From the pits of the punk rock explosion to the mean streets of the Würstreich, Goblinko mastermind Sean Äaberg has been there, feathered quill in studded-wristband hand. Instantly recognisable, his heavy linework style leaps out at the viewer in brimstone jets of ultraviolet excess, a heady, addictive mix of xeroxed DIY bones wrapped in blue […]Read More Scion of the Würstreich – An Interview with Sean Äaberg
Feet firmly planted in the proud tradition of their maudlin Melbournian antecedents, Pigs of the Roman Empire clamber out of your speakers with a smouldering, moody take on post-punk that shoulders a uniquely antipodean twist on their debut EP ‘Seasick‘. This close-cropped quartet of serious young men waste no time in hoisting their banner with […]Read More The Empire Never Ended – The Pigs get Seasick
A dissonant chorus of howls pierced the sky, sinister huddled shadows rose up out of the blinding whiteout, and the naked man’s grizzled member swung pendulous and unencumbered in the chill night air. Almost immediately we wished we’d had the car serviced back in Albuquerque. It was going to be one of those nights. Printer […]Read More Of Blood, Snow, Fur and Fang – Don’t Let the Wolves Eat our Baby.
The scent of antiquity overwhelmed us as we pried open the crypt lid. It was the stench of the tomb, of dust and decrepitude, of mystery and malevolence, of memories unexpurgated and left to fester. But mostly it was the stench of cardboard. And plastic minis. “Who goes there?” boomed a threatening timbre. “Who dares […]Read More A Dragonfly in Amber- The Warlock of Firetop Mountain
Despite what I or anyone else thinks of it, Kickstarter has been a pretty amazing development in the democratisation of the creative commons. The crowdfunding model has empowered both individuals and small groups to realise their visions on a larger scale than previously thought possible, providing them with a platform and an audience hungry for […]Read More All Tomorrow’s Parties – Keeping Kickstarter Indie
Death is in the air. It dwells amongst us, invisible. Isolation tests our humanity. Dark days crowd the horizon. So it’s death metal time yeah? “We are inspired by the sicknesses of humanity” claims Mike, from Seattle-based old-school death metal trio Noroth. You can emphatically add ‘early Bolt Thrower’ to that list of influences if […]Read More Noroth- Thick Crust Death that goes right to the rim.
The torchlight flickers upon dank stone, throwing eerie shadows that writhe with each gyrating tongue as you pace further into the labyrinth, trepidation mounting with each faltering step. In an instant, your advance is halted by the sound of an ominous ‘click’ that emanates from beneath your padded sole and reverberates tensely through the stillness. […]Read More Murder in the Dark – An Inviting Escape
When did people stop airbrushing Wizards onto panel vans? When did teenagers stop blazing up in their bedrooms beneath blacklight posters of dragons? When did our collective design aesthetic become so fucking boring? In a world of clean sans-serif and minimalist uniformity, it turns out there are still pigment-smeared goblins daubing psychedelic murals, giggling maniacally […]Read More Goblinko – Sean Aaberg, Acid Vomit and the Dungeon Degenerates
Had the occupants of a holiday chalet in Geneva 1816 been less beset by the inconvenience of an unseasonably cold summer, we may never have been gifted the tale of Frankenstein at all. Birthed of a creative story-telling competition amongst a cadre of fops du jour, the puffy sleeved ensemble of proto-emos Byron, Shelley, and […]Read More Abomination: Not quite the Modern Prometheus