Posts Tagged ‘goth’

Dependent Records – 27th March 2026

Christopher Nosnibor

Now in their thirty-fifth year, MESH have always unapologetic in the way their music reflects and incorporates their influences, spanning Yazoo, Depeche Mode, Giorgio Moroder, Massive Attack, and Depeche Mode. It’s the latter that seems to cast the longest shadow over their latest offering – an album brimming with uptempo anthems propelled by driving beats, urgent synth bass grooves and busy sweeping lead lines.

In this context, it’s often all too easy to get swept along on the tide of electric energy and skim over the lyrical content, which is considerably darker, as the title reflects. As they summarise, ‘This is the age of post-factual lies…’ and as they grapple with difficult times, there’s ‘a dark undertone that occasionally seeps into their new songs’. There’s a feeling that anyone who isn’t affected by the current state of the world is either ignorant or in denial, and for those operating within the arts or any creative fields, I would question how it’s possible to create without these external conditions filtering into the work. And how can anything not be political right now? Time was – not so long ago – when a lack of acceptance or belief in official versions of events was the domain of fringe conspiracy theory. Now governments blatantly lie to our faces: Israel are adamant that every death in Gaza was a member of Hamas, or otherwise a ‘human shield’, the USA insist that they’ve won the war with Iran and have decimated their nuclear capabilities which were likely to destroy the entire Western world tomorrow, and the UK government insists it’s in no way involved or even complicit in any of this. Meanwhile, there’s nothing to see in the Epstein files. Right.

For all that, there’s a lot of emphasis on relationships and the like. Timeless issues, which cut to the core of the human condition, but not necessarily hitting the heart of the zeitgeist. But it’s impossible to be contemporary and timeless, I guess.

On The Truth Doesn’t Matter, MESH are straight out of the traps with a brace of back-to-back anthems, before arriving at the slower ‘I Lost a Friend Today’, which conveys a deep, painful sincerity – but at the same time it emotes with the dramatic flourishes that only a band with gothier leanings could pull off. But then the buoyant disco beat and skittering, soaring synths of ‘Trying to Save You’ somewhat undermine the sentiment. The same is true of ‘I Bleed Through You’, on which some heavy words are diminished by a poppy disco backing.

‘Kill Us With Silence’ follows the same template, but the dark shades are overtones rather than undercurrents: the gothier leanings work well here, as do the more experimental shades of the sample-soaked ‘1031030’, which has a read 80s vintage feel to it.

MESH are definitely at their best when they go dark, and when they go experimental. Single cut ‘This World’ straddles the different aspects of the album, and as such, is arguably the single song which most accurately represents what The Truth Doesn’t Matter. The same is true of ‘Exile’: it’s a belting dark pop tune, but it’s a bit too Erasure to really reach those emotional depths.

There’s no lack of quality or consistency here in terms of songwriting or production, so the only issue is its stylistic focus, or lack of, and just how poppy it is for an album which aims to venture into dark domains. But sixteen tracks is a lot, especially when the majority are four or even five minutes long. The Truth Doesn’t Matter, but focus does, and while it’s not a bad album, trimming it down and concentrating on the theme of its title would have likely made for a more focused album, and one with greater impact.

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25th March 2026

Christopher Nosnibor

Pitched as ‘one of the most exciting new bands on the North American dark post-punk scene’., Octavian Winters formed – or, as their bio would have it – ‘was born into the ghostly isolation of San Francisco’ in 2022. Already, the pandemic seems to have receded into a past which feels like a fever dream. The fact that German post-punk legends Pink Turns Blue dig them enough to have picked them as support for their tour of the western US in April speaks for itself, and in many respects, so does this single, a thick slice of classic vintage-style gothiness that’s cooked to perfection.

Frontwoman and lyricist Ria Aursjoen says: “‘Elements of Air’ is about how we see the world, our chosen frame of reference, and how much power that holds over us — including the power to destroy things we value. The direct inspiration was someone I knew who chose to view the world through a lens of hate, and how that ultimately cost the friendship.”

