21st August 2026 Words: Matt Noble Photos: Rich Price
The ungodly hour of 11 in the morning didn’t deter Worn Out from rousing an impressive turnout to fill the PX3 tent for some no-nonsense metallic hardcore. Going from angular, jagged riffs to punishing breakdowns and grooves, they snap everyone’s necks together in unison and effortlessly get a vicious pit going front and centre. There is a real honesty and earnestness to their energy. Compared to some of their peers in hardcore, the instrumental sound is very much organic and does not rely on backing tracks or pre-recorded layers. This is the sound of the blood, sweat and beers of a rock band. The impassioned vocal performance and unapologetic political message, to put it simply, feels real. During their set, Worn Out brought out a Palestine flag mid-set with sincerity, too, earning a huge roar of approval. There is a nice mix of old and new in their influences, and songs from their upcoming album that are performed go down an absolute storm. I’ve done worse things with my time shortly after eating breakfast. This was superb.
Shortly after, Rugby quartet Conjurer take to the main stage to showcase last year’s ‘Unself’ to Arctangent for the first time. Fernhill Farm regulars, their confident and assured performance goes down a storm. As Conor throws himself around front and centre with his trademark windmill, Brady and Dani’s vicious dual vocals lead the charge with power and emotion. One of contemporary metal’s most consistent guitar duos, they don’t put a foot wrong while drummer Noah handles each shift in tempo and time with fluidity and real class. Dani gives a heartfelt speech before leading into ‘Let Us Live’, rousing cheers and offering a place to belong for many in the audience. The song itself has moments of melodic vocals to inject real colour and contrast to the otherwise bludgeoning screams.
The songs from Conjurer’s new(ish) record really go in hard with crushing dissonant breakdowns that are woven in around the post-sludge riff magic they’re best known for, as well as the moments of calm in the softer breaks. Tied into a pulsing visual backdrop, Conjurer present professionally for a stage show that’s a notch above many of their peers. There’s something seriously striking about the view of four silhouettes against the eerie yet vibrant backdrop. Towards the end, they close with the one-two of ‘Choke’ and ‘Retch’ from 2018’s ‘Mire’ to the delight of the old faithful. The hardcore blast of ‘Retch’ is, in particular, a hell of a statement to end a setlist. Igniting the pits one last time at Fernhill Farm, these grounds will miss this band as much as vice versa.
The fearsomely heavy Kulk, a power duo from East Anglia, could be found making more noise than two individuals have any right to on the PX3 Stage around teatime. With heaviness and sheer volume you can feel in your teeth, their titanic sludgy grooves dominate the tent. The Buzz Osbourne blueprint can be found in many of the riffs, while the snare booms out powerfully, as if to signal the end of the world. They bring a bit of a punk ethos with them into the songs, though the jaunty drum patterns and vicious vocal bellowing give them their own flavour. A guest appearance from Hannah of the band Ian sees a cello added in for the final song, which is dedicated to a friend of the band who had taken their own life. She adds a haunting ambience to Kulk’s emotionally driven closer, sitting nicely in the mix, present but not overbearingly so. Since the festival took place, Kulk released ‘Choosing to Die’ on Church Road Records. I’m sure many in the tent that day have their copy already.
Pennsylvanian shoegazers Nothing draw a large crowd even for their soundcheck. A band I knew nothing (haha) about before the festival, they are six months into the ‘A Short History of Decay’ album cycle, from which the first few songs of the soaring set are taken. Easing in with the soft, reverb-y chords and gentle vocal line of ‘Purple Strings’, Nothing build dreamy vocal harmonies and constantly create layers, utilising three guitars along with the traditional bass and drums setup. It’s a mellow opening song, but Nothing sound huge when they turn up to eleven as the set continues. The band school the tent on atmosphere and ambience, each note, harmony and texture carefully considered. You can see the way they feel the music onstage, as each member moves around in their own way, with no need for choreographed stage moves, and their receptive audience groove back in response. It’s definitely a festival performance as a whole, and the band interact well with the crowd, starting a ‘free Palestine’ chant during one of their songs, which goes down as popularly as you’d expect. For me, this performance is a gift from the festival gods, giving me a band that I was completely unfamiliar with that I’ll certainly be diving into and keeping tabs on.
