You’ve made it. You’re alive. It’s Sunday. If you’re lucky, some hot coffee and a family dinner awaits and if not, there is always a tin of beans and a flat beer from last night. This week we’re in the famous Steel City to talk about one of its lesser lights of heaven, if for
Disregarding the Sunday morning hangover jokes that this piece usually carries and replacing it with mention of how venues taking merch cuts from bands is wholly unacceptable seems more far more appropriate as Syndol and coffee can fix one but not the other. Unless you’re pouring scalding hot coffee on those who are asking 25%
Dispensing with the usual hangover jokes about Sunday morning being the day after the night before, we’re going to take a leaf out of the book of Roxette who came up with the title “Don’t Bore Us – Get to the Chorus!” for their 1995 greatest hits record – the one and only time the Swedish Pop
It’s Sunday. You’ve woken up with a proper sweat on and a dry mouth, hungover from the combination of beers and shots from the night before. You got to move and your neck aches, the headbanging from the Metal gig last night a little over the top. Stumbling into the kitchen you put the kettle
Comedian Bob Mortimer lost 9 teeth to a chilled KitKat Chunky and had to cancel an appearance on Sunday Brunch? Damn. That must have hurt. We digress. Why are we here? Oh yeah, it’s the return of The Black Map, our feature that looks at the great and the good of the United Kingdom Underground
Dry January maybe approaching its bitter ending but that hasn’t stopped the discerning Metal Head from collecting a steaming Sunday morning hangover after over indulging the night before. Who doesn’t need to let off a bit of steam at the end of a stressful working week? So as is customary we use our weekly Black
It’s the return of the… Oh wait. We’ve used that line before? Like JJ Peters said don’t call it a come back. For the first time in 2023 we return to the Black Map, our black book of the UK Underground Metal scene to talk about one of the lesser lights of heaven. The aim
There are a few bands on Planet Metal who are a little bit… shall we say that they don’t want to be know as being from where they’re from. Bands from Basingstoke hailing Reading as their home, bands from Wycombe talking that outskirts of London game. But for Hedra, a going concern since 2014 centred
Like the stray dog that simply will not leave, our Black Map feature returns after a week off for bad behaviour, complete with ankle bracelet tracker and night time curfew courtesy of… ah you know. So seeing as it’s Christmas we’re heading off to South Wales to talk about a Modern Metalcore band called Miles
Sometimes it pays to remember that not everyone has to follow the usual or expect path in life. Birth, School, College, University, Work, Marriage, Children, Retirement and inevitable Death is one way but is sure as hell isn’t the only way. A band who have cut their own path through the urban jungle before burying