In these times of extreme division, this is likely to be a scenario which is relatable to many. While the arrival Trump in the Whitehouse (and the advent of Brexit here in the UK) was an obvious moment of rupture, the pandemic proved to be a defining moment in time where people seemed to take more polarised positions. And since emerging from the successive lockdowns, the world feels like a different place – a place not only in the grip of war, but a place where people seem intent on causing anguish, antagonism, and aggravation, as if they’re spoiling for a fight, and if it’s not over immigration or race or the like, then they’ll settle for sparking a dispute over car parking or dustbins. Disharmony dominates the social discourse, and many have found themselves having to sever ties to once-close friends in the interests of self-preservation.

Driven by rolling drums and a dense bass, it’s topped by a choppy, metallic, flange-coated guitar, reminiscent at times of X-Mal Deutschland, which scratches and scrapes it way through the track. And then there’s Ria Aursjoen’s airy vocals which breeze in and weave a spellbinding melody. Part Toni Halliday (Curve), part Maria Brannigan (Sunshot), she brings an almost poppy vibe to the dark-edged post-punk party. Sure, it’s a formula that has its roots much further back, with The March Violets and Skeletal Family incorporating an accessible, pop-with-a-twist vocal, with snaking melodies steeped in Eastern mysticism.

Listening to any ‘new’ goth inevitably leads me down a rabbit hole of memory lane excursions into ‘old’ goth: the genre is rich in intertext and references, influences and appropriations, and it was ever thus, the early 80s acts who were goth before the label existed – Bauhaus, The Sisters of Mercy, Siouxsie – all belonged to the post-punk milieu, which draw on Bowie, The Doors, The Stooges. Perhaps more than in any other genre, there’s a lineage and a trajectory which can be traced back through the decades to its musical prehistory and which has remained quite intact through the various waves, of which there have now been several.

As such, it’s not so much about breaking new ground, but how inventively the tropes are used, and how well-crafted, how well-executed the songs are. And in the case of ‘Elements of Air’, the crafting and execution is spot on.

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Octavian Winters band photo (greyscale)

Florida’s death rock/goth artist SINISTER SHADOWS has released a music video for the song ‘Just Begun,’ taken from the self-titled debut album out on March 26th via The Doorway To label.

It’s quite a shift in style from its predecessor, ‘No One Home But Me’. Watch the video for ‘Just Begun’ here:

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Sinister Shadows was created out of the love of death rock and goth rock from the Eighties and Nineties – bands like Bauhaus, The Cure, Sisters of Mercy, The Mission, and Nick Cave.

Sinister Shadows ‘ mastermind, Ryan Michalski (Idiot Robot, Ryan Cosmonaught), ran a video magazine called The Gothic Box in Tampa Florida years ago and went to such venues as The Orpheum and The Castle. Sinister Shadows wants to bring back the darkness, romance and flair that has been long missed of this sound and movement.

The album was recorded at Ryan’s RPM Studios in Tampa throughout 2025. The album sees the participation of Ryan’s longtime music partner Clint Listing (The Slumbering) for an intro and outro to the record.

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Ryan Of Sinister Shadows, Photo by Ryan Michalski(1)

3rd February 2026

Christopher Nosnibor

Founded in 2002 by Brendan Ross, Frontal Boundary have been mining a seam of aggrotech, synth-pop, and raw emotional expression for almost a quarter of a century (mid 00’s hiatus notwithstanding, which meant that it wasn’t until 2012 that debut album Electronic Warfare emerged).

As the title of their latest offering indicates, this is an album brimming with nihilism, frustration, darkness. The expansive-sounding ‘Remember’ is one of those intro tracks which in a way create a false expectation of something a bit mellow, a robotix voice announcing ‘We are Frontal Boundary’ over a cinematic, semi-ambient drift and an easy, mid-tempo beat. And of course, this all changes with ‘Burn’, which slams in hard with a heavy stomp and snarling, distorted vocals, with words like ‘destruction’ and ‘corruption’ emerging and essentially telling you what you need to know.