Perturbator turn the big tent into a goth rave for their special guest slot on the main stage. The impressive light show and fun yet dark electronic vibe makes for a seriously memorable performance. Be under no illusions, a slot this high up is massively earned by Perturbator, as the tent overflows into the rest of the field. Inside, heads move, bodies dance and small clouds of cigarette smoke drift up to the top as the crowd go feral. Balloons are bounced around at the front, and overall, it’s nothing less than a massive party. Isn’t this what festivals are all about, really? The intense percussion gives the set enough “heavy” not to feel totally out of place, but with many Arctangent acts suiting standing around swaying or being drowned in traditional heaviness, a completely different vibe is welcome at this point. A great booking by the organisers. You can’t see too much on stage, but the silhouette of James Kent looks like he’s having just as much of a blast as the rest of us.
The godfathers of grind delivered a brutal headlining set on the Yohkai stage. Crowd surfers, rabid mosh pits and a sea of metal horns filled out the tent for Napalm Death’s maiden Arctangent appearance, with plenty watching from outside. They picked out a couple of their more post-punk-tinged numbersfor today’s setlist, such as 2020’s ‘Amoral’, maybe to try to fit in with the overall vibe of the festival. Napalm Death have never been a one-dimensional act, and cover plenty of ground and many of their own eras today. But there’s enough frantic, lightning fast classics that you’d expect from the band to keep everyone happy, such as ‘Scum’, ‘Suffer The Children’ and of course ‘You Suffer’, which the audience cheer for longer than the runtime of the song itself, a rare thing. Barney Greenway is a ball of energy fronting the band during the songs, and as witty as ever on the mic between them. Danny Herrera is also in particularly fine form on the drum throne. But there’s always something a bit special about witnessing Napalm Death living, breathing, and making their ‘horrible f*cking noise’, as Barney quips with a grin. There’s nothing quite like screaming along to ‘Nazi Punks F*ck Off’ in a festival field on a Friday night, either.
A whole fifteen minutes before Primus’ set time, shouts of ‘Primus sucks!’ erupt through the tent, already completely packed to its rafters to an almost uncomfortable level. But what else would you expect when they’d not played in the UK for almost a decade? When the lights finally go down, the response is absolutely massive, arguably the biggest of the weekend. It’s time. Primus had been tipped as an ideal Arctangent headliner for years on online forums and amongst discussions in festival camps alike. It really feels like Arctangent had pulled a special booking out the bag for our final jaunt to Fernhill Farm.
Opening with ‘Those Damned Blue-Collar Tweekers’ from the classic ‘Sailing the Seas of Cheese’ record, the crowd moves and grooves away to the band’s flowing rhythm, singing along with a sea of phones popping up for the chance to get Claypool and co into a few thousand camera rolls. John Hoffman delivers an absolute ripper of a drum solo during ‘Duchess and the Proverbial Mind Spread’, and Les’s first bass solo of the night goes down an absolute storm. But Larry LaLonde also deserves a lot of credit for faithfully laying down his guitar parts, never taking the spotlight – unusually for the role of a guitarist – but always delivering character and the experimentation that’s so central to the musical foundations of Primus.
‘I have no idea where I am’, admits Les after a few songs. It’s the final show of their European tour, and you’d forgive him for not knowing this corner of Somerset, especially on a night like tonight where the full extent of his mad scientist-like musical genius is on show. It’s rare to find someone so gifted on their instrument who can also make his crowd sing, clap and dance, while also letting his silly sense of humour shine. He jokes that ‘Shake Hands With Beef’ isn’t one for the vegetarians, and introduces ‘Wynona’s Big Brown Beaver’ as being about animals with a wry grin. But he also quotes The Star-Spangled Banner during a bass solo, and brings out an upright bass mid-set as well, largely allowing the music to do the talking. You’ll find this nowhere else.
A lot of bands playing this weekend bring a celestial vibe to their tent, or something heavy, or something that pulls at the heartstrings. Primus frankly bring something completely surreal, but that doesn’t stop a completely feral crowd response. The closing suckerpunch of ‘My Name Is Mud’ into ‘Jerry Was A Race Car Driver’ raises the atmosphere past the tipping point. If an entire tent dancing away isn’t your idea of what a proper festival headline set can be about, what is?
