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GIGS

(Not my words)

After two support bands, the latter being the mighty Steak. (I'll be buying that EP tomorrow) Truckfighters come on stage with more bounce than Tigger on twelve lines of cocaine, and blast open a crowd pleasing Desert Cruiser with an extend outro jam. The audience sang along every word and were equally as high octane as the band.

Truckfighters' energy is pretty unrivalled compared to other bands I have seen these days. They were constantly jumping around the tiny stage, stage diving and making their presence known, similar to a wrecking ball making its presence known to an old brick wall. It was definitely well received and the atmosphere was electric.

Admittedly, I didn’t know most the songs they played. Nonetheless I still loved every note, bopped along to the heavy chugging and sang as loud and out of tune as I could. These guys can put on an entertaining show and I would recommend them to anyone interested in the stoner genre.

I went home that night singing “I’m running out of fuuueeeelllll!!!” the whole way. At least I now know it doesn’t go down so well on the tube as it does at a Truckfighters gig.  

Dec 8th Truckfighters : Camden Underworld

So after getting the starting time wrong, racing through central London only to hear what we though was Gridlock mid-set, (later to be revealed as soundcheck) we arrived at the hallowed 100 Club to see Gridlock play their first gig.

After handing over our donation for the chosen charity, we settled in with a pint and took in the walls, adorned with photos from previous nights at the venue. This truly was a sacred place. So after hearing Stants bash out a few covers in "soundcheck" we settled in to a few more pints and by the time the gig actually got underway (2 hrs after arriving) a glazed fuzz was settling in. Morslings Matt, Becky and Myself got right into the Gridlock set with Stants, a behemoth of rock himself, throwing around his new Les Paul Trad with ferocious and reckless intent. Ripping through covers by ZZ top, Primal Scream, ACDC and Deep Purple, Gridlock got the crowd up and about early. The rather sizeable crowd was getting right into it, as the twinned axeman bounced solo's off one another reaching a crescendo of epic proportions, sending the crowd into a good old fashion sing along to Whole Lotta Rosie. A fitting end to a very solid set.

Considering this band formed last month they were incredibly tight and Stants (first time on vocals) looked very comfortable.

Now to cut a long story short, the second band on had a horn section and to quote a fellow punter at the gig,

"I don't have anything against horns, just wankers!" It appeared the night had moved very quickly from fuzz out hard rock to elevator music in the matter of moments.

Needless to say the night went on as band after band tried in vain to reach the dizzying heights set early by Gridlock and the beers kept flowing.

In the end, the judges ruled against the masses and Gridlock were unjustly not selected to play in the final (Imagine Battle of the Bands.) Having had what some might politely term "a skinfull," I took it upon myself to personally and eloquently remind the judges that they had in fact made an error in not puting through Gridlock and perhaps in the interest of fair play, they should indeed reconsider after all, I think it would only be the right thing to do.

At least in my mind that is what I should have said. What was said need not be published, needless to say it was not my finest hour.

Anyway as all good rock gigs should be, I don't remember leaving, woke up at home so that was a good result, Stants is a legend and roll on the next Gridlock gig.

Fuzz f'n Tastic.

Feb 8th Gridlock : The 100 Club

IKaliedoscopic Rock Fest!

Sungrazer & The Machine​ : 16th Feb 2013

Having made the appropriate arrangements for a gig of this standing during the week, I was ready for what I had internally built up to one of the gig's of the year. 

Well, that was my first mistake. This was not gig of the year material, this was easily top 3 of my life. Kyuss, Truckfighters amoungst others fight it out for this title.

I met up with fellow Morslings, Becky, Chris and Matt, at the Crobar for some cheap booze and good tunes to get us in the mood and then made the early (7.30) move into The Borderline and got settled in. 

First up was Stubb a UK power trio. I had heard these guys before and was pretty keen to check out the early slot. They won a lot of fans last night. Very 70's focussed but incredibly heavy riffs and lead vocal/guitarist ringing the life out of his strat. Very good way to get the ever increasing crowd going early. 

