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Orizon waxed lyrical on the distorted gospel of twisted faith in ‘thanks/sorry/fuck you’

Orizon

With thanks/sorry/fuck you, a seminal single from Orizon’s sophomore album Unchrist, the Melbourne-based experimentalist crafted an Avant-Garde symphony of conflicted thoughts and chaotic cohesion.

It’s an invitation to stare into the sonic abyss of a mind wrestling with a triality of contradictions and witness how the track builds on drill foundations, brashy boom-bap beats, and jagged synth lines that buzz like electricity sparking between frayed nerves. The track mirrors the unrelenting tension as gospel vocal samples surface intermittently, a warped and distorted reminder of the artist’s roots in Catholicism, where sin and salvation continually collide.

As the track evolves, Orizon’s steady and scarred bars hold their ground amidst unpredictable turns. Breakbeats tear through the production like the rapture battering stained glass windows, while moments of erratic electronica ensure the listener never settles into comfort.  The crescendos may be cinematic, but there’s little resolve to be found here as Orizon stands as a Lynchian figure in the experimental hip-hop sphere.

While his previous projects—Stories of the Supreme and RADIO (INPINK)toyed with loneliness and love, this final instalment tackles religion with raw introspection. Each note feels like an exorcism, but Orizon doesn’t stop at self-purging. He challenges listeners to confront their own faith and struggles with belief.

With thanks/sorry/fuck you, Orizon redefines what experimental hip-hop can achieve—not by neatly slotting into a niche, but by allowing unfiltered creativity to dominate. This is what happens when an artist lets the truth cut deep.

thanks/sorry/fuck you hit all major streaming platforms on December 20th; find your preferred way to listen and connect with Orizon via this link.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Kilravock unchained a sludgy industrial rock wrecking ball with ‘Incompatibility’

Incompatibility ][ Working Class Hero by Kilravock

The latest single, ‘Incompatibility’, by the alternative artist Kilravock, sonically storms through the gates of multiple genres. The raucously riled juggernaut is fuelled by the fire of industrial metal, sludged up through strokes of stoner doom rock, and finds its chameleonic stripes through the influence of progressive rock. It’s an onslaught of chaos that places Kilravock in the same league as Combichrist and Rammstein without bowing to any mechanised predecessor’s rulebook.

Omaha-based Steven W. Smith—known for his contributions to The Alliterates, Lucid Fugue, Megaton, and Valley of Shadows—has morphed into a one-man powerhouse under the Kilravock moniker. From instrumentation to production, everything you hear is of Smith’s own making, lending the track an undeniable sense of personal authenticity as it distils Smith’s frustration with society’s rigid frameworks and his lived neurodivergent experiences into a landscape of deep, sorrowful vocals and raw, frustrated howls.

Throughout, Kilravock’s grip on the melodic weight ensures that even though you’re pummelled by vicious distortion and messy reflections of discordance, you’re never lost. Instead, you’re locked into the insanity, granted permission to unchain your own chaos, and left with an aftertaste of brutal truth.

Incompatibility is now available to stream and purchase via Bandcamp.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

The Music Architect unchained their originality in their alt-pop tour de force, MINE

The lead title track from The Music Architect’s double A-side release, MINE, pulsates with organic originality through a myriad of transgressions in aural aesthetics, making the earworm impossible to pigeonhole.

Attempting to scribe the artist’s sonic signature in words is no simple task; it’s all about the vibe; the vibe that allows you to sink into a seductively cinematic panorama of unfeigned emotion, painted with alt-electro pop motifs, rare lashings of funk flirtations, drips of disco, and the neon-lit synaesthesia of synthwave.

In a music landscape often saturated with formulaic compositions, The Music Architect blazes their own trail by favouring expression over commercial appeal yet manages to hit a home run in both ballparks. The palpable urgency in the vocal performance, which is as chameleonic as the instrumental arrangement, sweeps you up with the force of a riptide in its visceral embodiment of desire.

The 19-year-old New Zealand-based producer and artist has been crafting and releasing music since the age of 14. Their debut album, Depressed But Well Dressed, dropped on Spotify in 2022. Since then, they’ve explored a spectrum of genres—from the indie rock tones of Garden of Mind to the dance and RnB vibes of the 2023 album MetanoiaNow ephemerally nestled in the alt-pop arena with MINE, the Avant-Gardist is becoming increasingly harder to ignore.

Stream MINE on all major platforms, including Spotify.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Head Wound annihilated the airwaves with their electro-punk hit, D.B.V.T.Y

On November 15th, Head Wound stormed the alt-punk scene with their joint EP with the local act Soft Exit. Head Wound’s contribution to the Split EP will undoubtedly cause plenty of people to check if Mike Patton has spawned another moniker.