Nevertel are back with their second track of 2026, and it finds them at their most atmospherically soaring.
Titled ‘LAST BREATH’, it is a tune brimming with melodic force and wonderfully addictive catchiness. A slice of pitch perfect modern metal, the tension builds and builds until the weight can’t hold anymore, exploding into life and gripping your throat with glee.
It’s a summation of everything the band have done up till now and everywhere they are heading in the future.
Raul Lopez had this to say about where the song’s origins lie:
“‘LAST BREATH’ was written while being stuck in the Nashville ice storm earlier this year with our good friend Gianni Taylor. This song explores emotional turmoil that we sometimes experience in our head of breaking yourself down while simultaneously trying to keep going with whatever you’re doing in life. The sonic landscape of the song almost feels dark and gloomy, which is exactly how we were feeling when writing it.
The music video dives into these mind games we play with ourselves and shows Jeremy and I going through our own scenarios and having to get back to reality and keep fighting our way through life. Jeremy and Alex Kouvatsos from Blackwolf Imaging created the perfect visual representation of what this song means. We’re so proud of this one and hope you connect with it as much as we do.”
It follows on from ‘OTHERSIDE’ which was released earlier this year and sounds like this:
Jont’s Another World is a warm and uplifting indie folk song that explores love through connection, separation and renewal. A flowing 3/4 rhythm gives the track a gentle movement, while expressive vocals, melodic electric guitar and atmospheric synths gradually expand its intimate foundation. The live-band recording adds an organic, spontaneous quality, allowing the arrangement to feel natural as it builds toward its celebratory chorus. There is a strong balance between personal emotion and cinematic scale throughout, with the production leaving plenty of space for the songwriting to breathe. Another World ultimately carries a message of hope, reconciliation and lasting connection.
Wait! Stop! Don’t go any further! Are you all caught up on Silo, the big post-apocalyptic sci-fi show on Apple TV+. Or failing that, do you not care what happens on Silo? I’ve never seen an episode of the show, but this blog post evidently deals in some major-spoiler plot twists that have implications much deeper than what you already read in the headline. It’s not a mere idle hypothetical for Silo creator and showrunner Graham Yost to speculate that 76-year-old art-rock great Peter Gabriel would make it through the fictional apocalypse just fine.
In 2015, marking the reissue of Peter Gabriel’s first four solo albums, Prog looked at how those remarkably different works illustrated his development beyond Genesis and his securing of a unique place in the history of progressive music.
In the six years from 1977-1982, Peter Gabriel released four albums that were to define him as one of the great pioneers of British rock music and set him on his course to becoming a global superstar. They are the sound of freedom: each album a step further in shaking off his Genesis past, in which every decision had to be made by committee. This now was most definitely his very own show.
With his quartet of self-titled albums, Gabriel brought progressive rock out of the 70s and pre-empted how the genre would move forward. By the time of his third album in 1980, he had struck a template that has lasted him to the present day. He drew on some of the best players possible, and the atmosphere of creativity fostered incredible experimentation.
With each record you hear his confidence grow. From the first album, where he was being happily taught by studio master Bob Ezrin; to the second, where he was working in partnership with Robert Fripp; to his third and fourth, which put him very much in the driving seat, his producers (Steve Lillywhite and David Lord, respectively) absorbing and capturing his ideas.
After his final show with Genesis in April 1975, Gabriel did exactly what he said he would; he withdrew from the music business and spent more time with his family. It absolutely fascinated the papers that a star – suddenly about to achieve what he had ostensibly craved – would turn his back on it at the age of 25 to pursue domestic life.
Although he had dabbled in music since leaving the band, by mid 1976, Gabriel was ready to return to the fray. He began casting his net for a producer, liking the idea of using someone outside the UK production system, with different ideas and a wider vision. Todd Rundgren was considered; but Ezrin, who had made his name with his productions for Alice Cooper and Kiss was chosen, partially because of his work on Lou Reed’s Berlin, his critically lauded, black as pitch 1973 masterpiece.
