In 2005 You Me At Six’s Josh Franceschi said they’d be playing London’s Brixton Academy in five years’ time … they did it in four. What does the future hold for these glow-in-the-dark Night People? With vaulting ambition, You Me At Six could be packing out an arena near you real soon … read the full story with our Cover Stars.
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You Me At Six—Packing out a stadium near you.
In 2005 You Me At Six’s Josh Franceschi said they’d be playing London’s Brixton Academy in five years’ time … they did it in four. What does the future hold for these glow-in-the-dark Night People? With vaulting ambition, You Me At Six could be packing out an arena near you real soon … read the full story with our #CoverStars!
UNIFY 2017: One hell of a time.
7,000 boiling red faces. Eskies full—then drained—of booze. Rock ‘n’ roll played way past everyone’s bedtime. The crusty smell of 3 day old sweat waved away by laughter. Alexisonfire. Letlive. Every Time I Die. CJ McMahon rejoining Thy Art Is Murder. Violent Soho. Polaris. Ocean Grove…and that’s just the beginning.
Letlive. and Every Time I Die survive tubes of fart for you.
Getting in our van, we grill letlive and Every Time I Die, enduring 50 hours of combined flight time to kick a little ass Down Under. We catch up with them during their club run, right before the sleeplessness and anarchy of Unify …
#RealTalk: Shontay Snow and the battle in the Saviour machine.
Perth’s Saviour returned from purgatory 18 months ago. They brought songwriter and vocalist Shontay Snow as one-half of a dual-vocal attack. Throwing light into a band used to shade, she’s transformed Saviour into a new luminous being.
Aversions Crown write the final chapter for humanity.
Xenocide will lay waste to this Earth with riffs as big as Independence Day motherships. Will they crown themselves kings of a vanquished, extra-terrestrial realm?
Emma Livingstone draws thick veiny dicks and doesn’t afraid of anything.
A big one of Trump holding a oak-like throbber, too. You kinda have to fall in love with Brisbane-bred and Melbourne-resident Emma’s subversive “pop horror” art—only in #Artcore.
All you need is kill and Kreator.
Mille Petrozza has been angry for 30 years. Now he’s even angrier. Watch the apotheosis of his violence.
The Menzingers aren’t wine.
They don’t ripen with age. If anything, they kinda go backwards. Are they really 30 year olds going on 21? Party on, Menzingers.