It’s been a while since I spent some time with these progressive masters. I’m no stranger to their music though; in a world of ever-increasing releases, sometimes albums slip past the net. You earmark them for later listening and then get distracted by something equally shiny.
The reassurance about the West County outfit is that wherever you pick up, you are guaranteed to listen to high-quality musicianship which takes time to absorb and enjoy. But technical excellence doesn’t always mean that the songs are also as good.
Thankfully, Bruce Soord, Gavin Harrison, John Sykes and Steve Kitch are as tight a unit in so many ways that this is a home banker from the moment the music starts.
Newly signed to InsideOut Records, Far And Wide demonstrates that unity. With Harrison now nearly a decade in with the band, and the remaining members with well over twenty years’ service under their belts, there is a chemistry and organic quality that can only grow from years working together.
Soord’s vocals are still gentle, calm, almost dreamlike but with an incisive enunciation that delivers the message with crystal clarity. Harrison’s drums are focused, precise, and unpretentious. And there is a settled, more relaxed feel to the album.
Chapter Three: Tell Me What You See, follows the communication of the acceptance of loss and that the presence of scars is inevitable and ever present moving forward. The first song on the album with vocals sees the band really elevate their music to a different level of intensity following the first two chapters.
Newly signed to InsideOut Records, Far And Wide demonstrates that unity. With Harrison now nearly a decade in with the band, and the remaining members with well over twenty years’ service under their belts, there is a chemistry and organic quality that can only grow from years working together.
Soord’s vocals are still gentle, calm, almost dreamlike but with an incisive enunciation that delivers the message with crystal clarity. Harrison’s drums are focused, precise, and unpretentious. And there is a settled, more relaxed feel to the album.
Opener New World Order is the immediate example. It’s instantly The Pineapple Thief, yet there is a simplicity to the song which suggests that there’s been some inner reflection. “We realised, for instance, that you don't need more than two guitar parts at any one time,” frontman/founder Bruce Soord says.
“You know, ’why have we got four or five guitars? Why have we got six-part harmonies when there's only three of us singing?’ We deliberately created those constraints, because we thought, ‘we're a rock band, there's five of us on stage, this is what we should be about in the studio.’”
And whilst we always associate The Pineapple Thief with measured precision, the punch that comes in first single Hold the Ashes may even surprise a little. Informed by his time spent with his father in his last days in hospital, the track contains one of the most sinister edges that the band has ever delivered.
No acoustic guitars feature here either; something the band has never done before and whilst Soord often reveals a bit of imposter syndrome in his six-string playing, he clearly has been egged into doing a fine job by his bandmates. There are hidden depths still being revealed here, despite it being number 16.
Still Living is melancholic, temperate and balanced despite elements of it crossing a range of emotions and styles whilst there is a grunge feel to God Knows. Like most albums by this superlative band, there is plenty to enjoy and explore.
And whilst we always associate The Pineapple Thief with measured precision, the punch that comes in first single Hold the Ashes may even surprise a little. Informed by his time spent with his father in his last days in hospital, the track contains one of the most sinister edges that the band has ever delivered.
No acoustic guitars feature here either; something the band has never done before and whilst Soord often reveals a bit of imposter syndrome in his six-string playing, he clearly has been egged into doing a fine job by his bandmates. There are hidden depths still being revealed here, despite it being number 16.
Still Living is melancholic, temperate and balanced despite elements of it crossing a range of emotions and styles whilst there is a grunge feel to God Knows. Like most albums by this superlative band, there is plenty to enjoy and explore.
All with commentary and observations that span each member of the band’s interpretations on personal experience and worldwide events and situations. Scattering Like Flies for example, simply screams with social commentary whilst holding firm on the band’s typical textured and skilful delivery.