While decidedly dancey in its synths which soar and stab across thumping basslines and relentless thudding beats, there’s something unflinchingly dark and nasty about Failure, not least of all the heavily-processed, dehumanised vocals, but equally, the sample selections are unsettling – even seemingly innocuous snippets take on sinister overtones in context, in the way that children’s voices sound menacing in horror movies.

Failure is very much cut from the same cloth as Controlled Bleeding and Mussolini Headkick and a bunch of late 80s / early 90s Wax Trax! stuff, and in places – as on ‘Hollow’ and ‘Hate’ Frontal Boundary really go all out on the aggressive rave stylings. The latter feels perhaps a shade light for the subject – musically that is: the vocals are strangled, scorched, demonic. Is black metal rave a thing? If not, Frontal Boundary may be pioneers of a new genre.

It’s high octane, Hi-NRG, and while the lead synths are poppy and dancey as anything, the overall vibe, with the contrasting vocals in particular, is gnarly, and harsh. It’s a juxtaposition which works well: although the musical style and vocal delivery are both genre tropes, the way in which Frontal Boundary draw them together feels fresh, innovative, powerful, and proof positive that there is no success like failure.

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27th February 2026

Christopher Nosnibor

After standalone single ‘Apart’, which featured Jaani Peuhi, at the end of February last year, Finnish dystopian industrialists The Fair Attempts, set to building anticipation for their next album with the release of ‘Anniversary of Our Destruction’ in December. And followed up with ‘Ghost Within’ in January.

‘Nothing’s Gonna be Alright’ sets the album’s level of optimism with a title that speaks for itself. It also sets the tempo and energy level, too, hitting hard in the form of a pounding, abrasive aggrotech stomp with snarling distorted vocals. But it’s far from devoid of melody, and boasts a chorus that’s an instant grab. ‘Freedom is Just a Word’ brings the roar and rage – not to mention the dynamics of Downward Spiral era Nine Inch Nails, with ‘Heresy’ making a particularly obvious touchstone.

‘Ghost Within’, then, marks a change of tone, dialling down the aggression for a poppier sound taking a step back from raging outward to turn the focus inward for a moment of reflection. And what we find is dark and paranoid, the affects of the grim world we live in on the psyche:

The ghost within

Under your skin

Feeding of your fear

Inside your mind

Like a parasite

It’s waiting

Of course, this is precisely how the mechanisms of control operate. Keep the people scared, keep the people compliant. We’re seeing this the world over now. People are scared of their own governments – and if they’re not, they’re either ignorant or deluded.

‘It’s All Fraud’ covers so many bases, but the phrase essentially summarises the foundations of capitalism and global power right now. Never before has the corruption ruled so completely. The song itself is a pure blast of industrial dance which hits hard.

Slowing things for another goth-tinged anthem with ‘Shadowplay’ (not a cover of the Joy Division song), the pace and power suddenly step up in the closing minute for a driving finish. These guys really know how to whip up a frenzy and get the blood and the adrenaline pumping with persistent, pulsating beats and throbbing bass grooves.

The title track again marks a shift in tone towards a more melancholic atmosphere, drawing together allusions to later Depeche Mode, only denser and more industrial, and it leads a closing triptych of dense, dark atmospheric songs. This softer conclusion in the wake of all the flames and all the rage is welcome, and by no means feels like an easing of tension – or an anticlimax – but instead feels like an opening up to reveal a fragility hitherto covered by the armour of anger. In closing, a calmness descends, and it’s tinged with sadness, a sense of submission, even – maybe.

Null Guide is a powerful album, and the source of that strength shifts over its course, demonstrating considerable sonic and emotional versatility, with a tangible sense of there being an arc of progression between beginning and end.