Next up, and a little surprising as I thought it was to be the other way round, was Sungrazer. I had seen these guys before 2 years ago was pumped for this one. Opening with Sea followed by Wild Goose and ending with Common Believer (what happened in the middle is a blur of colour, distortion and mostly my eyes being closed) Sungrazer bought the room to silence with a trance inducing mix of heavy, heavy riffs (I mean when these guys drop the riff the bloody floor shock) spaced out trippy sections and one particularly memorable slightly elongated pause which nearly blew my head off. How could a band set foot on this stage after what was an hour of precision stoner rock? 

Enter The Machine!!

To quote the great Thomas Davis:

 

"Pools of phosphorescent swirling  psychedelic ROCK"



(Tommy I shared this description with them afterwards and I would expect some roalties coming your way when they use it on the sleeve of their next LP)

Another 3 piece these guys simply commanded the stage in a way that I dont think that anyone actually breathed for the duration of the set. Opening with First Unique Prime (Full Version) Kyuss riff and all thrown into the final ending I could have simply walked out at that very moment and been completely blown away. Instead they continued to twist, turn, groove and smash their way through the hour set which as far as I was concerned (and others I spoke to after the gig) I was the only person in the room. I don't really have a comparison to what I actually heard, as I have never heard anything quite like it. So fucking heavy when they go for it but then so mellow in between. Early Pink Floyd moments, Hendrix Experience moments, definite Sky Valley moments, but all in all simply put, they are The Machine. Apparently when these guys play back in Holland, they have a whole light show that goes with it. Now this might be a rumour but if it is true, that might actually send me over the edge. What a show, what a line up. Desert Fest promoters, get these guys on the line up! 

What was so impressive throughout the night was the integral by play between drummer and bass player in both bands. Son in tune were these bands that the music just ebbed and flowed and took on its own personality. 

Both bands played tracks off the new split album (which was prompted purchased) and this will no doubt be another chapter in these two bands already impressive arsenal of stoner rock GOLD!

I did discuss with the Sungrazer guys the feasibility of doing an Australian outdoor beach based stoner rock festival like Duna Jam. (which I think they named Koalafest) All I can say is "If we build it, they will come" 



The night ended with many more beers, a chat with the guys from both bands and a late dash for the last train. Actually the night ended with me arriving home, rather loose, having forgot my keys, but that is another story.

Fuzz f'n Tastic!

Just Saying!



 ​KYUSS LIVES: Melbourne AUSTRALIA

Written by TD

Tuesday 26th February 2013

9 to 5 was over and three happy Morslings found themselves slamming stubbies on the way to the big smoke. After a brief pit stop to pick up another member of the team (FS) we found ourselves being chased down the street by the Sons of Somewhere Generation as we sped away in the getaway car, piloted by none other than the Pusherman TC himself ... onwards we sped to  RM's lanching pad! We teamed up with SP at The Carlton Club and after a few more jars ambled our way to the gig. We all know it takes a while for stoners to congregate and get their collective shit together and this was the case 10 days ago. As a result we missed Red Fang :( and arrived, to our surprise, for Orange Goblin!

However, to our disappointment their mix was shite! It sounded like the speakers were facing backwards and as a result it was a wall of noise that you couldn't make sense of. A shame given the opportunity to see such a great band!

By now the crowd was humming with an agitated excitement...Personally, my mind was working at 666 miles per hour and after grabbing a frothy from the bar I nearly dropped it ( and my insides !) when One Inch Man fell into the room! The crowd lost its shit!!! Then.... Gardenia!!!!!!!!What followed was 2 and a half hours of the best Kyuss tracks of all time..... I felt rooted to the spot.... I dared not move in case it all disappeared like an illusion... I barely went to the bar for a drink ( which as most of you know is alarmingly abnormal ) . It was familiar and comforting and tore my fucking brain out! To hear all of the songs of my younger days played live for the first time and feel them through my chest was mesmerising! Smoke was flowing and the grooves were throbbing... I said later that the second half , their "new stuff " , was great  which was met with a What the Fuck Were You On from my fellow Morslings as they were all  familiar tracks! ....  Yep .... really fuckin high!

