Hands Of Blue is an electronic music duo from Denver, Colorado formed in June of 2016 by Gina Anderson and Ender Chadwick. Stylistically landing somewhere between Grimes and Portishead, their synthpop songs touch upon feminism, sexual empowerment, and mental health struggles. Their name is derived from the short-lived science fiction series ‘Firefly’
Currently in-studio, HOB plans to release their first album and begin playing live shows early 2017.
Gina and Ender have previously teamed up on other musical projects, and are excited to share their newest incarnation.
Pacesetting performance poet pilots postpunk pioneers.
Performance poet, visual artist, guitarist with riot grrrl group Fistymuffs
Guitarist with Scars, first-wave punk and postpunk originators
Guitarist with Heavy Drapes, Twisted Nerve
Bassist with Boots For Dancing, Gin Goblins
Guitarist with Matt Vinyl & Decorators, Edinburgh’s first punk band
Influences: Voicex are inspired by pop, postpunk, riot grrrl, disco, poetry, anime and the list goes on…
History: Voicex started with two guitarists jamming together for a few weeks last summer. The tunes got more structure and suddenly Coco joined the party on bass. Suky was spotted MC’ing at a Girls Rock School benefit, and two weeks later she was in. An appeal on Twitter for a likeminded drummer led to old friends Colin and Paul reuniting, completing the Voicex lineup. “Never” was the first song we wrote, recorded and released in December.
Sound: Voicex’s sound updates the postpunk vision for 2018. It ranges from skeletal keyboard-led poetry to pulsing full-on rock. Guitars clash and grind. The bass bounces around the upper register. The drums stop and start. And the unique Suky sings and declaims in a haze of poetry and dramatic pop. The lyrics speak of lost love, hedonism, late nights and early mornings, adventures inside the wardrobe.
The result is confident, upbeat punk pop with attitude and discord. Viva Voicex!
James King and the Lonewolves – the Glasgow band famed in the 1980s for their wild gigs – got back together in 2013, and still have some bite about them!
‘You guys were 10 years too early’
Ken McCluskey (The Bluebells) in 1996 at height of Britpop.
Now, having hooked up with Edinburgh’s Stereogram Recordings (home to The Cathode Ray and Roy Møller), that fantastic, long-lost album, Lost Songs of the Confederacy, has finally seen the light of day – obviously re-recorded, re-mastered and brought up to scratch with new recordings to supplement the buried ones resulting in James saying there was
‘unfinished business to be done’.
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Back in early 2017, Steve McAuliffe (a regular performer of his own poetry on the Ungagged podcasts) set upon a quest to track down the legendary and mysterious musician, The Mighty Ur.
As he explained to the somewhat bemused website producer, V Pearson, the quest was triggered by a strange dream:
‘In the dream I saw a huge mouse-like man stood against a backdrop of rolling hills that seemed vaguely familiar, he was pointing at a nearby river, I remember the sound of its churning, rushing waters was almost unbearably loud. I also remember my dream-self thinking it must have sounded even louder to the mouse-man who possessed huge over-sized ears that rose above the crown of his head. Suddenly the day-time scene switched to night and the mouse pointed upward toward a star which was shining brightly in the darkened sky. I instinctively knew the star to be Sirius, and the body of water I believed was The River Ure in North Yorkshire. From my recent readings I was aware that the ancient Sumerians believed Sirius to be home to their pantheon of mighty gods, their capital city was known as Ur. The connection was made. I had heard that the infamous punk musician Andrew Monks had moved back to North Yorkshire, to a place called Leyburn (close to the Ure), and he had renamed himself ‘The Mighty Ur’. Upon awakening, I knew exactly what I had to do. I knew that I was destined to work with him on a musical project that could possibly change the world of poetical/musical collaboration for ever.
