REVIEW | 100 Fables – O2 ABC2 (24.11.17)

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After a miserable wait out in the subzero cold due to delayed doors, it would be the job of Dancing On Tables to get us simultaneously warmed and cheered up, both of which were accomplished.

There were plenty of focal points among the setlist. Colour Me Good was a great and lively track, Missing had quite the bounce to it and featured a cool bassline, and Waiting On Saturdaybrought a real energetic pulse. Throughout were well-rounded dual harmonies, sublime guitars that battled through broken strings, and smashing drum fills.

Closing out with their simple but effective new single Oh, the night was off to a promising, noteworthy start.


Land Of Rubber Men were visibly popular with the crowd, and there were some notable highlights.

Watch It Burn was slow and gripping, and frontman Angus was really into it. Meanwhile, Carpets had nice riffs and the sax added an extra dose of depth, Just Run was scattered with a couple of dazzling chords, and Book You In was a jumping conclusion which was evidently ideal for drunken dancing.

They were a little inconsistent at moments, and it wasn’t always the most interesting to watch, but when they delivered, they did so with style, and we may just check out their album once that comes around.


The room was in an absolutely buzz and jam-packed with folk, all of whom were ready to be graced by 100 Fables.

They burst out the gates wildly with The Pressure, and Lyndsey was quick to exhibit her sheer charisma through articulate expressions and movements, on top of her excellent vocals. She worked so well with guitarist Erin, as demonstrated in Electric Girls And Boys, where the latter’s low harmonies in the chorus suited perfectly.

The exciting Lost Generation had the audience clapping and dancing, before they toned it down for the magnetic Forgotten. Afterwards, Neon Nightmare had a hammering drum beat, ripe bass work and fast riffs, and all five members were really active on stage towards the end.

Lyndsey again drew us in with an infectious performance in Joy, and she took the time to perch herself on top of the amp during the groovy Complications. Following the scintillating Untold, they blew us away with the explosive Wake Up.

But they were not done yet, as the crowd demanded an encore, and they got their wish when the band returned and sensationally stunned one final time with the classic Metropolis.

A simply incredible set from 100 Fables, and if this wasn’t a star-making show that should earn them a record deal, we don’t know what is. A wonderful night that we won’t be forgetting in a hurry.

REVIEW | Courage My Love – The Attic (22.11.17)


Due to a late bus journey, we entered halfway to pop punk band Wasted Summers, and from what we saw, it was mainly solid stuff, although the group were a little still on stage (but to be fair, Steph had a legitimate excuse).

Tomorrow stood out as a neat tune with a catchiness to it. Overall, it was fine for what we got, and we even nabbed a demo, in addition to countless free stickers.


We had seen Remind Me Of Home two weeks prior supporting Junior at this venue, and while they didn’t fully impress us then, it was a different story here.

For one thing, we felt that vocalist Craig was more upfront and in the zone, and his voice even packed more of a punch, and for that matter, the rest of the band sounded pretty sturdy too. They dished out numbers from their Bloodless EP, including StockholmEnigma and the title track, and there was a big crowd on hand.

It was not flawless by any means, with the couple of miscues here and there, and the mic cable disconnecting is never a fun time, but a real step up nonetheless, and they can now call us fans.


For the second time, we would be witnessing Chapter And Verse from London at a gig, and they were even better on this term. Their latest single Magazines was great live, while newer tunes Eleven Hours and Ink hooked us in with magnetic writingThe New Breed was massive as usual, and they finished with a resounding bang courtesy of Slave.

Josh’s vocals were just astonishing, and the rhythms were brash and truly rocking. Our only compliant was that our eyes were nearly sizzled by the bloody bright lights, but otherwise, a damn fine steal-shower of a set.


We were questioning whether Courage My Love were going to be able to follow up on that. They begun smoothly with Animal Heart, and Love Hurts came off well with its rich lyrical content. In the same vein were Two Headed Monster and Not Gonna Change, where Mercedes shined with a passionate performance.

Need Someone had a lovely message, and it was clear that it meant a lot to Mercedes in particular. The trio gave us the melodic and highly catchy Stereo, before ending on a couple of encores, including the bouncy Walls.

It took a while for them to get into a swing, but they steadily got there and at the end of the day, their debut outing in Glasgow was a triumph that resonated with the audience.

REVIEW | Empire – Nice N Sleazy (21.11.17)


We arrived just in the nick of time and entered into a jammed room for Karin from Dumfries. These guys had some hype behind them leading up to this, and we were told multiple times that we were going to love them, and damn where they right.

