Jack Press, Author at Distorted Sound Magazine

ANIIMALIA: Welcome To The Villain Era

Close your eyes. It’s 2020. COVID-19 strikes, shutting down the world. You start a band with your mates to pass

When PRESS TO MECO scrambled offstage after their swan song set on the Wednesday of 2000trees 2023, Upcote Farm could

If there’s one thing Umbilical teaches you, it’s that THOU are disgusted by their continuing existence. If there’s another, it’s

“There’s been plenty of times in the past where this thing could have died, and lo and behold, we still

You know the world’s gone to pot when even MY DYING BRIDE thinks it’s too doom and gloom out there.

Nobody does bank holiday weekends like Slam Dunk Festival. Just as the British weather suddenly starts to spark up and

All-you-can-eat buffets. They’re gateways to gorging on gastronomic wonders, a foodie’s foray through the forest of culinary delights. Buffets are

Six years spent sleeping in swampy, filth-infested undergrowth could cover an organism in moss and leave it to rot away

If deliriously dreary doom and gloom be something you wish, then drop on the deck and surrender to MY DYING

Whoever decided to ditch the corpsepaint clichés and devil-worshiping, jump the blast beats into hyperspace, and send black metal hurtling