The frenetically electric opening track, D.B.V.T.Y, is a rollercoaster of transgressions, from the seductive electronic opening salvo which throws back to the salacious appeal of Alec Empire to the prowling basslines that echo Eighties Matchbox B-Line Disaster to the Fantomas-esque outburst of sheer insanity which chews up typical time signatures and spits them out as relentless attacks of glitchy garage punk.

As the ferocious synthesis of punk, post-hardcore and math rock veers to its outro, you realise you never knew the true definition of aural intensity until you witnessed the juggernautical power of Head Wound. The Kuwait-based powerhouse isn’t just pushing boundaries, they’re launching an all-out assault on them until they’re bruised, broken and barely distinguishable.

Stream D.B.V.T.Y as part of Head Wound’s debut LP on all major platforms, including Spotify, Bandcamp and Apple Music.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Folk meets prog-punk in Whate’s orchestrally cinematic composition By Torchietto

Where fire meets finesse, whate’s composition ‘By Torchietto’ ignites a fervent blaze that’s set to endure. At its core, the UK-based progressive alt-punk outfit harnesses a storm of eclectic influences, melding the raw energy of punk with the intricate layers of orchestral folk and progressive music. From the stings of violins reminiscent of classical giants like Hans Zimmer and Ennio Morricone to riotous chords, the band’s standout single, ‘By Torchietto’, is an incendiary declaration.

Founded in Italy by Dave Dreamer—lead singer, guitarist, composer, and violinist—whate crafts sound-transcending spectacles. With each member’s diverse background, ranging from blues to prog rock, the band forges a style baptised as “progressive punk”. This sophisticated, new sound is a cocktail of revolutionary ideas, blending Dreamer’s love for classical with punk’s unapologetic rebellion.

‘By Torchietto’ itself is a profound alchemy, balancing tender orchestration against striking, fiery energy, pulling listeners into a cinematic sweep of emotion and rhythm. Much like the rest of the artist’s discography, the single embodies the band’s unflinchingly urgent cry for societal transformation and personal awakening, all while demonstrating their ability to channel their inner tumult into a coherent call to action.

whate’s trajectory, from their debut ‘Can’t Breathe Anymore’ to their current partnership with Rexius Records, signifies a band soaring on their own terms. With ‘By Torchietto’, whate stands poised on a pedestal of their own crafting, unlikely to ever cascade from the pinnacle they’ve reached.

By Torchietto was officially released on November 8th and is now available to stream on all major platforms, including Spotify.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Cutting Through Nostalgia: No Edits Ignite Modern Angst in ‘Faulty Intuition’

We All End Up The Same by No Edits

In their latest single, Faulty Intuition, the powerhouse, No Edits, pushes past the boundaries of Seattle’s alt-rock legacy to deliver a visceral post-hardcore anthem, sharp enough to pierce right through the psyche.

With angular riffs that feel more like sonic daggers, this track forges a path unburdened by any homage to the city’s signature sound. Instead, Faulty Intuition lands like a volatile fusion of influences, crafted with an almost calculated abandon that lets it flirt with post-hardcore dissonance while staying grounded in an alt-indie aesthetic.

As a freshly rechristened trio, No Edits—formerly known as Fixtures—make it clear they’re uninterested in nostalgia. They nod to a lineage of greats like Burning Airlines and These Arms Are Snakes, but the group’s energy leans into the future rather than mining the past. The jagged guitar lines and shifting time signatures evoke the genius of Porcupine Tree and the raw force of Alexisonfire, without feeling tethered to any one genre. This sonic experiment channels the modernistic intensity of Royal Blood, creating an angst-driven that straddles chaos and control.

Taken from their debut LP, We All End Up The Same, the track’s dynamic riffing, emotive vocals and blistering rhythm section are primed to resonate with fans who crave immediacy in alt-rock. Faulty Intuition slices through convention, capturing a modern, digitally distorted existential angst that’s less about reviving the past and more about reimagining rock’s present.

Faulty Intuition is now available to stream and purchase on Bandcamp.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

faSade – Freedom to Carry (Is Not Free): A Dark Cabaret Plea For An End to The Right to Bear Arms

In the Avant Garde production of faSade’s dark cabaret rock single, Freedom to Carry (Is Not Free), the artist plunges deep into the heart of one of America’s most polarising debates. The jazz-imbued track, saturated with theatrical verve, doesn’t shy from voicing the harrowing price paid by innocence in the face of the nation’s gun culture.

