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Neurot Recordings – 20 March 2026

Christopher Nosnibor

Unless you’ve been keeping a very close eye, or have been privy to insider information, you could be forgiven for thinking Neurosis were done as a band. And reasonably so. It’s been ten years since their last album, and it’s been almost four years since word emerged that founder and vocalist Scott Kelly had departed the band under a cloud and announced his retirement from music.

Nevertheless, one would have probably expected some kind of hype, a build-up to the first album in a decade by these post-metal colossi. Perhaps they felt a little reluctant under the circumstances of quietly ejecting Kelly in 2019 he admitted abusing his wife and children, keeping quiet on the matter out of respect for privacy from his wife. The fact they expelled him well before the news broke in 2022 sends a clear message on the position of the remaining members, who, after time has passed, have recruited Aaron Turner, formerly of Isis, and then Sumac. I shan’t dwell on how it must feel as a band to discover that one of the people they’ve worked with so closely for so many years is a piece of shit, an abusive lowlife, but will swerve here onto the topic of how Tom Meighan, formerly of Kasabian has been welcomed back to the gig and festival circuit following a conviction for domestic abuse largely on the basis that his abused girlfriend forgave him and went on to marry him. But that’s how it is with abuse. Victims don’t leave, and there comes to be an understanding that it’s in the past and the abuser is somehow rehabilitated and everything is ok now, so the world moves on.

This shouldn’t be the cloud that hangs over Neurosis’ new album, and because of how they’ve dealt with it, it isn’t really a cloud, but something which needs to be addressed by way of context, rather than skipped over or swept under the carpet. Thankfully, Kelly doesn’t get a pass, a career rehabilitation after a break, and with a respectful hiatus and Turner coming into the fold, An Undying Love For A Burning World marks the opening of a new chapter for Neurosis.

The album’s title encapsulates the place in which the band – and, indeed, many of us find ourselves, and the statement from the band on its release expands on this:

“We need this, perhaps more than ever, and we suspect we are not alone. The trials and tribulations in our personal lives and as a band, combined with simply trying to navigate the insanity of our society, with the stress, anxiety, and isolation that come with it can be excruciating. Add to that the existential confusion and sorrow of the climate crisis and the sixth mass extinction.

“It is enough to cause you to completely lose your mind if you can’t find release or catharsis. This strange emotionally charged music has always been our method of trying to survive this and this is what we’ve always been singing about. When you have spent a lifetime engaged with these energies and utilizing this form of expression to purge and purify, it feels detrimental to our well-being to let it sit idle and neglected. This was now or never.”

First, the pandemic. Then Russia’s invasion of Ukraine. Then Israel’s genocide in Gaza. And now – effectively – World War 3, with gas and oil facilities ablaze, all while the oceans rise and the global climate becomes evermore inhospitable. It’s a battle to simply exist and keep it together at times, because the last few years have felt truly apocalyptic. And STILL people are shitting on one another: displays of racism and misogyny are becoming more rife and more extreme and as much as there’s abundant cause to fear for the imminent elimination of the human species, there’s a strong case in favour of it for the good of the planet.

And so it is that An Undying Love For A Burning World is a difficult album, in that it grapples with these difficult, ugly, and complex issues.

“The dissonance is deafening!” Turner hollers on the brief intro piece, ‘We Are Torn Wide Open’, before blasting into the jarring noise blast of ‘Mirror Deep’. Immediately, this feels like a different Neurosis. They’ve always explored tone and texture, but this feels different: fast, hard, heavy, with a punkier edge to the driving metal blast. This rages, hard. The riffs and jarring, dissonant, and Turner’s vocals bring a different kind of energy. And it’s an energy that’s a vital injection.

Of course, there are still megalithic lumbering riffs: ‘First Red Rays’ brings the first of them, and it’s a crushing trudge, but then suddenly everything explodes. It sounds as if they’re playing for their lives, and purging hard here. Even the expansive instrumental passages are imbued with an emotional heft that’s intangible and fundamentally inarticulable, and while the nine-minute ‘Blind’ offers some atmospheric passages, they’re decimated by raging riffs, and ‘Seething and Scattered’ sure as hell does seethe from its very core.

