“There used to be a song for every feeling / There used to be a lightbulb in the ceiling,” sings Miki Berenyi on lead single and opening track ‘8th Deadly Sin’. It’s ostensibly an ecological lament, but the wistful tone feels symptomatic of the midlife malaise that 2020s existence has instilled in young and old alike. “Skeletons or trees – the light we’ve left / Makes it hard to see life or…
"I was always fascinated by comics, mainly the silly ones such as Krazy, Whizzer and Chips and Cheeky Weekly, which I believe came out every week - although I’ll have to check. Duncan Curry used to come over when I was about eight and we’d sit there all morning, doing nothing but read comics. This still strikes me as a morning well-spent." Continue reading
“We’ve never had any expectation of anything,” says Kingsley Hall. “Benefits was a bedroom project, something to do in lockdown to prevent us from going bananas. But when we put the songs online, they got a bit of traction and they were heard by people we could never have dreamed about. Frank Black, Sleaford Mods, Steve Albini and Frodo from Lord Of The Rings. So that elevated us to something we…
“The TV channel of an elsewhere, transmitted by a ghost frequency”. That’s Alessio Bosco’s own description of his 30 Door Key project, and this ripping collection of spectral themes should be enough to keep even the most grizzled of hauntologists hogging the remote control. For an Italian producer based in Palermo, Bosco has clearly seen a prodigious amount of creepy old British telly, with the…
Mrs Keasey's shoulders visibly slumped. "I'm going to write a science-fiction story," I told her, one autumnal day in the long ago of the world. "And it's going to be the longest science-fiction story I've ever written." Continue reading
“You know when you see TV programmes on extreme hoarders?” muses Ian Hodgson. “That’s not too far from what my house is like. When people say ‘I wish I hadn’t thrown away my Top Trumps Horror Cards, I just think ‘Yeah, why did you?’. I have an absolutely huge array of absolute garbage. Continue reading
“In September 1984, I started a degree course at the University of Lancaster,” remembers Ajay Saggar. “On a wet and soggy afternoon, I sat in my room and decided to alleviate the boredom by seeing if there was anything to listen to on the radio…” Continue reading
Along the winding alleyways of Whitby, traditionally the home of gothic gift shops and vintage knick-knacks, a new sound is beginning to drift. From a converted church hall on the town’s Flowergate thoroughfare comes the buzz of modular drones and synthesized loops, the hub of a burgeoning electronic music scene. Continue reading
Once, I saw the face of God in a summer sky. It think it was a Friday. Actually, I can do better than that. Friday 13th July, 1984 – a week before we broke up for the summer holidays, leaving the safe haven of Lingfield Primary School forever. Our teachers were already drifting into languid, end-of-term torpor: trays had been emptied, staples removed from walls. There was even a suggestion that…
“I met Nigel Fenwick several years ago,” says Richard Daniels. “It was at a conference in Carlisle on Industrial Estate Liminality and Altered State Geomancy. We got on really well, and eventually he suggested I reboot the paranormal project he had begun with his friend Roland Clark back in the 1970s. Before I knew it, I was the custodian of The Occultaria of Albion...” Continue reading