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Christopher Nosnibor

A couple of mates had picked this one out and suggested I might like it, and, as my diary was looking pretty sparse at the time, I thought ‘why not?’ Some brief scanning of releases led me to expect a night of electro-based post punk, some synth-pop of a darker persuasion. The reality was considerably darker than that, and pretty much straight-up goth, even if the majority of the crowd didn’t recognise it as such – by which I mean, they looked more like they’d be into Gary Numan than The Sisters of Mercy. So where are we at? Goth by stealth? Said crowd was an interesting mix, an almost even split of old sods, and lanky buggers young enough to be their kids – or mine, I suppose.

The Sick Man of Europe – raved about by a mate who’s more of an indie persuasion – are in some respects reminiscent of early Depeche Mode but darker, heavier, more industrial. They bring the pulsating repetition on Suicide, with a heavy leaning towards DAF. For the second song, they segue ‘Movement’ and ‘Obsolete’. The studio versions are tight slices of Krautrock, and nice enough. Live, everything is amped up and the result is something more like covers of ‘Ghostrider’ as performed by The Sisters of Mercy, or even Foetus. The flat baritone monotone of the studio recording takes on a new dimension live, too, at times reminiscent of the booming grave-and-gravel drawl of Chris Reed of Red Lorry Yellow Lorry. The sick singer spends considerable time charging back and forth in front of the stage and occasionally ventures further into the crowd. They take things up a good couple of notches live in comparison to the studio recordings, the clinical sterility converted to crackling energy. They’re tight, tense, and gothy as hell.

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The Sick Man of Europe

The same is true of TVAM, an act I’d always taken as being a bit 6Music electro-indie. Again, the difference between their studio work and live show is the key here. The work of just one guy in the studio, the live act is transformative, with live drums and guitar. They play the new album, Ruins, in full and in sequence. It takes confidence in an album to do this, but it’s an album to have confidence in, without a weak track. The song titles and lyrics flash on the screen at the back of the stage in real time, with striking images projected during instrumental passages. In combination with the lighting and smoke, it makes for a strong visual performance. The sound, too, is fantastic, the swirling guitars hazy, the drums crisp and bright.

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On the bass-led ‘Real Life’ they perfectly replicate the drums from ‘Lucretia My Reflection’, and ‘Powder Blue’ is indisputably a dark pop gem with a dense shoegaze feel.

The final segment of the set piles into the depths of the back catalogue with relish, hitting us with ‘Porsche Majeure’ and ‘Double Lucifer’, before closing with ‘Total Immersion’, the last track from their 2021 debut Psychic Data.

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TVAM

Oftentimes, studio-based projects can lose something in the translation to the live setting, but by taking a completely different approach to the format, TVAM show different aspects of the songs and imbue them with new depth and energy.

As a lineup, the two acts compliment one another well, and in both delivering punchy sets (Sick Man’s set was bang on half an hour, TVAM played for 45 minutes), they gave us an exhilarating night.

24th February 2026

Christopher Nosnibor

It may only be February, but 2026 is looking like the year of the long-threatened goth renaissance. It’s been bubbling for a while, with first-wave bands like Red Lorry Yellow Lorry releasing new material for the first time in decades late last year, as well as second wave names such as Corpus Delicti making strong comebacks. And what’s noticeable is that their audiences don’t consist entirely of old bastards who’ve been adherents of the scene since the 80s: on recent ventures to see Corpus Delicti and Skeletal Family – whose current singer, it has to be said, is considerably younger than the rest of the band – I’ve witnessed first-hand a substantial proportion of the audience represented by under thirties, even under twenty-fives and teens – and they’re getting into the dressing up, the hair and makeup, too. Why? A vaguely educated guess based on observation and an A-Level in Sociology taken just over thirty years ago suggests that there are a number of factors involved here: what goes around comes around – this always happens – with an element of kids raiding their parents’ music collections or otherwise becoming nostalgic for the music they heard growing up (thanks to my parents, I have records by Barbara Dixon and Phil Collins, although I drew the trauma line at Steeleye Span and The Bee Gees) – and also the times in which we live. Depression, oppression… post-punk and the substrain that would become goth emerged from pretty bleak times – and we once again find ourselves in bleak times, bleaker, if anything. We no longer live under the shadow of the bomb as we did during the Cold War. Instead, we live in a world at war, a world where AI is taking over in a way that resembles the maddest sci-for dystopia, and where the prospects of work and home ownership for those finishing school and college are nothing short of abysmal.

