Milwaukee got a strange kind of memory on May 15—one delivered through blast beats, Viking steel, cartoon apocalypse, and enough artificial smoke to bring the night to a very real end.
Milwaukee got a strange kind of memory on May 15—one delivered through blast beats, Viking steel, cartoon apocalypse, and enough artificial smoke to bring the night to a very real end.
For one night in Rosemont, Illinois, the calendar flipped backward four decades. Denim jackets came out of closets. Vintage tour shirts reappeared like treasured relics.
On a chilly May night in Moline, Illinois, the kind of Midwestern evening where the wind coming off the Mississippi River still carries the memory of winter, three generations of hard rock collided inside the Vibrant Arena at The MARK.
Reggie’s Music Joint already feels like a place that knows too much.
Joe Bonamassa was playing at probably his third favourite home (alongside the Ryman Auditorium in Nashville) the iconic Royal Albert Hall, London on the 7th of May, the day before his 49th birthday.
On a cool spring night in Milwaukee, the kind where Lake Michigan’s breeze still carries a lingering chill, The Rave/Eagles Club stood glowing against the dark sky.
Review & Photography by Nathen Vestal for MPM On Thursday night in Madison, the Majestic Theatre did not need much decoration. It barely had any. The room sat there stripped down and practical, an old theater with multiple viewing tiers and just enough light to keep the edges visible. No grand visual sermon. No elaborate stage dressing. No cathedral glow. …
Margate Dreamland. An odd, yet strangely cool little corner of our green earth. And right now, it’s having a proper resurgence.
It has been far too long since I have seen Sari live due to all sorts of reasons but a Sari gig is like slipping into a pair of old jogging bottoms, comfortable, easy and one of the places you want to be.
Puscifer at The Sylvee on Tuesday night was not a casual stop-in, not a “let’s see what this is about” evening, not a background soundtrack for overpriced tallboys and loose Tuesday ambition.
At the heart of Bridgwater’s music scene The Cobblestones stands stoically proud on the eastern side of the River Parrett, a waterway that bisects this Somerset market town. It once generated prosperity for this town, but the bustling docks and quaysides now lie quiet with the main focus of commerce upon supporting the nearby Hinkley Point C nuclear power station.
Belfast has enjoyed a spate of bright, sunny days in the past few weeks, chasing away the shadows and forcing the darkness of winter to recede into memory.
Some nights, a venue feels less like a room and more like a pressure valve. Live Wire in Chicago had that Saturday-night charge on April 25, the kind that comes from black leather, cheap beer, old scene scars, new converts, and the low electrical hum of people who came to be rattled, not comforted.
The Grammy Award-winning British rock star Yungblud last night thanked fans during an epic and emotional penultimate show of his 11-date, sold-out UK arena run.
The start of a short six-date UK co-headline jaunt across the UK sees three impressive and important UK bands arrive at a venue fast becoming iconic.
In a world where AI generated artists are flooding the market and the TikTok generation just seek the next three second viral high, it's reassuring to see an artist who puts the human touch as their first priority.