With each lyric, faSade delivers visceral blows, but none as sharp as the one imparted through the strikingly sombre line, “Your freedom to carry is not free when I have to carry my child to the cemetery”.

The fierce outcry against the so-called freedom of gun ownership accounts for the loss of the cost of children’s lives while delivering an anthem mourning those lost to the bullets of mentally ill assailants and a rebuke of society’s complacency.

With America on the brink of electing a new leader, the timing of the track couldn’t be more poignant. faSade holds a mirror to the grim realities of a society that chooses the profits of the gun industry over the safety of its youth as the artist condemns the political powers that perpetuate this cycle of violence for electoral gains, and the societal indifference that allows domestic abusers and despondent individuals access to firearms.

Through Freedom to Carry (Is Not Free), faSade implores listeners to awaken from their idle states as mere legislative changes could preserve countless futures.

The official video for Freedom to Carry (Is Not Free) premiered on October 18th; stream the video on YouTube now.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Lia Juno exhibited the pain of raw rumination in her alt-indie tour de force, Sight

Lia Juno

Ethereal alt-indie pop vocals meet cavernous guitar lines in Lia Juno’s intimately melancholic single, ‘Sight’, which deconstructs familiar tonality, tearing it down to the aural rubble before rebuilding a sonic landscape where sanctuary for the disillusioned resides.

Since unveiling her debut single, Fevering, earlier this year, the LA-based independent artist has made all the right waves; with her latest single she puts herself in the same league as Wolf Alice and Big Thief with the cerebral thematic nature of the manifesto of mournful rumination.

Building up from Pixies-esque artfully dramatic motifs to a blisteringly grungy crescendo of distorted guitars clashing in oscillation with the rhythm section, Sight ensures that if you have any pent-up emotions when you hit play, they’ll be obliterated by the impact of the track’s climax which you’ll want to feel the force of time after time.

Sight will be available to stream on all major platforms, including Spotify and SoundCloud, from October 30th.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Thee Spicy Leviathan cut through the ‘Noise’ with their latest alt-rock juggernaut

The latest stoner rock-adjacent single, Noise, from Manchester’s freshly formed outfit, Thee Spicy Leviathan, borrows a few salacious leaves from Deftones’ sonic playbook, scrawling their sonic signature across the pages. Once lured by the seductive rhythmic pulse of the single, subversion sinks in as the euphonic deadpan vocals transition from crooning to screamo snarls, unveiling a vicious sense of duality in the production that mirrors the hypersonic drama reminiscent of Muse. It’s practically the stoner rock equivalent of a horror film jump scare, heightening the immersion in the technically cultivated, tumultuously ingenious track.

It’s been a while since I’ve been able to say that Manchester harbours a new, truly prodigious outfit, but no one can deny the powerhouse is cutting through the nostalgic banality of the scene, blazing a similar trail to Dirty Laces, Deja Vega, and The Virginmarys.

As they gear up for their debut album launch later this year, Thee Spicy Leviathan is poised to ignite the alt-rock genre with their explosive, primal energy.

The official music video for Noise premiered on October 2nd; stream it on YouTube now.

Review by Amelia Vandergast

Rooftop Screamers & Randy McStine – Souvenirs: A Mesmeric Prog-Pop-Rock Keepsake of Nostalgia and Emotion

In Souvenirs, Rooftop Screamers, the passion project of Mike Collins, pulled from his well of diverse musical influences and delivered a sonic experience that echoes through the past and present. With Randy McStine (Porcupine Tree) and Mark Plati (David Bowie) lending their talents, the track captures the bitter-sweetness of nostalgic reflection to transmit an affecting ode to the beauty of mementoes and the sorrow of losing touch with people who have shaped your soul.

The choral pop-rock energy of the song, tinged with prog-rock guitar motifs, rises and falls like waves of memories rushing through the psyche. Shimmering 80s chords lift the track into an almost celestial realm, while the melancholic lyrics drag you back to Earth with a gravity that’s hard to shake. You’ll find yourself torn between the elation of the instrumentals and the heaviness of the message which we can all relate to. We’ve all been there as protagonists in the universally resonant vignette after loving in losing, whether that person is no longer with us, or we’ve just shifted with different tides.

Every Rooftop Screamers release reveals a new avenue of Collins’ ingenuity, and Souvenirs is no different. Much like every other triumph in his discography, you’re still led to the same emotionally scintillating destination with the single that hits just as hard as the Christmas song that always knows which evocative triggers to pull. There really is no overstating the impact of this stellar slice of proggy 80s pop rock.

Souvenirs was officially released on October 11; stream the single on Spotify now.

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Review by Amelia Vandergast