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  • Europe sound renewed and re-energised on Come This Madness

    What’s the adage? You can’t teach an old dog new tricks? Not to compare Europe to an ageing bloodhound enjoying its dotage – although they did rock a few poodle perms in their time – but in the nine years since they last released a new album, something vital and new has shaken Europe up. Forget the ethereal noodling that made The Final Countdown a worldwide hit and phenomenon; Come This Madness is a much steelier proposition – harder, faster, and with a Mike Fraser (AC/DC, The Cult) mix it glimmers like a fresh paint job on a classic car.

    Handing over the producer role to Tom Dalgety – who’s worked with Pixies, Ghost and Rammstein, among others – has also helped reinvigorate the band’s energy with a punchy veneer that recalls Scorpions in their pomp and latter-day Whitesnake before the wheels came off

    It says something of Europe’s pedigree that both Tobias Forge and Mikael Åkerfeldt, of Ghost and Opeth respectively, turned up to sing backing vocals on the record, although both would have to go some to overshadow Joey Tempest’s pristine vocals, which have held up as well as if not better than his celebrated jawline.

    It might be the Scandinavian talking, but the exemplary This Time Of Year, which manages to be somehow forthright and yet brittle at its heart, could have made it into A-ha’s live set. A pitch-perfect rock-pop song full of regret and longing, it plays out like a short black-and-white movie.

    The Angels Must Have Flown is pure Europe bombast, with a marching riff interwoven with a tricksy synth line as Tempest’s vocals soar above it all sounding, strangely, like a young Ian Gillan. The Cult Of Ignorance comes rattling in, all elbows and attitude, the band dissatisfied and railing against the world, which, surprisingly, suits them. It’s indicative of the album’s taut energy; needles in the red, bristling with passion.

    The album’s last note belongs to Nothing Can Follow This, which wrings that musical rag similarly dry, Deep Purple-like in tone; stabbing strings, washes of keyboards, the feel of endless motion; a car racing through the city streets at night; John Norum’s elongated and elegant guitar solo carrying the song towards the horizon and home. Welcome back, Europe.

  • Live Review | LØLØ Show in Toronto (Sept 17, 2026)

    Canadian singer-songwriter LØLØ kicked off her headlining tour “God Forbid a Girl Goes on Tour” in Toronto, ON on Thursday, September 17th, with an absolute bang. The room was filled with not only fans, but friends and family as well, as this was a hometown show for the pop-rock artist. Making the evening even more special.

    “Dear Diary” her voice is heard throughout the venue as her band steps out onstage. Introducing the show like a diary entry. “LØLØ the show is starting” another voice says, “oh shi…..” she exclaims as the band kicks into The Devil Wears Converse. Running out onto the stage, the crowd goes wild as LØLØ joins her band. The room was filled from top to bottom, The Opera House being the place to be that night.

    The crowd sang along to every word as she continued the set with Pretty Little Wreck, God Forbid a Girl Spits Out Her Feelings! And Debbie Downer. Known for writing songs about her own experiences in life, love and relationships; fans easily relating to the words being sung.

    Strapping on her acoustic guitar, she steps up to the mic. “Okay dad, cover your ears” she says cheekily. “I’ve got a question for you guys. Have you ever sent a naughty picture?” The crowd cheers. “Well I did once and I wrote a song about it.” Strumming the cords to the fan favourite Me With No Shirt On, the crowd immediately joined in as she sang the first line.

    LØLØ’s energy was absolutely contagious, her stage presence completely captivating. It is absolutely clear that she loves what she does. “Back in 2020, like everyone else I was making dance videos on TikTok. They didn’t do very well because as you can tell, I’m not that great of a dancer,” the crowd chuckles. “One day I decided to do a cover of one of my favourite songs, Hey There Deliah by the Plain White T’s, but from Deliah’s perspective. The band ended up noticing it, Tom Higgenson liked it.” Cheers erupted throughout the venue. “Fast forward to now and I’ve re-recorded the song with them and we’re going to play it for you tonight.”

    “Hey there Deliah, what’s it like…” she sang, before stopping. “You know it doesn’t sound right with me singing it after hearing Tom sing it. If only he were here to sing it with me. Oh wait, he is! Give it up for Tom from the Plain White T’s!” The crowd absolutely went wild as Tom Higgenson joined LØLØ onstage for a special performance of Hey There Deliah that had everyone singing. A surprise that’ll be remembered forever.

    Lobotomy and U, Delusional Darling and the fan voted Hurt Less, continued the set. The energy of both the band and the audience never wavering. Toronto brought their best singing voices for this special show. Closing out the set with Dumbest Girl In The World, fans continued to cheer as they left the stage and the room went dark. Not quite ready for the night to be over.

    LØLØ reamerged from the darkness as the stage lit up once again. Performing an acoustic version of Wish I Was a Robot before her band rejoined her onstage and then closed out the night with Hot Girls In Hell, another fan favourite. This show was the perfect way to kick off her headlining North American Tour, the room filled with the utmost love and respect. I’m sure this show will be a highlight for not only her fans, but for herself as well.