Ezrin was to select virtually all of the album’s players, trusted session hands used to working at speed with demanding artists. “I had developed this crew of regulars that I would work with,” the producer said in 2013. “I put them together for when I worked with solo artists who didn’t come with their own band.”
It was through Ezrin that Gabriel met one of his longest serving and most trusted players – bassist Tony Levin. Gabriel chose two players on the album: one was keyboard player Larry Fast, who had worked with Rick Wakeman. The other was his old friend, ex-King Crimson leader Fripp. “He thrived on the characters,” Ezrin said. “He negotiated with me, asking if he could have one Brit: I felt we were doing a sports deal, like a football club, needing a striker. I agreed; he said, ‘Can it be Robert Fripp?’ It was an exciting thing that he brought Robert into the fold, and Robert perfectly rounded out this group of misfits and musical outlaws.”
Gabriel relocated to Nimbus Studios in Toronto to work. The sessions were conducted in a business-like fashion: “Bob was a very forceful individual back then,” Fast noted. “He actually wore a whistle, like a coach, around his neck while he paced the studio during song rundowns.” With such a pedigree of performer and the high-end producer, it’s little wonder that Gabriel’s debut album is the closest he ever came to becoming a straight down-the-line stadium rocker. From the Genesis-like Moribund The Burgermeister to the slamming rock of Down The Dolce Vita, the album is rather splendid and sometimes daft.
Robert Fripp was keen to get everything fresh. We kept a lot of early takes and kept the production very dry. The second album is more spontaneous
Peter Gabriel
Gabriel wrote his first solo classic in Solsbury Hill, a record that proved he had more than enough commercial nous to go it alone. As he said at the time, “It’s about being prepared to lose what you have for what you might get, or what you are for what you might be. It’s about letting go.” Its optimism is heartwarming, and its manifesto is clear: To succeed, you have to take risks.
Here Comes The Flood was remarkable. He was fascinated with short wave radio, and was amazed how signal strength became stronger as daylight faded. All of this fed into the tale of barriers in individuals’ thought processes being broken down so anyone can see into other people’s minds; and, as Gabriel said, “those inclined to concealment would drown in it.” It is a brooding, intense experience that demonstrated the distinctiveness of his writing.
The sessions finished in Toronto with a riotous meal and prize-giving ceremony at the Napoleon Restaurant. “I gave out gifts to acknowledge everyone’s contribution,” Ezrin said. “Peter was dressed in his white three-piece suite with a black shirt and a hat and he wore his ball-bearing contact lenses behind dark glasses. I gave Tony Levin a tuba, and I gave Fripp a beautiful gold antique pocket watch on a chain.” The assembled players then all sang an a capella version of the album’s barbershop quartet number, Excuse Me.
“I really wanted the first record to be different from what I’d done with Genesis, so we were trying to do things in different styles,” Gabriel said in 2015. “A bit of barbershop, which Tony Levin helped with; there were more bluesy things; a variety of songs and arrangements that were consciously trying to provide something different than what I’d done before.”
The album, simply titled Peter Gabriel, was released in the UK on February 25, 1977. Hipgnosis designed a heavily-colourised distant and mysterious sleeve that featured Gabriel sitting in Storm Thorgerson’s rain-soaked Lancia Flavia. It gave the album its simple, colloquial name of Car. With a tag-line of ‘Expect the unexpected on the new Peter Gabriel album,’ it reached a respectable No. 7 in the UK and No. 38 in the US. Rolling Stone said, “This is an impressively rich debut album. And I still don’t know what to expect from him next.”
After extensive touring, his second album – also titled Peter Gabriel – followed in June 1978, with Car guitarist Robert Fripp as producer. “I really like Two; it takes a while,” Gabriel’s long-term engineer, Dickie Chappell, says. “I think Peter thought it was made too fast. There’s some great songs on there and it has its own atmosphere; it’s very bright, brittle sounding.”
This album was recorded at the quickest pace of any in his career. As Eric Tamm notes in his biography of Robert Fripp, “If Peter Gabriel 1977 sounds like it was recorded in a heavenly cathedral, Peter Gabriel 1978 sounds like it comes out of a dingy garage.”