The last two tracks are both immense, clocking in at ten and seventeen minutes respectively, but far from being meandering plods – and there are quieter, gentler passages which have an exploratory edge – they’re both dynamic explosions brimming with anguish, and riff and rage hard. The final track, ‘Last Light’ begins with a Suicide-like pulsating electronic beat and fizzing electronics before the riff piles in, and takes off with with some expansive space-rock vibes and a nagging hint of shoegaze, and it’s as majestic as it is monstrous.

This is the sound of a band reinvigorated, and, more significantly, grappling with issues, both personal and circumstantial. It’s a band striving to push forward, a band unbeaten but emerging from and processing a trauma. The world is burning: that’s not political or controversial, but it’s difficult to assimilate and contemplate what the future holds. An Undying Love For A Burning World takes the listener down to the darkest depth, but also hints at hope. Right now, hope is all we have, and it’s hard to cling to… but cling, we must. Otherwise, what else is there?

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Neurot Recordings – 7th March 2025

Christopher Nosnibor

If a release is on Neurot, there’s almost a guarantee that it’ll pack some heft, and that it’s likely to be good. And so it is with the debut album from Guiltless, who feature members of A Storm of Light, Intronaut, Generation of Vipers, and Battle of Mice and were ‘born from a love of experimental rock, noise rock, early industrial, sludge, and doom’. Their bio describes their first release, the EP Thorns as ‘crushing and cheerless’, adding that ‘it seemed to welcome the apocalypse looming on our collective horizon.’

The horizon is feeling closer than ever, the Doomsday Clock now set to just 89 seconds to midnight, reported as being ‘the closest the world has ever been to total annihilation.’ Teeth to Sky is a worthy successor to Thorns, and while it may not be quite as unutterably bleak, it sure as hell isn’t a laugh a minute, or even a month. And if anything, it’s heavier, denser, and it’s more layered, more exploratory.

‘Into Dust Becoming’ crashes in on a howl of feedback before the riff comes in hard. No delicate intro or gradual build-up here: just full-on, balls-out explosive power. It’s a veritable behemoth, dragging a megalithic weight and a brutal rawness as it churns away with devastating force. It’s one hell of an ear-catching way to open an album, and serves as a statement of intent.

‘One is Two’ barrels and lurches, the bass booming low while the guitar slices and slews across at jagged angles, and with the roaring vocal delivery, it’s dark and furious, as is fitting for a song that explores human behaviour and the fact that as a species we seem utterly hell-bent on destroying our own habitat. It’s a perverse contradiction that as the most advanced species to have evolved on earth, we have seemingly evolved to bring about the hastening of our own extinction, but then again, perhaps it’s for the best. But considering this, and the state of everything, brings a range of complex emotions which aren’t necessarily easy to articulate through language, or language alone – and this is when one comes to really appreciate the catharsis of visceral noise. And it’s a crushing force that blasts from the speakers on ‘In Starless Reign’; the guitar tone rings a squalling dissonance, and there are some deft tempo changes which accentuate the textural detail and enhance the impact.

They slow things to an eerie crawl on the epic ‘Our Serpent in Circle’ to round off side one, and although it doesn’t exactly offer respite, it does provide some variety ahead of the assault which ensues with the title track at the start of side two, followed by the utterly merciless ‘Lone Blue Vale’, a track of staggering density. Combined, they deliver a relentless sonic barrage. ‘Illumine’ closes the album with slow-paced precision, a harrowing seven-minute dirge designed to snuff the faintest glimmers of hope in your soul.

It’s a significant achievement that Guiltless manage to maintain such a punishing level of intensity for the duration of the whole album: Teeth to Sky will leave you feeling utterly pounded, breathless, and dazed.

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Throughout 2024, and marking three full moons, Harvestman (a.k.a. Steve Von Till) will be presenting his ambitious Triptych project, a three-part album cycle. This album trilogy is a distillation of a unique approach that finds a continuity amongst the fragmented, treating all its myriad musical sources and reference points not as building bricks, but as tuning forks for a collective ancestral resonance, residing in that liminal space between the fundamental and the imaginary, the intrinsic and the speculative.

Today, Harvestman share ‘Galvanized And Torn Open’ from the upcoming Triptych Part Two, which will be released on 21st July via Neurot Recordings to coincide with the Buck Moon. Part One was released on 23rd April on the Pink Moon, and Part Three will be coming on 17th October’s Hunter Moon.

