Marching Out, Rock Will Never Die, 2015
So, you name your band Marching Out, your album Rock Will Never Die and start with a track called Prelude. If all
Tag: 2015
Unified Past, Shifting The Equilibrium, 2015
Recently I got in touch with Stephen Speelman, radio host of Friday Night Progressive. Turns out he is also the guitar and
Still Living, Humanity, 2015
One of the greatest benefits of the internet is that it makes this a small world. We can now get in contact
The Radio Sun, Heaven Or Heartbreak, 2015
Round two from these Aussies, and again on Melodic Rock Records. And more things are the same, as again Paul Laine was
Corners Of Sanctuary, Metal Machine, 2015
It might be the first time ever that I would only need three words to describe an album. And these three words
Zingo, Zingo, 2015
I can almost hear you think, Zingo? Well, a little surprise maybe then, because one the of members is guitarist Keith Scott,
Wigg, Sally, 2015
This is the debut from Dutch rockers Wigg. In the vinyl time it would have been an album, now it is a
Ghost, Meliora, 2015
A lot of mystery is surrounding the band Ghost (B.C.). No one seems to be sure who they really are. Or if
Awake By Design, Carve The Sun, 2015
Should anyone need proof that progressive metal is still alive in the UK, you might be interested to check out this bunch.
Amboaje, All About Living, 2015
Obviously there is a strong connection between Spain and Andrew McNeice from Melodic Rock Records, as this is not the first and
Caligula’s Horse, Bloom, 2015
Somehow I guess that on account of their rather excellent 2013 release The Tide, The Thief and River’s End, Caligula’s Horse were
Billy Sherwood, Citizen, 2015
Ever since his Worldtrade days I have been following the works of Billy Sherwood. And ever since those days, he has created
Magic Pie, King For A Day, 2015
This band is amongst the first to get a feature here on the blog, and with good reason. It is always hard
The Wicked Mercy, Sundown, 2015
It took me a while to figure out whom singer Case Bakker reminded me of, but then it hit me, The Cult’s