The fact that it was only Brant and John didn't matter to me... Brant is my fav drummer of all time and his "cum faces" are the best!  Nick Oliveri couldn't make it ( probably for legal reasons ) but the "Flea-like " bassist was amazing ( although we all agreed not loud enough!) and the new guitarist was note for note (with a few little personal touches). But to put it plainly .... there is no Kyuss without John Garcia! His vocals were incredible .... and pitch perfect! He didnt impose on the music...he let the instrumentals flow without posing or posturing. A true and great frontman!!!

The Morslings left satisfied and stunned... We crawled a few more bars for debriefing and after finding ourselves on some random steps somewhere in the CBD eating some shit from some shit fast food joint, we decided to zombie our way home.....

All I have to say is that now I can die with Kyuss in my soul..... \m/

Mark of Cain - Hifi Bar Melbourne

So I'm doing my bit after being the sole morsling to venture into downtown Melbourne on Friday night to witness the return of one of South Australia's finest - the Mark of Cain.

Gotta start by talking about the venue.  The last time I was at the HiFi, lets just say my senses were slightly distorted and one of the greatest nights of all time was had by many a morsling as we enjoyed Brant Bjork's first solo visit to Melbourne.  This time the HiFi seemed more compact, the crowd seemed closer and the band stage was in reach of all.  No $15 plastic cups of watered down spirits - real beer in glass.  I love this joint.  Really this is great place to see a gig.

MOC entered from stage left and I immediately thought, "is there anything 2 low slung rickenbackers and a pearl drum kit can't do?"  The answer was an emphatic NO!  MOC launched into a blistering version of 'the First Time' and I felt like an artillery of machine gun fire had just reverberated through my chest and deep into my spine.  What followed was a full blown set of greatest hits and a couple of new tracks that slotted in so well it reminded of an old beasts of Bourbon song - it's fits in just right...oh yeah.  These guys were tight, real tight like a............. Anyway this was pretty impressive considering their original drummer had been replaced for this gig as he was off touring with Tomahawk.

Highlights for me were 'the Contender' - with classic lyrics like "I couldn't been almost anything IF NOT FOR YOU!" shot at you like a Del Piero strike how can you go wrong - followed immediately by Interloper - oh yeah that got me jumping.  MOC know what they are, they stick to it and do it as well as just about anyone.  Crunching guitars, a bass sound that batters the pick ups and drumming beats, with seemingly weird time signatures all adds up for...well Mark of Cain.

2 encores and there you have 100 minutes of staccato beats, throbbing groove and grinding guitar - I almost felt like it was 1996 all over again.  Although my ears seem to be still ringing.

Kadavar - Borderline London

 

There is plenty to love about gigs at the Borderline but none less that the warm up,  ice cold Red Stripe Cans at Crobar.

Now to say this nighted started with good intentions is the honest truth but the reality of a Wednesday night gig in Central London proved to much for this mere morsling. More on that later.

So Red Stripes in hand and an air of expectation to see this band after only once seeing them at Desertfest (late riday night.....enough said) we headed into the Borderline to catch the tail end of the support act,  The Buffulo Summer. They are a welsh outfit which had some good rifffs and the lead guitar had a great sounding les paul but my attention was on getting to the bar and checking out some merch before the obvious post gig rush.