Harvestman has also announced a listening party for Triptych: Part Two on the day before the album’s release. The session will take place via Bandcamp on Saturday, July 20th at 7pm GMT. Save the date and RSVP HERE.

The new visualiser for ‘Galvanized And Torn Open’ was created by Von Till, who writes of the song, “This track was composed entirely around a very simple beat performed by Dave French and I on an old steel water tank that I had accidentally destroyed with my snow plow during the Winter of 2019/2020. The following Spring when rolling it to my truck to take the scrapyard, I heard its rolling thunder and knew it was a piece of percussion magic. Shortly after, Dave came out to Idaho to visit for a while, and we worked together to compose three pieces based on its various sounds. This second piece is centered around giving space to its thunderous low end. A few simple guitar and lines and synth harmonies help give it movement, accentuate its natural breath, and let it guide us on a sonic journey to a few different internal landscapes.”

Watch the video here:

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Photo credit: Kylee Pardick

SILVERBURN, the new solo project by James ‘Jimbob’ Isaac (Hark & Taint) will release its debut album Self Induced Transcendental Annihilation via MSH Group Music on August 11.

Welsh metal visionary Jimbob Isaac, known from his previous bands Taint and Hark, recorded the new album during lockdown in 2020. He handled all vocals, guitar, bass and drums himself. With this album, Jimbob has meticulously crafted a wholly uncompromising solo offering in the truest sense. It has been said that extreme conditions demand extreme responses, and Self Induced Transcendental Annihilation (‘SITA’) began as an elemental response to the almighty global gut-punch that surrounded it’s creation.

James ‘Jimbob’ Isaac about ‘Formless’: “This one’s for the metaphysics nerds! ‘ormless..’’ is an ode to solitude, meditation and cosmic implosions! The video is an extension of my real-life solo mission, in making this album and the art and video work ongoing. I mean, of course I made myself into cyborgs to play all the instruments.”

From the world-ending double-kick maelstrom of opening track ‘Annihilation’ to the cinematic, discordant chug and release of ‘Etheric Crush’ this album draws from Isaac’s beloved eras of 90’s metal and 00’s metallic hardcore, noisecore, space and sludge metal and bands like Botch, Mastodon, Knut, Converge, Keelhaul, Crowbar, Sepultura, Neurosis and Helmet.

Today Silverburn share second track ‘Formless Atomization Of Omniscient Particulate’. Check it here:

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Pic: Chris Treseder

Silverburn live are a three piece now, first confirmed dates:

Aug 12 – The Bunkhouse Swansea

Aug 18th – Arctangent Festival

Sept 8th – Oslo London w/ Mutoid Man

Sept 13th – The Exchange Bristol w/ Mutoid Man

Warren Records – 25th November 2022

Christopher Nosnibor

While Leeds has a strong reputation and record for emerging noise-orientated rock bands, Hull is proving that it’s not far behind as a spawning ground for purveyors of noise-driven angst and anger.

As was the case in the 70s and 80s, social deprivation proves to be a powerful driver for the creation of art that channels frustration and the whole gamut of expression that comes from dark places, and from adversity. Of course, it’s always the North. Leeds spawned goth, Manchester Joy Division, Magazine, Slaughter and the Dogs, The Durutti Column. Sheffield, too, has a strong heritage of bands known for innovation born out of frustration, with Cabaret Voltaire being a strong starter for 10. Hull, of course, brought us Throbbing Gristle, arguably one of the most groundbreaking acts of the 70s and beyond.

Most punk bands, especially the Pistols, simply cranked out pub rock with a sneer and the guitars turned up. Throbbing Gristle went beyond any conventions of music to create a real soundtrack to alienation.

More recently, we’ve had The Holy Orders, Cannibal Animal, Low Hummer, Parasitic Twins, and many more. And now we have Bug Facer kicking out a disaffected din, and ‘Horsefly’ is one hell of a debut single, and clocking in at over six and a half minutes it’s a behemoth of a track.

The band say of ‘Horsefly’, ‘At its core the track is about struggle. It conjures images of being trapped or stuck in a box or something but we don’t want to give away too much! We try to write music that is evocative and suggestive, not being too direct with our lyrics and ideas as we’d much prefer our listeners to tell us what it is they hear and see as they listen to our tracks. Some people have said it’s like battling through and emerging from a storm, others say it’s like someone has angered the gods.’