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  • Cheetah Chrome, Guitarist for Pioneering Punk Bands, Dies at 71

    He played with Rocket From the Tombs and the Dead Boys, whose snarling nihilism opened the door to an entire music genre in the 1970s.
  • LOUDER THAN LIFE 2026: Kentucky Exposition Center, September 17 – 20 – FRIDAY

    Photos thanks to Jake Miller (DWP) The 12th annual Louder Than Life festival took over the Kentucky Exposition Center in Louisville from September 17–20, delivering the largest lineup in the event’s history. Over four action-packed days, “America’s loudest rock and metal festival” hosted nearly 200 bands performing across seven massive stages. The record-breaking weekend was […]
  • GWAR share remastered “School’s Out” video

    Ahead of the 20th anniversary edition of ‘Beyond Hell’

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  • DS Book Review: Resident Punk – How I Smoke, Drank, and Stumbled My Way Through the ’70s Punk Scene (and Beyond) by Legs McNeil with Crispin Kott

    Legs McNeil – who along with Gillian McCain co-wrote what many consider the original punk bible, Please Kill Me: The Uncensored Oral History of Punk – gets even more personal with his newly published memoir, Resident Punk: How I Smoked, Drank, and Stumbled My Way Through the ’70’s Punk Scene (and Beyond) with Crispin Kott.

    I will say upfront there is much about McNeil’s story that I will not spoil. It’s too fun not to let readers discover for themselves.

    It’s an engaging memoir which will likely spark moments of nostalgia for those there and open the world to those who weren’t.

    McNeil starts the memoir at NYC punk rock’s ground zero, the now-shuttered CBGB.  While I have never been to that institution, my sister has seen the later-stage Ramones there.

    But alas, when crashing with my NYC-based siblings, I often visit the Joe Strummer mural. The East Village I see is the sanitized version, with a Starbucks being the first thing visible coming out of the train station. I was a kid growing up on Long Island in the era of most of this book, so it was a blast to take this journey through punk’s heyday on the Lower East Side.

    McNeil quickly detours to describe his years growing up in “my least favorite place,” Cheshire, CT, with his friends John Holmstom and Ged Dunn. McNeil vividly the agony of growing up in the CT suburbs as he recalls a teacher calling him by his birth name (It is among the interesting bits I won’t spoil for the reader), dealing with his severe dyslexia, and enduring corrective surgery to shorten his right femur.  After losing his father at just three months old, McNeil, his brother, and sister were raised by his now-single mom. His desire to escape hit him at an early age and only grew as the years went on.

    His one obsession at the time was reptiles, and he became so well known for that he earned the nickname The Swamp Rat, which was shortened to Rat. Seems McNeil was not fond of that nickname, as it reminded him of Ratso Rizzo (Dustin Hoffman’s down-and-out character in the Best Picture Oscar winner Midnight Cowboy).

    But he did manage to have a few adventurous moments —too many to describe and too good to spoil here- before finally finding his way to NYC. At 19, he and his friends Holmstron and Dunn created the seminal PUNK magazine. The magazine chronicled the burgeoning punk scene in NYC. McNeil’s official title at the publication was “Resident Punk.”

    McNeil became good friends with many legends in making, including Joey Ramone, whom he calls his best friend. McNeil vividly sets the gritty atmosphere as he describes the struggles and successes of co-creating PUNK. 

    McNeil admits to being a bit of an asshole, a view apparently shared by many others. He also recounts his many sexual exploits with beautiful women, yet it does not come off as braggy or crass, Just a matter of fact for a handsome young man.

    McNeil was a bit of a chaos agent, and it seems he was not altogether impressed by some of the established superstars of those days. He shares his resentment of one in particular who stole an important album from McNeil.

    Along the way, he also befriends two of the most acclaimed and legendary American writers, and makes us a bit forlorn that we were not able to partake in the conversations but glad we get to “listen” in. He also dates a future music and cultural icon and dabbles in international conflict journalism as a respite from all things punk.

    Resident Punk..is funny, insightful, and a hell of a fun read. It’s also very compelling and satisfies a need to feel on the ground in the East Village, meet icons before they became icons. Including McNeil himself. Lace up your Docs, enjoy the ride.

  • MAXWELL HUTCHINSON & JUDGE SMITH – The Kibbo Kift

    MAXWELL HUTCHINSON & JUDGE SMITH – The Kibbo Kift

    Think Like A Key 2026 Plucked from obscurity and brought alive, an utterly entertaining history lesson from young mavens of theatrical rock. There are many manners in which ‘s conceptualism has been manifested over the last six decades, but if … Continue reading →

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  • Enslaved share “Tales of Trees,” announce 2027 European tour

    New album ‘Mið’ drops October 30 through Nuclear Blast Records

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