So as the three herculean, 7 foot, bearded germanic gods, who are Kadavar, took the stage the venue packed out. I dont know where everyone appeared from but it was a great turn out. With Christoph "Lupus" Lindemann's signature white SG and an unbelievably tight drum section (provided by "Tiger" an absolue menace behind the kit) and newcomer "Dragon" on bass, these  guys ooze stage presence. Ripping straight into hits from both releasesthey tear into Doomsday Machine and Come Back Life, both songs much loved at the Morsel and ones that really capture the essence of Kadavar live. With swirling reverb dripping vocals, driving 70's riffs and more bottom end than the Borderline has seen in many years (vibrations driving up through the floor boards) Kadavar held the Borderline captive for the duration of their hour plus set. These guys really are at the top of their game and as the beers flowed and the jams got longer and more blurry the show came to an end with hits like Living in Your Head and All our Thoughts absolute standouts.

A statement was made. Kadavar the are on the verge of something very big. Having just come of an extensive US tour and with Australia in their sights in the coming months it was one of those nights where you really did appreciate what you were seeing because one thing is for sure, when Kadavar return to the UK, they will not be playing at the Borderline ever again. 

So beers continued to flow, the band mingled with the crowd and shared a few photos , signed a few LP's and were really humble in the turn out and obvious adulation.

As the house lights came on, this is the point on a Wednesday night when I should have packed up shop and headed home.

With MC, CS and newcomer AH in tow, shots followed and shortly there after I found myself on the last train from Waterloo in a 70's fuzz/beer fuelled haze with riff running through my ringing ears, clutching Abra Kadavar on vinyl and very very satisfied of seeing a great rock n roll show on a Wednesday in ol' London town. Thursday morning and work, well that is a whole other world of pain!

 

 

Fuzz f'n tastic.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Vista Chino - The Roundhouse, Camden
Saturday 2nd November

 

There was with a fair amount of excitement, anticipation and overall suspicion when I first booked these tickets.

My all time favourite band has somewhat metamorhasized since their last outing.

Having seen Garcia plays Kyuss and Kyuss Lives twice each it was going to be interesting to see what Vista Chino would bring to the table.

With CoC bass player, Mike Dean in tow, this was the first official tour under the new moniker.

The evening started with the obligatory warm up beer or four and then we headed in.

My first impression was the venue. Having not been to the Roundhouse before, I can rarely remember a better visual setting for a gig. Wow.

Canadians Monster Truck got things going early with a blues soaked riff fest of the highest quality. In what is one of the toughest gigs going around  (opening for Kyuss) these guys held their own and then some. A band I will be checking out again in the coming weeks. (Check back in for that one)

So onto the main event.

A change of position, centre about 20m deep, we settled into what was building to be an epic event if the sound quality of Monster Truck was any indication.

With a guest appearance of sorts by Unida/House of Broken Promises axe man Arthur Sey doing guitar tech and general stage management it was time.

Enter Vista Chino.Boom.

Shame to say, an underwhelming opener from VC in the form of Adara. Interesting choice, but with a back catalogue such as theirs it was no time to panic. Straight into One Inch Man and all was again right with the world.

Brant's drumming (and drum faces) were brutally powerful and clear and Bruno Fevery continues to stamp his mark on this band. (Josh who?) The wall of sound was immense and I can't remember them ever sounding this good from a sound production view point. (And they always sound fucking good)

From this point, the first half of the set list had mostly VC and Kyuss songs alternating. Hurricane, Dargona, Sweet remain and As You Wish.

Big JC took a breather for Asteriod and then they came out and put on a serious lesson in fuzz n' roll.

Check this for a set list stoner fans.

Asteriod into Super Scoop into Thumb into Green Machine into Freedom Run (break then encore) Planets into Whitewater into the totally over the top extended jam of Odyssey including big JG winding back the clock with a stage dive!!! (All time). Boom.

Now I am never sure the circle pit at a Kyuss gig is every really necessary but those in it lost their collective shit at this point.

