Author: Team Uber

Hand of Dimes/Fireroad – Merthyr Tydfil, Scala – 15 October 2023

The recent passing of the legend that is Bernie Marsden has seen a plethora of tributes to the man. These included the recent announcement from Steelhouse Festival of the naming of the Friday night in 2024 as #Berniefest in honour of the great man who was always a big supporter of the festival – so much so that his last album will be released posthumously with a track entitled ‘Steelhouse Mountain’ featured on it.  The BM Allstars band who will play that night will include Jim Kirkpatrick of FM and the true “king of the mountain”, in the spritely shape of Nev Macdonald of Skin/Cougar/Hand of Dimes, as well as various special guests. So with this in mind the opportunity to go to a gig of HoD and Fireroad, with another true gent as frontman, Richard Jones, on stage was one not to be missed by our resident Valleys correspondent…

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Bad Rain – ‘Room To Breathe’ (Fastball Music)

The name of Dan Byrne should need no introduction to regular ÜR readers, as he is a regular visitor to these pages, albeit in various guises, be it as frontman of the wonderful Revival Black, providing lead vocals for the insanely talented Myke Gray or washing us off the top of a certain Welsh mountain this past summer with a showstopping solo set… well, what would you know but one of the hardest working dudes on the NWoCR is only back and kicking in our door again with this rather majestic little five-track EP…

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Seekers Are Lovers – ‘Nepenthes’ (Echozone)

Taking their name from one of Cocteau Twins’ more distinctive and obtusely magnificent tunes, it is not surprising that this debut album from German trio Seekers Are Lovers follows a similar breadcrumb trail of electronica-infused darkwave gothicism, albeit delivered with much more of a post-apocalyptic industrial DM groove and vibrancy, eschewing the melancholic laconism for one more approaching mayhemic dissonance.

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TAZ – ‘Wake Up & Sweat’/’Shipwrecked’ (Eönian Records)

The annals of rock ‘n’ roll are filled with the stories of hundreds, if not thousands, of could have, should have, would have beens, many of whom never really could, should have or would have really made it anyway, but an equal number of whom genuinely stood a chance of breaking out into the big time and making it large, as I believe the kids on the streets say these days… Most of these stories lie buried in the cold case files of the glam, hair and sleaze metal scene which dominated LA’s infamous Sunset Strip back in the late Eighties and early Nineties, when the pervading odour hanging in the air was that of cheap hairspray and even cheaper make-up…

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