It’s not all gloom and doom, though, because… no, wait. It is, but Licorice Chamber are coming through on the emerging wave of bleak bands to provide a fitting soundrack to existential mopery.

Licorice Chamber perhaps isn’t the greatest band name ever, but it’s in keeping with the latest influx of goth and goth-adjacent acts like Just Mustard (and also reminds me of Fudge Tunnel), and since band names are inherently stupid by nature if you pause and reflect on it in any depth – dissect any band name and conclude that it’s not at least vaguely stupid, is my challenge – it’s fair to let it ride. After all, it’s the music that matters.

On Remnants, Licorice Chamber serve up three brooding slices of classic contemporary goth which are thematically linked under the banner of the EP’s title, as they explain: “The EP title Remnants suggests aftermath, what survives destruction. Rather than romanticizing despair, the songs feel like they’re exploring what’s left when illusions fall away.”

‘Feign’, the first of these three cuts, is magnificently understated, a mid-tempo song that’s as much about the space between the sound of the instruments as the instruments themselves, and while there’s a heap of reverb around everything, something in the production calls to mind the quiet flatness of The Cure’s Seventeen Seconds. But the backed-off drums and fractal guitars serve to place Layla Reyna’s powerful, emotive vocals to the fore.

Heavy by name and heavy by nature, the second song packs a far greater density, a cinematic rock workout, which builds to a climactic finale and finds Layla floating majestic through a sonic maelstrom.

The final cut, ‘Never the Same’, is the longest of the three, and is a slow-burner rendered more kinetic by some busy drumming moments, and with its picked guitar and dark atmospherics, it finds Licorice Chamber inching into the kind of territory occupied by doom / goth acts like Cold in Berlin and Cwfen – and that’s not simply a case of lumping heavy bands with female vocalists into a bracket together: there’s positive commonality here.

Remnants is dark, but bold, and in its own way, uplifting.

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Prague goth rockers, CATHEDRAL IN FLAMES have unveiled their new single & sylish video for the track, ‘Push The Fire’.

‘Push The Fire’ is a metaphorical story about picking up women. On the surface, it’s vampire kitsch; underneath, it’s classic seduction wrapped in promises of eternal love, right up to and beyond the grave. The seduction doesn’t really work out, though, so both of our heroes get angrier and angrier, and they end up more and more blood-soaked.

The initial inspiration came during long spring walks around the South Bohemian fish ponds when, above the melting ice there was nothing to see but raw, damp fog and flocks of crows. Musically, ‘Push The Fire’ is a return to the roots: a straightforward, fast goth rock’n’roll song with a chorus that hits you straight in the face. The bridge is a conspiratorial wink toward the band, The Mission and their single, ‘Severina’.

‘Push The Fire’ is a fast, rhythmically-pulsing track driven by Gatsby’s bass and Barney’s tribal drumming and features a soaring chorus adorned with Ambra’s vocal acrobatics and Phil’s trademark growl. The sound was produced and mixed by Brett Carruthers of the Canadian band, The Birthday Massacre.