Lights up. Night done.Gutted

 

The question I guess that always surrounded this gig was, how would VC stuff stack up against the Kyuss material live. Having attended the gig with a newcomer to the VC/Kyuss empire maybe he was a better judge than me. (He said seemlessly)

I was a little less forgiving and felt at times they sat a bit clumsily between stalwarts like Hurricane and Gardenia and somewhat interrupted the flow, with the exception of Planets 1&2 (aka Green Machine 2). In hindsight having mellowed maybe I was wrong. They had to evolve and these songs do stack up and I think Peace is a great record.

What ever your thoughts, with a back end set list as mentioned there is no doubt they continue to set the bar. And let's face it, without the new album they wouldn't be here.

Who knows in years to come maybe the blend between old and new will be less noticeable.

One thing is for certain, Kyuss Lives!

Samsara Blues Experiment
The Borderline Nov 15th

Finally a Friday night gig in the capital.

 

Once again the trek into Tottenham Court Road and the ever personal and intimate Borderline to see German psych campaigners SBE. This is a band that seem to have been around for ever and a band that have been a major part in consolidating the German stoner scene (with Colourhaze) as one of the premier scenes in the world in recent years. So it is with quite a bit of excitement and interest that I head into this one.Also a fair amount of concern as the laid back "I'll get tix on the door" approach encounters a wobble when one website claims it is sold out.

 

As a result I arrive early and my fears are put quickly to rest which however works hugely in my favour as tonight SBE is also supported by two bands that I have quite interested in seeing. Birmingham's Alunah and Stubb! Having seen Stubb once before I was keen to seem them again and Alunah is a band I have seen on plenty of other gig posters so interest was spiked. Bypassing a chilly red stripe at the crowbar (get one after) I settle into Alunah's set. Huge sound, droning heavy riffs and a overall great set which got the HUGE early crowd in the mood. Definitely a band I will be checking out in the near future. Enter Stubb. Having seen them nearly a year ago at the same venue it was hard to believe I has seeing the same band. Tighter, bigger sound and an overall polish which set this performance leagues apart. I had enjoyed them the first time round, this time I was blown away. What a sound from a three piece and an overriding sense of fun encompasses there 40 min retro rock fuzz dripping set. First LP of the evening secured.

 

So onto the headliners.In a darkened room (fuse blown and no stage lights) SBE take the stage. "Welcome to London after dark" straight into Singata Mystic Queen (I think) and quickly followed by highlights of Centre of the Sun, For the Lost Souls, new track Waitin for the Flood and the epic Army of Ignorance. These guys are the real deal. Long tripped out jams, driven by a tight and unrelenting rhythm section, the two pronged guitar attack fizzed and fuzzed through driving riffs and tripped out noodling that ebbed and flowed around the room being soaked up and savoured by the adoring throng. Could they have fit another person in that venue. I doubt it. 90 min set which showcased a fair bit of the new record, Waiting for the Flood, ensuring a fair amount of people headed straight to the merch table to purchase. 2nd LP of the night secured.Such was the gripping nature of this set you could hear a collective sigh and releasing of breathe that had been held for the duration of many of the longer songs. The truly remarkable performance.So what do you do after such a gig. Well obviously you jam the whole crowd into a venue a quarter of the size. The Crowbar. The good time vibe spilled in and out of surely the most packed bar in Soho as wave after wave of punters streamed into the tiny bar for that chilly red stripe mentioned earlier. The last train came and left (empty ) and the night continued and at that point recounting actual events seems pointless (and difficult). Thank you Desertscene. Another cracking night out thanks to a top shelf line up. So what's next?

Steak/Lowrider/Dozer 8th feb - The Garage

 

Sometimes in our lives, planets collide. Last year it was living in London during DesertFest and this year it is going to take some beating of being at The Garage, North London on the 8th of February. The line up was always going to be epic, but the reality was something beyond imagination. You will have to forgive the vagueness of this report on account on 2 fronts. Firstly I am doing this from complete memory as so good was this gig I forgot to jot anything down and secondly it was a VERY big night on all levels so forgive the haziness and probable errors. This is simply what I remember from behind my (often closed) eyes.

