The Apollo AC always feels a little too dark when the doors open. Not ominous — just lived-in. The kind of dark that carries the weight of years of boot prints, bar fights that didn’t escalate, and guitar solos that did.
For many of us here tonight at the iconic Ulster Hall this has been one of the most long awaited gigs of the year. There have been many nostalgic Anniversary tours in 2025 but the return of All Loud. All Wild. The Allfuckingmighty has been one of the most eagerly anticipated.
On a crisp November evening, the BMO Center in Rockford, Illinois, transformed into a sanctuary for classic rock devotees. Styx, the legendary band that has been weaving musical tapestries since the early 1970s
Winter is fast approaching and we feel the brisk wind and rain as we pile into the car, to head to the big smoke for tonight’s gig Rotting Christ.
The Sylvee felt restless long before the doors opened, the kind of low buzz that builds when three different breeds of heavy music collide in one room on a cold Wisconsin night.
I’d been to The Corporation in Sheffield enough times to know how a night like this would feel before the first guitar was even struck: the familiar smell of beer and old plaster, the chatter folding into the stage lights, a crowd that leans forward like it knows something it can’t yet name.
We arrive in Dublin on what is a miserable and extremely wet evening, however, this does not dampen our spirits (excuse the pun) as we are ready for a night of American Punk. We meet up for a drink in The Green Room with other rockers ahead of the gig.
There can only be one front man from a band that formed nearly 50 years ago with the gall, the nerve and, indeed, the confidence to stand in the centre of a stage with a huge grin right slap bang in the middle of a raucous gig and calmly announce that the next song is (and I quote) “the biggest pile of shit ever written”!
The chilly air on North Main Street in Rockford, IL crackled with anticipation. Inside the Coronado Theatre, however, it was a warm, timeless world of Spanish architecture and velvet seating.
Having lain dormant for over half a year the former Propyard venue on Bristol’s Feeder Road reopened in the second half of last year as The Prospect Building under the management of London’s electronic music promotions AMAAD, the team behind festivals such as Junction 2 and Love Supreme.
The Offspring Blimp displays one final message – “Diolch a nos da” - as a sold-out Cardiff crowd stream out of a steaming arena following an immersive three hours in the company of The Offspring and their special guests Simple Plan.
In an age when more and more AI generated content is popping up online, it does the heart good to see real musicians onstage doing what they do best. Raw, unfiltered live music can touch and unite in a way that truly nothing else can do and The Damn Truth and Parker Barrow understand this better than most.
On November 10, 2025, The Coronado Performing Arts Center in Rockford, IL become the epicenter of modern blues-rock. Joe Bonamassa brought his Fall 2025 tour to this historic venue delivering a performance that was equal parts technical masterclass, emotional journey, and cultural homage.
The Empty Bottle is the kind of place where ghosts hang around for last call. Sticky floors, bruised walls, and a stage that’s seen every shade of sweat and salvation.
Review & Photography by Ritchie Birnie for MPM After the release of their incredible debut EP Hollow Souls take to the road and treat us to an unforgettable show. The support for tonight is the insanely talented Troy Redfern. He may look like a missing Aerosmith band member due to his cool looks but he sure would give Mr Perry …
Remember, remember, the 4th of November! Because the 5th just wouldn’t be as good. What could possibly rival 400 years of Guy Fawkes lore? Easy: Wednesday 13 and his band of merry ghouls.