This marks the third band in a row for which this review serves as my first listening experience.
STFU, starts off with a snippet from a reviewer stating how Left to Suffer is too much and takes away from their enjoyment of music, before the band promptly responds with the title itself.
While the album itself is very chug and breakdown heavy, it utilises very well timed melodic sections in a few of the songs, which really helps you take a step back and think “Oh okay.” These moments really do add the much-needed separation between the heavier sections, preventing the album becoming overly repetitive
I feel that Taylor Barber's vocals need proper attention too, they're incredibly strong, and come with a hell of a lot of range, shifting almost flawlessly between deep, guttural lows and the higher fry screams, with almost effortless consistency.
One of the largest issues with an album this heavily rooted in breakdowns and chugs, is how quickly it can devolve in repetitiveness, however, unwelcome guest, in my opinion, avoids this trap.
For a band that I had never listened to before this, Unwelcome Guest has honestly made an impression. There is enough going on underneath the top layer of heavy brutality, that makes me want to return, again and again, in which, I am going to!
Leper Colony - Back To Primal Sludge (Testimony Records) [Mark Young]
I love that some bands just cannot help having their influences front and centre in their sound. I think it shows that, at heart, they are fans like the rest of us, only a little more motivated to do something mental like form a band.
Leper Colony are that kind of band, delighting in building a hybrid American/Scandinavian sound that borrows proudly from the old-school classics they are attempting to usurp.
Madness Is A Kingdom sets the table nicely, serving up that hybrid approach straight away. What follows is a track that motors along, changing pace and direction as required, particularly during the chorus.
Any band that samples Zombie Flesh Eaters gets a thumbs up from me. Possibly they missed a trick by not having a song called Ocular Trauma, but still, These Blades follows and delivers a short, rough burst of aggression that brings a touch of punk to proceedings.
If you read our reviews with any regularity, and you are unfortunate enough to encounter one of mine, you may have noticed I occasionally mention my commute being the time when I review music. If an album does not sustain that journey, it gets relegated to the "OK" pile. That is what happens here.
Beneath The Fat And Gristle closes things out and sees the album finish much the same way it started. It moves with a swagger, changing speed whenever necessary and delivering exactly what it promises. Again, it is fine at what it does, which is something that can be applied to the album as a whole.
In all honesty, I am probably being a bit harsh on it. There is an energy running through these songs, one fuelled by the fact that the band are obviously massive fans of the style themselves. That enthusiasm is infectious, even if the album never quite breaks free of the influences that define it. And possibly for some that will be just what they want.
After all there is no messing on here with stretched out beginnings or overlong songs. They just do what they need to do and then on to the next one. 7/10
Steak are a long-running Stoner Rock band from London, England, forming back in 2010. The band have a storied discography of plenty of EPs and records to their name, including a well-regarded joint-single with famed Swedish band Greenleaf, being released as part of the DesertFest series in 2017.
I have known about Steak for a good while now, my first exposure to them was in 2023 when I saw them open up for Slomosa and Elder at The Fleece. They really impressed me that night with their heavy driving grooves, taking their songs to interesting places. Now after that it seems fitting for me to review their latest self-titled effort in 2026.
The record opens with Cometh, a song that feels oddly familiar to me upon first listen with its fuzzy guitars which try to cover up the sky, drawing an image of a car driving through a desert at a high speed, forming a big sandstorm behind it which is definitive to Stoner Rock as a genre. It keeps heaviness as a constant with an atmospheric approach, it doesn’t try to bury you in its groove, more so float things in patiently until they sit with you comfortably.
Track two, presents us with Luxury Junk, starting with a spacey touch of guitar, searching for a known mystery, being reminiscent of Odyssey by Kyuss. You don’t find anything as of yet but you’re still sure that there was something around, you keep that thought with you as you return to your car and rev it up again. Luxury Junk provides excitement throughout for me, the instrumental accentuates this bubbling up before stretching out its hand. The best bass playing across the entire album is also provided here as its rumbling tone sticks out like a sore thumb, leading the charge with thumping drums.
The song then moves to another level as after reflection, by 4:01 there is a fabulous drum break as the world starts to dance, everything comes back together and we are left with our face melted going into the sunset. Steak takes a page out of the Slomosa book Luxury Junk and channels a sense of victoriousness into a lovely song, definitely my favourite from the LP.
Later on we go into track six with Infinite which is the poster child of the album as a whole. It takes the vocalist and places them front and centre, crafting the tune around them, prioritising melody. It leads to an effect where Infinite washes over me, it leaves me in a place where I think to myself, it’s alright for a head band when interesting patterns and riffs pass by but it doesn’t capture me or put me into its own world, it’s just there.
Overall, this Steak album hasn’t spoilt the band for me. There is still a lot that I like about them, they know how to bring out enjoyment in me and there is no doubt in my mind that they are fabulous musicians. I just wanted more grit here and above all else, for Steak to be loud and proud. 6/10
Hell-Born - VII (Deformeathing Production) [Yasmin Mason]
VII is the latest offering from Poland's Hell-Born who are led by ex-Behemoth drummer Baal.
The album opens with Therion Calls, an ode to the apocalypse. "Apocolypse is here!" shouts Baal over ferocious drums and guitars. His vocals are giving vibes of something I can't quite place - but there's a definite old school feel to them. Chaotic Entities continues the ferocity with an excellent guitar solo providing a melodic reprieve towards the end of the track.
In Scarlet And Death brings the tempo down a little while continuing to showcase those melodic guitar riffs, while Blood In Stone hits us with blast beats from the start. The remaining three tracks continue in the same vein with a smattering of keyboards adding extra atmosphere to Funeral Of All.
My main critique of this album is that - for me - there isn't enough variety. Each song is structured similarly (atmospheric intro, in your face riffs, melodic guitar solo, repeat) and part way through the album I find my attention starting to wander. While I enjoy Baal's vocals, it would be nice to hear him experiment with something a little different at times.



