A legacy of loud.
Mental stimuli.
Return of the riff monster.
Frayed edges, but still the coolest band around.
Gloriously heavy.
Avey and Panda’s meditative, acoustic ragas go back in print.
Owen takes action.
A little less hoarse.
The magnificent four.
Twee as fuck.
Defying search engines everywhere.
Keep it goin’ louder.
Ghostly; sinister.
Funk goes on and on.
Biblical proportions.
Closing the year with 27 amazing minutes.
Going rogue.
Aiming for timelessness.
Avoid eye contact.
A new generation of hip-hop.