The album was to be known as Scratch because of its distinctive, Hipgnosis-designed sleeve. Although partially recorded at Relight Studios, Hilvarenbeek in the Netherlands, its sound primarily was that of New York, where the remainder of the album was recorded at the Hit Factory. It’s sparse, harder and emotional. Fewer people were in the studio and the band gelled: Levin, Fripp and Fast were back. Jerry Marotta came in on drums. Among others, Roy Bittan from the E-Street Band added his unmistakable piano lines.
Fripp and Gabriel are snapped for the Scratch promo card. (Image credit: PETER-GABRIEL LTD)
“Robert was very keen to get everything fresh,” Gabriel said in 1978. “We kept a lot of early takes and kept the production very dry. The second album is more spontaneous.” It’s the Peter Gabriel album that few seem to know. Standout moments include the sea of synthetics that introduce On The Air. Its five and a half minutes are neatly answered by the two-and-a-half minutes of D.I.Y.; with its crisp snare snap and acoustic guitars, it’s another plea for independence, chiming with the ‘do it yourself’ ethos of the New Wave movement.
White Shadow is subversive AOR, it arrives with all of Fripp’s floating ambience based on Fast’s swathes of synthesizers. Exposure is one of the album’s highlights. Introduced by Fripp’s unmistakable guitar, it is a dense, brooding funk that appears from nowhere and seems to linger forever.
Scratch was released in June 1978. Sounds concluded, “This new Peter Gabriel album is absolutely it. It hasn’t left my turntable yet and doesn’t look like it’s going to. It couldn’t happen to a finer artist. Just listen.” The to-the-bone subject matter and experimental playing demonstrated Gabriel’s growing confidence. Writing in the NME, Nick Kent said: “closer to the root of the album, there’s a purity of strength to the songs individual enough to mark Gabriel out as a man whose creative zenith is close at hand.”
Steve Lillywhite and Hugh Padgham provided a very good balance in coordinating and capturing Peter’s creativity without impressing their own obvious stamp on it
Larry Fast
The album’s supporting tour saw Gabriel and his band dressed in worker’s fluorescents and guesting at high profile festival gigs with The Stranglers and The Boomtown Rats. Gabriel shaved off his hair. He was stripped clean, a symbolic shearing of the lamb. “People react to a shaved head differently to how they do to a soft hairy one,” he said, with some understatement.
“I tried to do a lot of things to separate me from Genesis,” he told Uncut in 2012. “Sometimes you’d see people leave bands and do watered-down versions of what the band had done. I was determined not to do that. I was keen to get a new audience. It took me until album number three before I found an identity.”
“It all starts to come into focus on the third album,” Dickie Chappell notes. “It’s my favourite… there is something about the arrangements and the harmonies used; the sound is pretty nuts.”
Produced by Steve Lillywhite, it features notable contributions from Kate Bush, Phil Collins, Paul Weller, Fripp, Dave Gregory and future Gabriel stalwart David Rhodes. Recording began in earnest when, after demoing tracks and ideas in Bath, Gabriel located to The Townhouse in London. His choice of producer Lillywhite and engineer Hugh Padgham was pivotal – bringing in a young team meant that ideas could easily flow.
“Steve and Hugh provided a very good balance in coordinating and capturing Peter’s creativity without impressing their own obvious stamp on it,” Fast says. The album featured a considerable amount of innovation. Intruder was Gabriel at his most sonically adventurous. He was determined not to have any cymbals on the album, finding them too splashy and detracting from the core rhythm. Gabriel’s motto when recording the album was simple: no middle ground.
The loud, aggressive drum sound of Intruder – played by Collins and recorded by Padgham – is the first thing the listener hears. The pair’s experimentation at Gabriel’s insistence set a template for the 80s pop to follow. “I remember Phil coming in to the rehearsals for Duke with a tape of the drum loop they’d done,” Gabriel’s ex-Genesis bandmate Tony Banks recalls. “With the gated reverb. Phil played it to us, and he told us Peter was writing a song on top of it. I thought it was fantastic.” The record had a cavernous vacancy that could at once be filled with eerie otherworldly noises, most often Gabriel’s vocal tics, or random percussion.
