Hall of Ukrainian Rock’n’Roll
In our traditional support of the Ukrainian rock scene, we would like to offer you a story about a remarkable event that took place in western Ukraine in the small town of Manevychi. Every year, at the end of May, all the world's museums hold a night at the museum, and such a night took place in Manevychi, where at the same time the soft opening of the first hall of the future Rock Capital museum took place. The hall is called The History of Ukrainian Rock and Roll and is the first of seven planned halls of the Rock Capital Museum. Perhaps it would not have been so attractive if the Rock Capital Museum had not truly been the first rock museum in Ukraine.
Do you know at least one Ukrainian punk rock band?
Do you know at least one Ukrainian punk rock band? Of course, no one asked me such a question, but I sometimes ask it to my friends. Talking about the glorious traditions of Ukrainian rock n roll, I don't want to miss punk itself. The first thing that comes to my mind is the band Borshch. Some people will say it's not punk rock, and maybe they're right. But musically and lyrically, Borshch has a spark that only lives in this style.
David Bowie’s first address
It remains interesting that even such alien rock stars as David Bowie had his parental home on our unfortunate planet. The future star lived the first 6 years of his life in 40 Stansfield Road, Brixton, London.
Formation of the Ukrainian rock n roll scene
2022 has become too difficult for one of the largest countries in Europe. It is about Ukraine and its heroic people. The passing year has brought devastation and tears, pain and suffering to the country. In its fight against the invaders, Ukraine is choosing its freedom and the right to a democratic future. Today we wanted to remember the glorious past of this musical nation and especially, we are interested in the development of the rock scene in Ukraine, in a country with its ancient roots and culture. How it was and how it was born.
Zach Adams – Dead Man Walking
"Dead Man Walking" arrives sounding less like a debut single and more like a reckoning — the kind of track that seems to have been dragged, kicking and bleeding, out of its creator rather than written. Zach Adams has built something here that wears its influences the way a boxer wears scars: proudly, and as proof of survival. You can hear Metallica's thunderous discipline in the rhythm section, Alice in Chains' woozy, narcotic melancholy curling through the vocal lines, and Black Sabbath's tar-black riffage lurking underneath it all like a fault line waiting to slip. And yet, remarkably, none of it feels borrowed. It feels inherited — passed down and then set alight.
GLEET – Strident
There's a particular kind of Englishness that curdles into rage so precisely mannered it could pass for politeness, and GLEET have bottled it. "Strident" — a stray offcut from the sessions for their forthcoming concept album *Thames Sea*, a record reportedly imagining London slipping beneath the waves over the coming centuries — is the sound of a band too restless to let a good idea wait its turn. It didn't fit the drowning-city concept, so out it came, fully formed, spitting.
Syna Awel – Arioul in Dub
"Arioul in Dub" takes the eponymous single from Syna Awel's forthcoming record and strips it down to its bones before rebuilding it in echo and smoke. The original "Arioul" was already a study in restraint — a Berber tale carried more by breath than by melody — but this reworking finds a different kind of patience. Where the album version lets David Aubaile's piano open the space, the dub mix hollows that space out entirely, leaving room only for a heartbeat kick, a ghost of bass, and Syna's voice arriving like a memory that refuses to fade on schedule.
Lee Miller Matsos – Change
Every so often a record arrives that feels less written than excavated, and Matsos's "Change" belongs firmly in that camp. This is a song built from dust and static, from the ghosts still rattling around the walls of New Monkey Studio, and it wears its haunting like a favourite coat.
Youth in Government – Silhouettes
Washington D.C. is not a city one associates with cosmic reverie. It is a place of marble certainties and men in identical ties, a town built to look permanent. So it is a small delight that from within its bureaucratic hum should emerge two musicians determined to sound like they've been beamed in from somewhere far softer and stranger. Chris Mathews-Larsen and Trae Tomko, working together as Youth in Government, have made a debut record that treats the guitar the way a lighthouse treats fog: not as an obstacle to be cut through, but as something to glow inside of.
Aimee Iris – Lavender Skies
Growing pains rarely sound this luminous. On her new record, Brighton's Aimee Iris takes the messy business of becoming yourself — the heartbreaks, the friendship fallouts, the small acts of self-forgiveness — and turns it into seven tracks that shimmer with genuine feeling rather than performed angst. *Lavender Skies* is pop music with its sleeves rolled up, unafraid of sincerity, and all the more disarming for it.
David Scott Weaver – Songs of Hope and Resistance
Certain records turn up that refuse to whisper. David Scott Weaver's *Songs of Hope and Resistance* announces itself not with a knock but with a fist against the door, and once you've let it in, it doesn't leave the room until it's said its piece.
Adrielle Bow Belle – Freeze
Cold, in the hands of Adrielle Bow Belle, turns out to be the warmest possible subject. *Freeze*, her seven-movement song cycle, does the thing so few concept albums manage: it makes structure feel like feeling, rather than homework dressed up as art. Six years in the making, stitched together not by chronology but by a deliberate, looping logic — present, past, deeper past, childhood, and back again — it plays less like a tracklist and more like a nervous system remembering itself in the wrong order. Which, as anyone who has ever lived through trauma will tell you, is exactly how memory actually works.
Peter Manning Robinson – Bent Out of Shape
Occasionally a piece of instrumental music arrives that refuses to explain itself, and thank heavens for that. "Bent Out of Shape," the second single from Peter Manning Robinson's forthcoming album *Excursions*, is one of those rare, disarming things: a piano piece that grins its way through the wreckage rather than wallowing in it.
Keesha Blair – Peaceful Power
Healing, as a subject for pop and soul music, tends to arrive either oversold or undercooked: the grand gesture that mistakes volume for depth, or the whispered platitude that mistakes vagueness for tenderness. Keesha Blair's "Peaceful Power" manages the considerably harder trick of sounding both intimate and assured, a record that treats self-acceptance not as a slogan to be draped over a chorus but as a genuine emotional architecture, built line by line and held together by a voice that never once raises itself to prove a point.
JT Catalano – Felon Angels
Twenty years is a long time to sit on a story, and longer still to sit on a chorus. JT Catalano has done both, and the wait shows in the best possible way: "Felon Angels" arrives not as a debut single trying to prove something, but as a reckoning that has already proved itself, over and over, in a cell, on a bunk, in the space between a chess piece and a clenched fist.
Down South Pepper band – Shady Road
Down South Pepper Band hail from Kvalsund, a speck of a village deep in Norway's Arctic north, and yet nothing about "Shady Road" sounds like it was written under the midnight sun. This is dust-bowl storytelling with a Nordic postmark, and it works precisely because the band refuses to treat that contradiction as a gimmick. Instead, they lean into the outlaw country tradition with the conviction of players who have logged their hours studying the greats and figured out how to make the idiom their own.