The trio delivered a fiercely tight set that engaged and incited everybody all the way through. Their dynamic energy and ability to swing between opposing tempos in a snap was great, and on the subject, when they did reach full speed it was quite a sight; in particular, the drumming was a fluent blur.

An awesome opener, and we cannot remember the last time we became fans of a band so quick.


Here’s a quartet that we were familiar with – Visceral Noise Department – whom we fell in love with when they supported Allusondrugs at this very venue back in the summer, and it was nice to see them again in action with a rocking grungy performance of delightful proportions.

Some of the slower material didn’t click as well, but when they kicked up to a speedy groove, they were a blast. Brenden bobbled around the place like a madman, as is his wont, and we feel Jenny doesn’t get enough appreciation for her drumming abilities.

A couple of the focal points included an ode to Joe Bone via a cover of The Promise by The Coffins, and the catchy Olympic Gold In Mental Gymnastics. On a whole, freaking sweet.


Now here’s a group we haven’t seen live in a long time – self-proclaimed “prog w*nkers Atlas Empire, fresh off their Canadian tour.

They didn’t seem stilted by nippy gear issues prior to beginning, impressing with the likes of new single Diminishing Returns and It’s All In The Reflexes. When low, they built atmospheric moods, and when they picked it up, they wowed the audience with intricate riffs and explosive rhythms.

It was fantastic stuff, as we’ve come to expect from these guys, and we look forward to their upcoming album.


Empire themselves took to the stage, commencing with the spirited Sparrows. In addition to the customary songs we’ve all grown to love, they also gave us a plethora of banging newer tunes throughout.

There was a great display of resonant vocals and forceful drumming in Sights, before the immense Future, Past And Present got the crowd into a storm.

The fervent Patchwork And Bone kept the ball rolling, with special guest Dave McPherson appearing out of the blue and joining Joe in the proceedings, and they would electrify one last time with the always classic Black Hearts.

The first half was solid, but they improved upon it for a fun as hell latter half, and for the fourth time seeing them now, they were still more than worth our money.

REVIEW | Carly Connor – King Tuts (18.11.17)


With a packed crowd from the offset, Julie Ann and her ensemble took to the stage for her debut appearance in Glasgow, which just happened to be at King Tuts of all places.

Among the range of highlights, there was Money which featured an enjoyable chorus, Tough Love had an elegant melody and guitars that added an extra layer, and the Hogmanay- themed When The Bells Go was really charming. We felt it was a very pleasant performance and that Julie Ann had achieved success in her first outing here in the city.


So the mood was set and we were off to the races. Loud chants preceded Billy Mitchell as he waltzed onto the stage. Lazy Like Me quickly got the people going, and just like that, the energy in the room was instantly kicked up a notch.

Chances was really damn catchy, and the likes of Losing ControlPsycho and especially the closing tune All You’ve Got had umpteen folk clapping and singing back the words in a frenzy; we could feel the ground shaking at our feet with all the bouncing about.

Billy displayed true showmanship, there were smashing riffs and hardy drumming throughout, and the minimal small talk kept the pace rolling to a point where it just flew in and it was all over before we knew it. Undoubtedly brilliant stuff here.


With the venue heaving and us caught right at the front with virtually no breathing space – but the best view in the house – Carly Connor walked on to quite a buzz, dressed in real classy attire. With a marvelous charisma and a heck of a voice, she looked like a legitimate star up there, and that fact was only elevated by the sellout crowd and countless cameras focused in her direction.

Real Good Looker was notable for its infectious swinging rhythm, while Living Easy had a bluesy edge to it. The warm To Be Loved was utterly magnetic, with the same to be said for the highly emotional Suffocating Love, and Woman stood out with fiercely blunt lyrics.

Carly’s name rang deafeningly throughout the place right before she blew us all away with new single Who’s Gonna Love You, following which she capped off in astounding fashion with Shadows and the rip-roaring encore Creepin’ On.

Being our first time seeing her live in action, she honestly took our breath away with a damn near perfect, memorable display. After a long journey of hardships to get to where she was, she absolutely owned this night.

REVIEW | Sertraline – 13th Note (10.11.17)


Fresh and new to us, the young trio of Headwitch did a solid job kicking off the evening with tracks characterised by extended instrumental sequences full of fairly stylish guitar work and bass-drum combos vibrating through the speakers.

The vocals, while fine, were so irregular that they seemed a tad pointless. Our advice for the guys would be to drop them entirely and completely focus on developing the one area to which they are more suited.