Ahmet Ertegun suggested that Peter might have had some sort of a breakdown during the writing of Melt
Gail Colson
If the opening wasn’t strange enough in itself, the record swooped into No Self Control, an unrelenting view of schizophrenia and paranoia. Gabriel’s maniacal spoken-sung whisper is supported by the track’s insistent backing vocals, provided by his new friend and collaborator, Bush, who was also to add vocals to Games Without Frontiers.
I Don’t Remember demonstrated how the new toy, the Fairlight CMI synthesiser, could be incorporated into conventional rock, adding the sounds of bricks banging together and milk bottles smashing, adding to the otherworldliness of its sound. Gabriel was one of the first musicians in the UK to use a Fairlight, which, within a matter of years, would completely transform the way music was made.
The synth – invented in Australia and costing £10,000 – could sample natural sounds and play them back at a variety of pitches and tones. Gabriel invested in Fairlight and persuaded his cousin, Stephen Paine, to come in with him, establishing the company Syco Systems to import and distribute the instruments in the UK.
“Peter was like the Remington guy,” Chappell laughs. “It was a revolution in sound; hip hop wouldn’t have been hip hop without the samples; it led to producer technology; So Melt (and 4) are a bit of a landmark in the way that people then went on to make music.”
Melt is full of highlights – Family Snapshot is one of his most emotional performances; And Through The Wire has a power pop edge thanks to Paul Weller’s guitar chords. Games Without Frontiers was chosen as the album’s lead single. Gabriel was inspired by the daftness of primetime BBC TV programme It’s A Knockout.
Allegedly, French President Charles De Gaulle commented that a fun competition between everyday people of France and Germany would lead to greater understanding between the countries, inspiring the programme. Gabriel thought the symbolism of the show was ripe for exploring, demonstrating that all of this jollity cloaked simmering resentment. One of the best assessments of the futility of aggrandising nationalism ever to reach the UK Top Five, the song offered a fine example of Gabriel’s new sonic landscape. He could experiment and still deliver one of the biggest hits of his career.
And then there’s Biko – the track that marked the true beginning of the next phase of his career. Finding rock rhythms limiting, he hit upon this hypnotic African-inspired pattern. But it was the subject matter that really was a departure. He had noted in his diary the death of student activist Stephen Biko at the hands of the South African police in September 1977. Like many white liberals with an awareness of events in South Africa, Gabriel was shocked by the brutality and the subsequent cover-up by police, and decided to capture his thoughts in song.
He was acutely aware of his lack of authenticity to become a champion of causes in far off countries – but that in no way blunted his passion and sincerity for the subject. But the lyrical content would have meant nothing without the remarkable musical setting he and his team put together to support it. With its portentous opening drum rhythm (inspired by the theme music to the Stanley Baker film Dingaka) and drone guitar played by Rhodes, this was very different to anything Gabriel had recorded to date. It was probably the ultimate expression of the album’s ‘no middle ground’ policy. Biko set him on a course that would see Gabriel become one of the most impassioned campaigners for civil rights in popular music.
On Melt the Fairlight was the icing on the cake. On the fourth album it was the cake on many tracks
Larry Fast
The album was released on May 30 1980. For its distinctive sleeve, Hipgnosis created one of Gabriel’s most enduring and disturbing images, manipulating the images from a Polaroid camera when the ink was still wet. It produced strange, wayward and distorted pictures: Gabriel’s face was melting in front of his audience. He looked like a cross between a bizarre candle and a relief map of high ground. As a result, the album picked up its colloquial title, Melt.
The lean and gripping release was rapturously received. It went to No. 1 in the UK in June, where it remained for two weeks, giving Gabriel his first chart-topper. In the US, the album was infamously rejected by Atlantic, “Ahmet Ertegun suggested that Peter might have had some sort of a breakdown during the writing of it,” Gabriel’s then-manager Gail Colson said. Dave Marsh, writing in Rolling Stone, said on the album’s eventual release via Mercury in September 1980: “Lucid and driven, Peter Gabriel’s third solo album sticks in the mind like the haunted heroes of the best film noirs.”
In mid 1980, Gabriel retreated to Bath and began work on his next album with producer David Lord. A considerable amount of money was spent on equipping the studio at Gabriel’s home, Ashcombe House, aka ‘Shabby Road.’ He allowed TV cameras to capture his work in progress. Little did they know that the album would take 16 months to complete. The result was aired on October 31, 1982; Gabriel was elevated to the august band of musicians who were featured on the Melvyn Bragg-fronted prestigious UK arts programme The South Bank Show. The documentary caught Gabriel’s methodically painstaking processes on camera.