The sense of struggle is conveyed keenly here: you feel the pain in your bones, in your muscles, nerves, and sinews. It pulls hard at the soul, at the same time as punching away at the guts with a methodical thud.

It’s a hefty, dirgy trudge that oozes anguish, and if the organic feel is rathe in the vein of Neurosis, the bands it’s closest to are Unsane and Kowloon Walled City. It’s bleak, grinding, stark and brutal. Its power derives not from distortion, or from pace, but from sheer density and crushing volume, and from raw power. It’s the kind of claustrophobic, pulverising heaviness that leaves you aching. This is serious. And Bug Facer are instantly my new favourite band.

Neurot Recordings – 30th September 2022

Christopher Nosnibor

Tension Span’s debut is quite a departure from the majority of Neurot releases and Neurosis offshoots, of which there are now many. Comprising Noah Landis (Neurosis, Christ On Parade), Geoff Evans (Asunder), and Matt Parrillo (Dystopia, Kicker), the blurb hails the arrival of an album that uses ‘the musical language of their past, the dark punk of their early bands… that infuses classic elements of punk and post-punk, and sounds both urgent and personal, speaking truth to the bleak realities of today’s socio-political collapse, and the angst and identity crisis it brings’.

And The Future Died Yesterday delivers on that, in spades. It’s spiky, jagged, angular, the guitars brittle yet driving and everything is driven by an agitated, twitchy bass that hits on every bear of the relentless four-square rhythms. It’s pitched as for being for fans of Killing Joke, New Model Army, Conflict, and Rudimentary Peni, among others, and there’s a keen sense that Tension Span are drawing on elements of classic anarchist, anti-authoritarian, anti—capitalist punk and post-punk as a means of channelling their ire. It’s the spirit of the early eighties, condensed into an adrenaline-fuelled package that makes perfect sense in 2022. What goes around comes around, but this time around it’s harder and more dysfunctional and powered by the Internet.

It’s harder because it’s difficult to differentiate fact from fiction, and because no-one has any time anymore. Everything is pressure, and everything is relentless. Everyone seems to spend every hour chasing their tails, chasing pay, or otherwise struggling to keep up with life. Even leisure time is competitive as people battle to keep abreast of the latest Netflix binges and post their viewing on social media, from simple posts on what they’re watching to full-blown critiques… and seriously, fuck the fucking lot of it and get a grip! As a society, we really don’t help ourselves.

Not so long ago, the press was all over employees regaining control of their work / life balance, embracing hybrid working that involved more time at home and less in the office, and there are endless column inches devoted to ‘the great resignation’ and ‘quiet quitting’ (aka doing the job you’re paid for instead of doing your manager’s job for your own pay) or whatever. It’s all bullshit, and it’s all manipulation from the controllers of capital, designed to keep workers in check and maximise productivity. But who benefits from productivity? Not the productive worker.

The trouble is, so many are simply too preoccupied or busy to notice, let alone complain. ‘Climbing up the ladder when they’re on a fucking treadmill,’ a line from ‘Crate Song’ (a snarling blast that combines the vintage punk of The Sex Pistols with the snarling contemporary nihilism of Uniform sums it all up perfectly. Society says that careers are imperative; the government certainly does. But why? And why does the majority blindly accept this? Because they need the money – and the enhanced benefits of a career climbing the corporate ladder – to keep up.

Tension Span articulate the fury at this false societal construct which exists primarily as a tool oof oppression. The title brings home the bleakness of view: there is no future now. We’re doomed, fucked. This was the mood that permeated the late 70s and early 80s.

The shadow of early PiL looms large over The Future Died Yesterday, and is nowhere more apparent on the bass-led bleakness of the six-minute ‘Filaments’ with its motoric Krautrock vibe, where The Cure and Killing Joke collide in an ocean of reverb. ‘Trepidation’ is built around a thudding flange-coated bass that’s pure Cure, but the vocal is more metal, and this is heavy, oppressive stuff.

Instead of breathing life, ‘Ventilator’ is a furious assault that requires no explanation in the context of the last couple of years, and the second half of the album picks up the pace to deliver a succession of sonic assaults on the shitshow that is America. But it’s not just America: this is the world right now, and it’s fucked, as ‘Human Scrapyard’ attests most succinctly: ‘Out with the old, in with the new…’

The Future Died Yesterday is a dark album – but these are dark times, making this a perfect soundtrack.