 

Steak/Lowrider/Dozer! The type of line up leaves friends back in Australia having cerebral meltdown, shaking in a corner somewhere, grasping for breath, checking reality. For those of us lucky enough to be in “The Capital” on this particular evening, it was to be some night.

 

Enter Steak! This is a band that I have seen many times and have always enjoyed however what they bought on this particular evening was not the Steak I thought I knew. Fresh off a tour of Spain with heavy weights Monster Magnet, this is a band with a new found swagger. Looking so comfortable up on stage, they produced a set which put them at the forefront of the European Stoner movement (This was fast becoming a 3 headliner bill). A huge sound and absolute monster of an “intro” greeted the exceptionally large early crowd. Whatever they want to call the opening track “intro”, for me it was the best thing I have heard from them to date. It sets the bar very high for the upcoming full length on Napalm Records later this year. Steak went full throttle through a great set of old and new and included go-to songs such as Machine and Liquid Gold, but it was the new stuff that really made me stand up and take note. This was, without doubt, the best I have seen this band and having the larger stage, lighting and all round stage presence to match, the future is very VERY bright for this London downtuned quartet.

 

Quick bar stop and eager to get into a good position for the almighty Lowrider. My personal highlight from last year’s DesertFest, Lowrider are a band I never thought I would see live. That now a reality, I am now able to stake claim to have “seen” them twice in 12 months. (Sorry Oz readers) After the Desertfest gig I can claim to have heard them as my eyes were closed in a fuzzed out haze for most of the set. This time round I was determined to “see” them. Objective Failed. This band have such an amazingly rich sound and this combined with the sense of a genuine spirit of appreciation for every person attending makes for a cracking atmosphere. And didn’t the Garage lap it up. By the time Ode to Io rangout, the standing masses rocked and swayed as one to what is somewhat of a stoner anthem. No news to many, Lowrider are back in the studio and tonight was a window into what the new offering might have to offer. “New” songs from 1993 were “steam” rolled out and slotted in seamlessly to classics such as Caravan,Convoy V, Dust Settlin', Texas Pt I & II and Shivaree. (Not to mention a guest appearance from Dozer’s Tommi Hollapa during one of the tracks. (Gnome? I can’t recall) Great to hear plenty from the Nubula split and the surprise closer Lameneshama!! What a way to go out. Blinding set, cracking atmosphere and we were only 2/3’s into the night.

 

The beers were beginning to flow very freely now. Dozer! You just knew they were going to bring it. After Steak and Lowrider blowing up, they just had no other choice. Now before I start, this is where things get a little hazy so you are going to have to pardon the vagueness but hey, was this night ever going to end any other way and if you where there you know you would have done the same. Another band I never thought I would see and now have had the pleasure of twice in a year, Dozer simply tore it up. In your face, loud, relentless and incredibly downtuned and heavy, these guys really know how to crush an audience. Very little dialogue, just heavy riff after riff after riff. By the time tracks like Flood, Exoskeleton and The Hills have Eyes hit my ear drums my night was complete. As expected (for me anyway) Rising was a standout and the rest of the set merges into a smoke and beer fuelled purple haze of fuzz f’n tastic groove.

 

Night Done. Not a picture taken, not a piece of merch purchased (except Becky’s Signed EP, cheers Steak boys) and I head off home after a VERY EARLY bar closure, with ears ringing and the anticipation of so many more great nights courtesy of the Desertscene lads in the coming weeks.

Fuzz f’n tastic!

 

(Anyone has any decent pics, email them to me and I will put them up here!)

 

P.S. Has anyone elso been humming, tapping, singing Ode to Io constantly since leaving...... 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

NIck Oliveri is BACK and Album Stream

Nick Oliveri embark on summer acoustic tour across Europe in support of his new album Leave Me Alone, dates and festival appearances announced.