“David Lord came from a classical background and had the same high standards for audio excellence,” recalls Fast, who returned for his fourth album with Gabriel. “But he continued to let Peter take his own creative lead while quietly corralling the bits together as the ideas took form. On Melt the Fairlight was the icing on the cake. On the fourth album it was the cake on many tracks.”
It was a painstaking, detailed approach. Ideas were constantly being worked out; Lord and Gabriel were left with 27 16-minute tapes, and over seven hours of material. There were multiple versions of 18 separate songs, several of which were running at over 10 minutes in length. Gabriel, Lord and Fast then spent three further months piecing everything together.
The subject matter was mature and intense: The Rhythm Of The Heat was one of the first ideas that Gabriel brought into the sessions. He’d read Carl Jung’s book Symbols And The Interpretation Of Dreams. To understand the native psyche, Jung joined a group of drummers and dancers in Africa and became overwhelmed with fear. Gabriel was fascinated – in the song’s frantic, hypnotic rhythms, he attempts to capture this accelerating panic.
Car is Peter unsure of how to make a record; Robert Fripp gave Peter more control with record two; Melt is ‘I know what I’m doing now’ and Security is hitting maturity
Dickie Chappell
San Jacinto looked at the clash of cultures around the Native American and the world in which they live. Shock The Monkey sounds hit parade after all that – and indeed, it gave Gabriel his first US Top 40 single, propelled by its strange, otherworldly video, directed by then-hot video director Brian Grant. After a slow build, Lay Your Hands On Me gives way to an impassioned plea for intimacy. Evoking a dream-like rapture, the beautiful ambiguity of the lyric is bolstered by the Biko-like drumming onslaught and mass vocals.
There was a great deal going on in Gabriel’s world around the release of Security – he had instigated the first WOMAD Festival in July 1982, an artistic triumph and a financial disaster. When his old bandmates in Genesis heard of Gabriel’s predicament, they proposed a one-off reunion concert, Six Of The Best, at Milton Keynes Bowl that October (which was of course to prove a great, if very wet, success).
Security (as it was titled in the States at the request his new label boss David Geffen) was released in September 1982. Reviews were mixed. NME’s Gavin Martin wrote, “What is it that makes Gabriel and his ilk think that to address misery and depression the artist must sound miserable and depressed?” Yet Richard Cook as part of his NME interview with Gabriel at the time said saliently, “It is Gabriel’s first step at repositioning the heroic pretensions of rock.”
“The third album was brilliant, and I thought the fourth album was probably slightly better,” Tony Banks was to say. “In terms of composition it was wonderful. San Jacinto is probably my favourite of Pete’s tracks. I would have been a big fan of Pete’s even if I hadn’t known him.”
The tour to support Security was large, and helped build Gabriel’s fanbase in the States. Characteristically cryptic, the shows were entitled Playtime 1988, and they finally found the balance between his rejection of his Genesis persona on his early tours, and greater theatricality. The show was engaging and melodramatic. Working with Levin, Rhodes, Fast and Marotta, the band settled into the North American tour, riding on the wave of goodwill that the success of Shock The Monkey had provided. It was to be the final tour on which Gabriel hid behind any mask or make-up – within two years, Peter Saville would be supervising clean-cut photoshoots for him, and So was just around the corner.
The first four Gabriel albums are the foundations on which his solo career rests: “Car is Peter unsure of how to make a record,” Dickie Chappell says. “Bob came along and took Peter under his wing and guided him through; Robert gave Peter more control with record two; Melt is ‘I know what I’m doing now’ and Security is hitting maturity. There was definitely a different process happening then. Now Peter divides his time between music, human rights and technology; he’s definitely in a different chapter.”
Between 1977 and 1982, Gabriel set a high benchmark. Never have four consecutive albums by the same artist had such different atmospheres. Today, Car, Scratch, Melt and Security still sound contemporary and all still invite the listener to expect the unexpected – a sharp reminder of a different time.
