Sunday, Nov 1, 2026
Documenting the madness
Festivals
When was the last time you did the Bleep Test? For me, it was Friday at All Points East. Honestly, from the minute we entered to the final fade of the lights at Kaytranada, we were darting from the East to the West. But you should take this as a positive. Yes, I was on the brink
Live Reviews, Reviews
How do duos sound larger than a five-piece band? For Ghostwoman, there’s an argument that Ille Van Dessel’s drums fill any space left in the room. Or that it’s Evan Uschenko’s evaporating, gritty guitar riffs that fuzz right through your chest. Certainly, the combination of both
Festivals, Live Reviews, Reviews
CHROMA, the evil twin of Bicep - which comprises a record label, a series of curated events, a brand new and constantly evolving Bicep AV/DJ show, and a unique visual identity - brought the show to Finsbury Park on 2nd August. The quiet, leafy park retained its wholesome charm bu
Festivals
Why has Glastonbury become a personality? The more you think about it the stranger it gets. You hear of outlandish festival goers ‘recharging their soul’ or ‘warming their heart’. Leaving a piece of themselves on the farm. Sitting in the stone circle at 5 am for sunrise to gain s
Live Reviews, Reviews
I almost felt like a voyeur. We were sat in complete darkness watching Nils Frahm, with his back to the audience, scurry around his behemoth custom setup as if it was just him and his tools in the room and not with the nearly 2000 people watching in awe. With one small spotlight
Reviews, Festivals
It’s 5 am and the big lights have rudely hit your eyes, the first time they’ve been exposed to anything other than lasers, causing you to scurry to the closest exit to sleep off the feeling of regret. Wait, what? Somehow it’s actually two o'clock in the afternoon, but the people
Reviews
“It stinks of Radio 6 in here.” There’s a smirk on Callum’s face as he says it. It’s become somewhat of a lighthearted taunt in the industry, but it’s an unmistakable smell to be fair. That of a dad. And when he says it stinks, I think he’s referring to the aura. Well, it was Dad
Blog
It was 23rd November 2019. We’d just clicked publish on our first article, Album Review: Here’s to Christmas, by Chris Kamara. Yep. And No Taste was thrust into existence. Since then it’s had a rough upbringing, but an exciting one nevertheless. We’ve been laying the tracks while
Festivals
Everything happens for a reason; doesn’t it? That’s what I seem to say when things go wrong at least. Is it just me or is it much easier to look for signs from the universe when things go tits up and thank skill otherwise? Anyway. What I’m saying is that there must be cosmic powe
Reviews, Live Reviews
I knew we were in for an interesting night as soon as we walked into the EartH theatre. A wooden amphitheatre layout with hundreds of seated people fixed toward the smokey stage; a terrifying prospect for even the most established bands. Now amassing an ever-climbing peak of over
Live Reviews, Reviews
Did you know there’s a psychological bias that states people who put effort into creating or acquiring something value it more highly? It’s called the IKEA effect. And Drumsheds isn’t short of it. First, it’s literally an old IKEA. But most of all for the long journey you embar
Live Reviews, Reviews
Well, here we are sports fans. Another crisp evening for tonight’s game at the prestigious Electric Ballroom. And boy what a treat we’re in for. The crowd are already well-oiled. Yelling away at that pre-match tunes in a raucous, flat tone that people do when they want to sing a