16 albums in and The Pineapple Thief continue to surprise, delight and reflect the world around us. Dive deep or slim it superficially, either works. What is sure is that by the time you get to closing track No Exceptions, you’ll want to press play again, for this is a band in their glorious prime, even after all this time. 10/10
Graveyard - Fever (Nuclear Blast Records) [Matt Bladen]
As we all know if you have a fever the only cure is chicken soup (or more cowbell) and rock n roll fever is spreading fast on Swedish retro rockers Graveyard's seventh studio album Fever.
16 albums in and The Pineapple Thief continue to surprise, delight and reflect the world around us. Dive deep or slim it superficially, either works. What is sure is that by the time you get to closing track No Exceptions, you’ll want to press play again, for this is a band in their glorious prime, even after all this time. 10/10
Graveyard - Fever (Nuclear Blast Records) [Matt Bladen]
As we all know if you have a fever the only cure is chicken soup (or more cowbell) and rock n roll fever is spreading fast on Swedish retro rockers Graveyard's seventh studio album Fever.
Coming three years after things took an introspective turn with Six, Fever sees them entering the fuzz boogie wonderland be it Saturday night or not! Fever is Graveyard doing it for themselves, no outside producer, no fancy tricks, no maudlin, just direct rocking that challenges the hopelessness in the world with a c'est la vie attitude and bag full of riffs.
Entrusting the mixing and mastering to Pelle Gunnerfeldt and Robin Schmidt respectively, this record captures Graveyard as they would be live, dripping with fuzzy, blues soaked riffs, some southern swamp swagger and Sabbath worship, the influence of Ozzy, Tony, Geezer and Bill strong on A Better Cut (Note To Self).
Elsewhere in this absolute ranger of a record, Tongued Tied will bring you back from the dead with its deafening dose of garage rock, Year Of The Horse pushes CCR and Grand Funk together while Time To Tell slows down into a claustrophobic trip ala The Doors, before the pace picks back up on the left right punch of Don't Shoot and Room Tempered, both running hot and riffing hard.
Off the back of a more emotive, insular sixth record, with album number seven, Graveyard are letting it all hang loose with a nine tracks of chicken soup for the soul. Come catch a Fever from Graveyard. 9/10
Werewolves - You’re Weak And You Know You’re Weak (Back On Black) [Mark Young]
I’m not sure at what point they decided to embark on this mad journey of releasing one new full length album a year for a ten-year period. Just to recap that is the release of:
One fresh, brand spanking collection of new material.
Of prime death metal.
Death metal that must tick a certain set of admittedly narrowly focused ideals.
And: must absolutely not.slow.down.
Entrusting the mixing and mastering to Pelle Gunnerfeldt and Robin Schmidt respectively, this record captures Graveyard as they would be live, dripping with fuzzy, blues soaked riffs, some southern swamp swagger and Sabbath worship, the influence of Ozzy, Tony, Geezer and Bill strong on A Better Cut (Note To Self).
Elsewhere in this absolute ranger of a record, Tongued Tied will bring you back from the dead with its deafening dose of garage rock, Year Of The Horse pushes CCR and Grand Funk together while Time To Tell slows down into a claustrophobic trip ala The Doors, before the pace picks back up on the left right punch of Don't Shoot and Room Tempered, both running hot and riffing hard.
Off the back of a more emotive, insular sixth record, with album number seven, Graveyard are letting it all hang loose with a nine tracks of chicken soup for the soul. Come catch a Fever from Graveyard. 9/10
Werewolves - You’re Weak And You Know You’re Weak (Back On Black) [Mark Young]
I’m not sure at what point they decided to embark on this mad journey of releasing one new full length album a year for a ten-year period. Just to recap that is the release of:
One fresh, brand spanking collection of new material.
Of prime death metal.
Death metal that must tick a certain set of admittedly narrowly focused ideals.
And: must absolutely not.slow.down.
Ever.
I reviewed their last one, 2025’s The Ugliest Of All, and scored them an 8. I think then, I wondered about how they are managing to pull this together and release what is a high level of extreme metal when it takes some bands years between releases who walk in the same lanes as these guys.