Punk rock all-stars Fake Names have unveiled the video for Until It’s Normal, the first taster of their upcoming third studio album Punk Ruins, out October 23 through Epitaph.
Fake Names features vocalist Dennis Lyxzén (Refused, INVSN, The [International] Noise Conspiracy), guitarists Brian Baker (Minor Threat, Bad Religion, Dag Nasty) and Michael Hampton (S.O.A., Embrace, One Last Wish), bassist Johnny Temple (Girls Against Boys, Soulside), and new drummer Mario Rubalcaba (Rocket From The Crypt, OFF!).
Punk Ruins was recorded at the late Steve Albini’s Electrical Audio studio in Chicago, and was produced by Matthew Barnhart (Superchunk, Bob Mould). As Brian Baker explains, the five-piece were not messing about when it came to making their third full-length. Dennis Lyxzén, for example, tracked all of his vocals in one day.
“We recorded 12 songs in five days, and all of them are on the album,” says the guitarist. “One of the advantages of us all working at home is there’s plenty of time to figure out what you’re going to do. I know what the guitar solo is going to be because I’ve already done it at home and sent it to Michael to tweak it. It’s not as hard as you think.”
Check out the lyric video for Until It’s Normal below.
The track listing for Punk Ruins is:
1. Until It’s Normal 2. Good Old Days 3. Punk Ruins 4. Cover The Distance 5. What I Tell Myself 6. Diamond Buzz 7. Language Lost 8. Beautiful Scars 9. If You Could See Me Today 10. The Little Wonders 11. Scream 12. Paradise
The band have scheduled a series of European shows for the beginning of 2027. They will play:
Jan 26: Stage Umeå, Umeå, Sweden Jan 28: Glazart, Paris, France Jan 29: Club Volta, Cologne, Germany Jan 30: Backstage, Munich, Germany Feb 01: Legend Club, Milan, Italy Feb 02: Kino Siska, Ljubljana, Slovenia Feb 03: Arena, Vienna, Austria Feb 05: Knust, Hamburg, Germany Feb 06: Lido, Berlin, Germany Feb 07: Underworld, London, UK
(written by Islander) The UK band Lifeswallower brings together four experienced musicians with disparate musical backgrounds who combine a wide ranges of influence from rock and metal. Today they are releasing their self-titled debut EP via the Prog On! Recordings label in Manchester, covering (in their words) “the blastbeat intensity of death metal, to the […]
Starset, who’ve existed at the intersection of music and sci-fi for most of their billion-streaming career, kick off their newest era with the new single “p a r a d 0 x 1 c.”
This is Starset at their most seductive — dark, synth-driven alt rock with a hypnotic pulse.
Known for their interstellar, world-building atmospheres, Starset bridge the gap between cinematic EDM and guitar-forward, textured rock. Here, genres collide, with massive, emotionally charged, sci-fi-bred hooks and an explosion of riffs. Ultimately, it’s a neon-soaked, synth-infused track that feels like a transmission from the future. “p a r a d 0 x 1 c” stands as a world of its own — layered and encapsulating, and a harbinger of what’s to come.
Since emerging in 2013, Columbus, Ohio’s Starset have become one of modern rock’s most distinctive and commercially successful acts, amassing nearly 5 billion global streams, including more than 1.7 billion on Spotify alone, earning RIAA Platinum and Gold certifications, scoring multiple Billboard Mainstream Rock Top 10 hits, and building a devoted global fanbase through cinematic storytelling and immersive live productions that blur the line between concert and science-fiction experience.
Lauded by Forbes as having “one of the most firmly established brands of any modern rock band,” Starset is creating a true multimedia empire with music at its core. Starset are one of the most successful and visually and conceptually ambitious acts in rock music. The band’s impact is best captured in its massive numbers: Starset have accumulated billions of streams worldwide. Their breakout hit “My Demons” has become a rock staple, earning multi-platinum certifications and dominating alternative and active rock charts. Meanwhile, their cinematic, sci-fi–driven live shows sell out venues across North America, Europe, and beyond — due to the passionate vigor with which their fanbase follows the band.
Continuing to push creative boundaries both on and off the stage, Starset will bring their transportive live production to cities across North America throughout September and October.