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Christopher Nosnibor

It’s very early doors this evening, even considering there’s a club night starting at 10:30. I arrive at 6:05 to find a substantial queue of goths who are clearly keen. When they open up at 6:15, I enter the venue to the full-length version of ‘This Corrosion’, followed by ‘Play For Today’ by The Cure. Welcome to Leeds, goth city. Making a brief jaunt around the UK in support of new album Liminal, Corpus Delicti couldn’t have chosen a better city, or a more fitting venue to stop by. It’s well-timed, too: the album’s been out long enough to have bedded in with those who’ve heard it (which it seems is a fair portion of the audience), meaning that they’re not all waiting for the older material, and are every bit as enthusiastic for the new songs.

They’re also pretty enthusiastic for support act Auger. For me, they’re rather harder to take to, but nod due to lack of assessable material. Quite the opposite, in fact. Auger are very much from the lighter, poppies end of the goth spectrum, with some anthemic moments and at times inviting comparisons to Depeche Mode. The live drums add significantly to the dynamic. The live guitar less so, as it’s not particularly easy to pick out in the mix, and it’s the programmed bass on the backing which really fills out the sound. With synths, additional percussion, and – possibly – backing vocals all coming from the laptop, there’s an element of feeling like the pair are only doing a third of the work. The sound is, as one would expect, pretty slick. Singer Kyle Blaqk emotes, clutches his breast, and bounces around, and at times they come across more like a goth Erasure than anything else.

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Auger

Corpus Delicti really are a cut above in every way. Sonically, they’re outstanding, and so, so tight. They have their sound absolutely nailed, from the meaty bass grooves and powerhouse tribal percussion to the brittle, chorus-heavy guitar sound, which rings out crisp and clear. And they give it all to the performance – not in a cheesy way, they don’t try for audience participation, but exude presence and radiate electricity. They seem to enjoy themselves, too: guitarist Franck is positively smiley throughout, and even when he experiences a minor issue with his pedals, he shrugs it off and is back in the mix in moments, still smiling and pacing about the stage with a restless energy. He and bassist Chrys are equally lively, swapping positions and constantly on the move. The whole band is very much stage forward, presenting what you might call an attacking field in football, bringing the show to the audience.

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Corpus Delicti

Liminal, their first in almost thirty years, is a corker, and just as it begins with the high-impact, drama-filled ‘Crash’, so they open the set. They attack it with a rare intensity, and an energy they sustain for the duration of the set. Said set draws substantially on the new album, but equally pulls from all corners of their extensive catalogue, with ‘Appealing Skies’ and ‘Motherland’ land back-to-back representing 1995’s Obsessions fairly early, and landing ‘Lorelei’ and ‘Chaos’ in the second half of the set. Singer Sébastien is a strong presence, by turns menacing and stoic, impassive: he’s got moves and shapes and at times, he looks at an individual audience member in a way that’s capable of penetrating the soul. I certainly felt it.

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Corpus Delicti

After closing the main set with the slower title track from the new album, they don’t take too much coaxing to return to the stage to deliver a triple-whammy of back-catalogue classics, with a bruising ‘Noxious’, followed by ‘Saraband’ and ‘Broken’.

They thank us for a great night, and say they’ve enjoyed themselves. So have we, very much indeed.

Tampa-based death rock/goth artist SINISTER SHADOWS is proud to announce that his self-titled debut album will be available as CD and digital release on March 26th via The Doorway To label.

‘Sinister Shadows’ was created out of the love of death rock and goth rock from the Eighties and Nineties – bands like Bauhaus, The Cure, Sisters of Mercy, The Mission, and Nick Cave.

SINISTER SHADOWS‘ mastermind, Ryan Michalski (Idiot Robot, Ryan Cosmonaught), ran a video magazine called The Gothic Box in Tampa Florida years ago and went to such venues as The Orpheum and The Castle. SINISTER SHADOWS wants to bring back the darkness, romance and flair that has been long missed of this sound and movement.

Today you can have a foretaste of what you might expect from the album with ‘No one home but me,’ here available as a lyric video:

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Ryan Of Sinister Shadows, Photo by Ryan Michalski