So a week later, when I arrived on his doorstep bearded, bedraggled and sopping wet from the waters I had swam across to reach him, I was not in the least bit surprised that he was expecting me. In fact, he had built a studio to record what he called;
‘Songs to tear down the prison walls and to liberate the mind’
The rest, I guess is …. Well, it’s a work in progress’.
So there you have it. The Mighty Ur’s mission is to tear down the walls and Steve McAuliffe’s mission is to rebuild Albion from out of the rubble.
From out of this necessary and hopefully complimentary tension they intend to birth a new kind of world, a kind of anarcho-utopia. This may sound ridiculous and hugely over-ambitious, but at the end of the day and in the midst of these strange times –
Well, who knows?
You can follow SteveMcAuliffe & The Mighty Ur on twitter
The double-a-side single: Albion Sleeps / Socialist Cortinas by Steve McAuliffe & The Mighty Ur is now available on iTunes, Spotify, and many other platforms.
Their celebrated EP ‘rejecting Soma’ is also available on iTunes, Spotify and Bandcamp.
An album is rumoured to be in the works.
‘-Beneath the pavement, the beach!’
Although the band are a newly-formed entity, they are continually adding to thier set of original compositions and have already created the material needed for thier first studio album -which is due for release in 2018.
In the meantime, Gallows Circus are moving crowds with their sharp, gritty and memorable live shows, playing gigs up and down the country.
Master of Slaps,
Connoisseur of Underground Hip Hop & Punk Rawkness
Masta X-Kid is CEO of Immaculate Flave and spearheads a variety of musical projects, including Cannabidroids, 817 INC, SnagglePuzzy & Riot AF. Flaveworld host events, tours and a lot of other super freshness. Masta X-Kid is an activist and creates art to inspire people to observe and question manufactured reality and increase positive energy to make the world a better place.
“The Exiles are proof that punk rock can still stand for something. In times like these, with universal suffering, they are needed more than ever” – 8/10
“Full of swagger and attitude, they play every note with a passion and belief like no other”
“An excellent rock’n’roll record”
“Born to be wild, but there’s melody too. They are as driven as ever to create fast, hard music”
“Addictive garage punk rock”
G.A.Y.R. is the product of some trans(atlantic) queers making a mess with instruments in hand. As an ode to the Figure of the Gladiator in the recent past and the sometimes long and forgotten legacy of humanity’s struggle against itself, G.A.Y.R.’s Greatest Hits EP pays tribute to our fallen comrades (whether televised, preserved through writing, paint, sculpture, or immortalized in tales of yore). Sifting through those back alleyways and underground passages of future-Time, G.A.Y.R. emerges as the masked brigade of an all out war against complacency with this world. Testo-fueled, spandex clad, and enraged at the core, G.A.Y.R. makes some queer noise without respect to national borders; this noise being something to clear the air from the suffocating onslaught that claims to inspire something other than dread at the fate of terrestrial life.
And as daily drudgeries now serve as the true motor of our history everyone panics that an increasing number of the population simply no longer gives a fuck (#dgaf). G.A.Y.R. finds something of value in this. If there is nothing to give a fuck about, don’t feign the zeal in the hope that delusions can be substituted for reality. If there’s nothing to give a fuck about, then make something worth giving a fuck about; something worth fucking with and about. Since, let’s face it, we are being confronted with a new kind of hot, psychotropic, punk world order. Today, the floating mass known as the ‘plastic island’ in the North Pacific that is supposedly the size of Texas has become the largest water architecture of the twenty-first century.
So it’s clear we’ve been fucked for a while. No one is coming to save us but we have some time to kill before total societal collapse. Now the only question is what to do on our way out? G.A.Y.R. encourages you to be worthy of our own fall from terrestrial grace and imagine for the time left the components of a refashioned gladiator-techno-punk armature; the updated software of a war-machine program; all the better to fabricate a new aesthetic paradigm worthy of our time. A type of fusion between Spartacus and that Y2K virus that never arrived. Well, better late than never. So, contestants… are you ready?
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