All the way from Dumfries – and narrowly avoiding having their gear stolen by a Glaswegian junkie earlier in the day – we were pretty familiar with Turbyne, as we last saw them open for Our Hollow, Our Home back in March. They impressed us then, and they impressed us even more now.

They brought a whole newfound buzz to the room that was sorely lacking beforehand, with plenty of aspects making that so, such as very tight singing from the pairing of Keith and Gary, keys and riffs that bounced off each other efficiently, and swift, pumped up rhythms. Their new tune Towers was especially phenomenal, and despite the cramped space, they still managed to be quite active.

It was a brilliant, jam-packed set that had one chap lose half his beer from too much headbanging, Police Scotland making a cameo (no, seriously) and left Sertraline in awe of them…


…and speaking of which, it was Sertraline‘s time to step up. They cranked out tracks from both their EPs and it was an electric, off-the-charts rush from end to end.

Liz was sensational with the mic in hand and the rest of the band complimented her splendidly. The crowd response was a very positive one, as they clapped and sang along where required and there was not a single dull moment. They even earned themselves an encore request.

A simply fantastic and convincing debut in Glasgow for the group. It was such a pleasure to see them do what they do, and we can only hope they return sooner than later.

REVIEW | Junior – The Attic (09.11.17)


Too Much Too Soon‘s first impression on us was a good one, as the Edinburgh quintet brought plenty of enthusiasm to the table and had a hold on the crowd’s attention.

A little off in the early goings, but they gradually got into a flow and ultimately they done their job as a warm-up act well.


Remind Me Of Home, while not as energetic as their predecessors, played a range of enjoyable songs that had some fine melodies to them, not to mention there was some organic audience involvement which saw them clapping along on a few occasions.

However, we did feel that frontman Craig was holding back a little bit and was somewhat shaky on stage, and we think for the future he needs to loosen up more. A perfectly serviceable set overall, but certainly room for improvement in there.


We were now getting the opportunity to finally check out Miami Monroe in person, supposed copycats of Green Day according to one spitefully biased reviewer. We couldn’t see it, but anyway, the guys were cracking and gave us exactly what we expected from a pop punk gig.

They blitzed through at a charged pace, the dual harmonies were strong and there was loads of movement from all members on stage. They had us hooked all the way, with the highlights being Lost And Found, Nothing and Things Only Get Worsebefore they capped off with a sweet cover of Sum 41’s Fat Lip.

They were just great and lived up to all the promise; definitely worth our time and money.


And then we had Junior, and god damn, did they put on an immense performance. The best moments were too many to count, such as A House That’s Not Quite Home which made an instant connection and got those in attendance pridefully singing back the lyrics, there was the dynamic and bloody catchy Veronica, and Fall To Pieces sent the room into a ballistic frenzy.

We also bore witness to the band’s trademark limbo competition, and if there was one thing we learnt from it, it’s that Scottish people sure are flexible. One of the greatest cases of crowd participation ever.

The trio transformed the venue into a daft party house, and we were glad to be a part of what was one of the most memorable live experiences for us in all of 2017.

REVIEW | Seafoal – Nice N Sleazy (08.11.17)


Tour support Apollo (aka Nick) was first up, and essentially a one man electronic band. He produced a large sound with a mixture of overdubbing violins, synth drums and backing tracks, in addition to his warm harmony.

With a setlist including Kill Me NowOceans II and a cover of Wuthering Heights, he generated a nice atmosphere and more or less held the attention of the crowd despite a couple of minor setbacks. While probably not to everybody’s taste due to the experimental nature of it, we felt it was interesting overall.


Secondly was Glasgow’s own Scarlett Randle, who was in the midst of gearing up for the release of her single Berlin later in the week, and she drew quite the ensemble of people for the night.

She brought such a sheer warmth and elegance, and entertained with a heck of a personality that was easy for everyone to feed off, especially with songs at her disposal like HerJust Right, the aforementioned Berlin and a mesmerising rendition of The Police’s Every Breath You Take.

We had never listened to her beforehand, but within half an hour, we were newly made fans, and we look forward to her forthcoming EP.


Leading in with intro track SubmergedSeafoal properly got going with the dark and ambient Fiends, before following suit with You’ll Be Sorry.

Zander’s performance was raw and organic, and the material sounded good live. However, the set was a little disjointed, with the middle section being fully acoustic which, despite a great version of Linkin Park’s Numb thrown in, was jarring and admittedly a pace breaker.

Regardless of that, the content itself as we said was satisfying and it was all in all really solid. Even with flaws, we were still glad to see Seafoal in the flesh and we can tick that off our bucket list.