Fingertips – Lewis Mokler
Those trademark incandescent vocals seem to shine in the dark… vocals bubble and burst, punted hither and thither across the rippling notes
MoreThose trademark incandescent vocals seem to shine in the dark… vocals bubble and burst, punted hither and thither across the rippling notes
MoreHold onto your hat because this is a lash-out fire-storm of an album – the insatiable thudding roll rock ‘n’ will guide you into the very mouth of Hades itself, before cracking your nuts. Ruthless and immortal…
Morestrategically placed vocals take you from germination to termination in just a few terrifying steps… Heartbreaking and mesmerizing at the same time…
Moreeerie keys and a tremulous quality- like the vestige of autumn leaves hanging onto stark trees in earnest. Vocals blow gently across the scene, hardly rustling the percussion leaving you on the edge of regret…
Morejam packed full of spirited drummery and dazzling virtuosity …the directness and purity of the passion is squeezed out, drop-by-drop…
MoreDan’s songs are intensely acrimonious – with talons of piercing guitar that cause welters of pain in your softer regions
MoreA thumpy bumpy-car cartload of percussive influences and instant danceable beats, lavishly garnished with rockabilly style ‘Cochran’ guitars…
MoreThis confection gently feathers your mood, sending tendrils of love way into your heart
MoreSteph’s fragile voice almost breaks apart because of the tension and anxiety created by the prevailing sense of emptiness…
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