minutes of music here is riveting. Credit must go equally to Hawkins’ no holds barred, acerbic delivery and the unsettling but hook-filled arrangements which support him.

 This is a very angsty disc which spits fire, frustration and humour at the modern world and is therefore, all the more necessary to have around.

It's an experimentalist indie/avant-garde record that's full of fine details and small intricacies to be discovered

Apologies…’ serves up great blasts of state-of-the-nation anomie, worried and worked up so you don’t have to be, and speaks sense like a madman 

Paul Hawkins & Thee Awkward Silences - Apologies To The Enlightenment: 19th April
Sometime anti-folk scene leader elect brings love/hate voice, odd lyrical attachments and art-mess attack to, of all things, a double album.

Paul Hawkins & The(e) Awkward Silences

Paul Hawkins & Thee Awkward Silences are probably one of the best bands on the planet


Best in British Music Show with Tara O.

Paul Hawkins & Thee Awkward Silences The Day The Music Stopped Apologies To The Enlightenment (May).

Second off you can see an exclusive video interview and session performance of “Monkey Serum” for livemusic.fm


Eagle-eyed fans of the band will recognise the interviewer and know his connection with the band...
The first track on ‘Apologies To The Enlightenment‘; ‘The Beast In The Upstairs Bedroom’ has been played by Gareth from the wonderful Bearded magazine on his podcast with Anthony from God Don’t Like It which you download for FREE from Itunes, we suggest you check it out...

The whole album has been chosen by Rocker Rosehip as ‘Featured Album Of The Month’ from Dandelion Radio and will be played every day for the whole of May...


Ten City Nation- double a sided single by Soundandvisionpr

Ten City Nation- double a sided single by Soundandvisionpr

Case study: Ten City NatIon

Using Sound and Vision Pr's extensive contacts book both online, offline and on radio (and Seymour's hard work posting out his album). We attempted to to gain reviews, features, airplay, interviews and coverage for Bury St. Edmunds rock band Ten City Nation and their second album At The Still Point.

Ten City Nation's second album 'At the still Point' came out on the 3rd of August last year. You can download/buy the album here:

Campaign: An album review appeared in the NME, and the band were played on XFM, BBC six music, Propaganda radio and Resonance. They also scored two features in Rock sound, a review in Artrocker and great interviews on The Line of Best Fit, Subba-cultcha and the devil has the best tuna.

Here's a few highlights and the updated Ten City Nation PR campaign.
“Listen closely and you’ll notice the intricacies, layers and attention to detail.  TCN understand that subtlety can be a powerful tool, and that makes them a very exciting prospect indeed.” – Rock Sound

“The best use of fuzz pedal we’ve heard this year… the kind of music that’s in search of beauty (7/10)” – NME 
"Ten City Nation are exciting and brave enough to crank out an album of bruising, energetic noise. Over a decade after Idlewild broke through, it appears they've finally got some serious competition."BBC MUSIC

"This is a brilliant album... Ten City Nation propels itself with an eclectic relentlessness. (Album of the Week)” – Treblezine

 Ten City Nation are an uncommonly naturalistic and gritty band in this day and age and freeness or no freeness, are well worth a listen.


Ten City Nations album “At the Still Point” is one of those albums you will find yourself playing constantly, and if you’re like me there will be some uncontrollable foot tapping going on too. This album has many addictive tracks such as 'Room 10101', 'Black Tie White Soul' and 'Snakebite Blues' which are my 3 favourites.

Ten City Nation

One of England’s best hidden gems, the underrated Ten City Nation, chat to us about the past, present and future.

Brash, noisy, spiky rockers Ten City Nation took time out from ripping the UK apart to give the Devil an insight into what they'd do if they were in charge of the world, a little education on the significance of the number ten and their favourite bands on the scene this year.



This year we began work on making people aware of the new Ten City Nation dates and their forthcoming single 'Hidden Shallows/ The Air is On Fire' its gone exceedingly well so far! They've secured a BBC introducing session, numerous reviews and good coverage accross the net.

Ten City Nation- Hidden Shallows (video)

Ten City Nation - Magnetic West - BBC Introducing Session 


Occasionally you wake up in the morning with an incredible song in your head and wonder “What happened to that band?”.  Miss Black America were one of those bands; despite a relatively small following they were cherished by those under their spell. Winning the heart of legendary DJ John Peel and making multiple dents in his 2002 festive-fifty with ‘Talk Hard’ making it to the #3 position.

Far from disappearing off the face of the planet they are playing together as the amazing Ten City Nation. We caught up with guitarist (and occasional vocalist) Seymour Patrick to find out more.

Ten City Nation crafting a sound thats both intriguing and satisfying, taut angular indie rock thats custom built for repeat plays and suggests a band capable of lasting the distance.

these songs demonstrate Ten City Nation's potential to grow into one of the best rock bands out there. For fans of Reuben and Dinosaur Pile-Up.


I know this a ‘double-A-side’ release, and that one track must obviously precede the other, but personally I would have had ‘The Air Is On Fire’ as the lead. This one I think has the variation and attitude that is missing from ‘Hidden Shallows.’ If I were to suggest that it reminds me of early U2, it’s meant as a big compliment.


solid post-hardcore power trio, kind of like various Yankee bands who played that kind of music. Jawbox? Traindodge? That kind of thing, I haven't listened to that sort of music in a long time so I could perhaps be barking up the wrong tree. This is certainly more polished than those bands, but pulls in some nice elements from the style. I like the punchy guitars and strong vocals


The distinctive style of 'Hidden Shallows' mixes the passion of Biffy Clyro with the quirkiness of The Automatic, whilst being continually cloaked with Nirvana's grungines




TEN CITY NATION "Hidden Shallows" (R*E*P*E*A*T Records)
RELEASED? 20th September
SOUNDS LIKE? Not beige. Driven by hope and rage. Not beige. No truck with cool, no fear. Not beige. Not class consciousness, just classy. Not beige
IS IT ANY GOOD? Only two tracks, but they kick, writhe and bite a swathe through punk, pop, garage and  trouble-gum as easily as they pick, pick apart, redefine and discard shoegaze. Put it this way, Ten City Nation are a rock band whereas U2 are tax dodgers with a pr team.

Progress: All in all Ten City Nation's albums have now been downloaded over 100,000 times.