I reviewed their last one, 2025’s The Ugliest Of All, and scored them an 8. I think then, I wondered about how they are managing to pull this together and release what is a high level of extreme metal when it takes some bands years between releases who walk in the same lanes as these guys.
Ok, by now if you have listened to any of the previous albums, you should know what you are going to get with this. It is going to be delivered without any airs or graces, without acoustic refrains or ‘heartfelt’ moments of reflection.
This is going to be extreme metal delivered at speed with intensity to match. It may be termed (perhaps unfairly) as Caveman metal because of how direct it is. It has a purpose, and it won’t be shaken from that but there is nothing prehistoric about the riffola on display here. Its tight, sometimes technical, often brutal but never boring.
And that is the key here. Each song hurtles along and drags you with it, a relentless barrage that just boots the door in with Uroboric Fuckwit and decides its going to run at you until the Title Track drops in as the album closer.
And that is the key here. Each song hurtles along and drags you with it, a relentless barrage that just boots the door in with Uroboric Fuckwit and decides its going to run at you until the Title Track drops in as the album closer.
Its ferocious and at times self-deprecating, but then that should be expected, especially if you have listened to any of their previous albums, you should know what you are going to get.
If anything for me, they have developed a sound that is like Morbid Angel hopped up on speed, with Sam Bean coming in like David Vincent. This is meant as high praise, Morbid Angel are one of my favourite bands.
So, this is a release for those who adore death metal played like it’s the end of the world. Fast, unrelenting and above all heavy. Its album number 7 in the bag for them, with no sign of fatigue or that they are running out of steam or ideas.
So, this is a release for those who adore death metal played like it’s the end of the world. Fast, unrelenting and above all heavy. Its album number 7 in the bag for them, with no sign of fatigue or that they are running out of steam or ideas.
Again, lets be honest here; the music won’t sit well with those that associate a certain production/sound and approach. This is stripped back of any emotive material, of anything that does not add to the end result. This is as straightforward as it gets. 8/10
Tenebra – Death Chant (New Heavy Sounds) [Keith Boswell]
Tenebra, originating from Bologna Italy will be releasing their new EP entitled Death Chant through the London located New Heavy Sounds Label. The EP consisting of three tracks with a combined length of 13:55 is framed by the band as a small taster from a new album due in 2027.
Tenebra – Death Chant (New Heavy Sounds) [Keith Boswell]
Tenebra, originating from Bologna Italy will be releasing their new EP entitled Death Chant through the London located New Heavy Sounds Label. The EP consisting of three tracks with a combined length of 13:55 is framed by the band as a small taster from a new album due in 2027.
Previous work from Tenebra is most certainly fuller in intense, heavy guitar led loveliness.
However, Death Chant is most certainly different and very avante garde in its approach on this occasion, seemingly tied into the telling of a story based upon the premise of finding a way through grieving for someone or something with each of the three songs providing a different route through the process.
Chapter One: The Death Chant, provides a musical descriptor of that moment immediately after death.
I listened to this track many times and the arrangement never cease to amaze me in its quality and its musicality. The baseline is constantly moving and offering something different in tandem with the melodic support from guitars and keyboards floating in the track giving it the air of individuality.
Chapter Two: Drugs Are Overrated, provides a brief portrayal of what the confusion and sadness that one may feel following the of death could look like.
This track is a lot grittier that the first and far more psychedelic, it’s almost a piece delivering a transition between one plane to another. Heavier guitars and considerable keyboards are very prominent and carry the track along to its conclusion.
Chapter Three: Tell Me What You See, follows the communication of the acceptance of loss and that the presence of scars is inevitable and ever present moving forward. The first song on the album with vocals sees the band really elevate their music to a different level of intensity following the first two chapters.
The quality of this EP is certainly of a high standard, if this is snapshot of a new direction for Tenebra then I look forward very much to the album in 2027. 9/10