 

Nick Oliveri is one of the most dexterous and versatile journeyman musicians in the underground rock scene. His work with such bands as Kyuss, Queens Of The Stone Age and Mondo Generator has made him an iconic figure in the heavy music scene while his persona as long time Dwarves bassist Rex Everything and current bass playing duties with newly reformed hardcore act Bl‟ast have anchored him as a force to be reckoned with in the punk/hardcore realm. His songwriting has appeared in landmark albums such as Wretch and Blues For The Red Sun (Kyuss) and Rated R and Songs For The Deaf (Queens Of The Stone Age).

 

His body of work and catalog is vast and respectable with contributions to such artists as Turbonegro, Eagles Of Death Metal, Mark Lanegan Band, Winnebago Deal, Rollins Band, Masters of Reality and the legendary Desert Sessions recordings.

 

From July till mid August, Nick will be travelling across the Old World on a special acoustic tour in support of his latest release entitled Leave Me Alone that was recorded by his new project and debut solo effort (he literally played every instrument on the album, minus some guest appearances) called Nick Oliveri’s Uncontrollable. The tour kicks off in Erfurt (Germany) at the long running Stoned From The Underground festival alongside the likes of Electric Wizard, his old friend John Garcia, Radio Moscow and Danava and concludes August 16th at Leperfest (Belgium) where he‟ll share the stage with hardcore icons Sick Of It All, doom pioneers Pentagram, and cult-like Brujeria.

 

He‟s coined the name of his acoustic tours as “Death Acoustic” tours and they‟ve always been an intimate experience with him and his fans, where he „s known to interact with the audience directly in the middle and between songs throughout the his sets, take requests and invite the whole audiences to get involved with the set, rowdy or not!

 

A quote from Nick himself on why the “Death Acoustic” name, “there’s Death Metal and Death Punk, so why not Death Acoustic?”

 

Full list of dates:

July 10th: Stoned From The Underground Festival (Erfurt, GER)

July 11th: Panic Room (Essen, GER)

July 12th: Fleece (Bristol, UK)

July 13th: Gypsy Rose (Dublin, UK)

July 14th: Voodoo (Bellfast, UK)

July 15th: Audio (Glasgow, UK)

July 16th: Portland Arms (Cambridge, UK)

July 17th: The Corporation (Sheffield, UK)

July 18th: The Boston Music Room (London, UK)

July 19th: Moon Club (Cardiff, UK)

July 20th: Glazart (Paris, France)

July 21st: Le Ferrailleur (Nantes, France)

July 22nd: TBC

July 23rd: Raindogs (Savona, Italy)

July 24th: Sunride Festival (Pesaro, Italy)

July 25th: Zara Spiaggia Bar (Pescara, Italy)

July 26th: Nano Verde (Follonica, Italy)

July 27th: Festa Dell’ Unita (Canonica, Italy)

July 28th: Freak Out Club (Bologna, Italy)

July 29th: Parco Della Musica (Padova, Italy)

July 30th: Vintage Industrial Bar (Zagreb, Croatia)

August 1st: Viper Room (Vienna, Austria)

August 3rd: Backstage (Munich, GER)

August 4th: Rockhouse (Salzburg, Austria)

August 5th: Jagerklause (Berlin, GER)

August 6th: Ostpol (Dresden, GER)

August 7th: La Casa (Cottbus, GER)

August 8th: TBA (Bucarest, Romania)

August 9th: Chez Heinz (Hannover, GER)

August 10th: Hafenklang (Hamburg, GER)

August 11th: DB’s (Utrecht, NL)

August 12th: Gebr De Nobel (Leiden, NL)

August 13th: De Pul (Uden, NL)

August 14th: The Lane (Oostburg, NL)

August 15th: De Hip (Deventer, NL)

August 16th: Leperfest (Leper, Belgium)

 

Leave Me Alone by Nick Oliveri’s Uncontrollable is out now on both regular LP/CD and collectible leather sleeve LP through Schnitzel Records and is available for streaming at the link here. 

 

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