Deftones "Private Music" (2025)

 
Now over thirty years deep, the Deftones' tenth record packs little novelty for old heads, yet will enthrall the recent surge of new TikTok fans. Private Music's carefully measured cuts of revelry delve into the many fractions of their motifs established over the past two decades. Handled with love and care, the band's production alongside Nick Raskulinecz delivers a gorgeous indulgent guitar tone. Dense and crooning, a chromatic aesthetic resonates full of expression. Its a foundation fit for Moreno to swoon in with his range of sensitive softness to shrill screams. Drums and bass fall into place around the duo, who in tandem make up a majority of the musical magic.

In peculiarity, its clearest reminiscent tracks seem to hit hardest. Cut Hands echo's Goon Squad pivoting act between meat head brutality and Moreno led emotive obscurity. Ecdysis' tight and choppy metal guitar riffs echo's moments on Ohms. The opening rhythmic spasm and atmospheric lunging riffs of My Mind Is A Mountain has that distinct familiarity too. Milk Of The Madonna strikes me as the standout track, sustaining tensions of its speedy tempo through transitions of bouncy grooves and power chord shoe gazing. It too is a welcome yet accustomed temperament.

Where the lines muddy, the band don't exactly encroach on new territory bar a few minutes of indifferent synth noodling. Enjoyable but not quite as memorable, they do emphasize how good this records texture is. Flicking back through the catalog, comparison highlights how each record felt like a step forward in aesthetic evolution. This time, the distance feels like a leap into an ocean of clarity. A dense and rich sound, including plenty of acoustic guitars. So to do the synth play a subtle yet pivotal role, weaving their grain into the mix, yet brilliantly breaking into the light on occasion.

Private Music feels like the bands yet classiest effort to date but fails to conquer fresh ground in terms of songwriting. Its the perfect record to satisfy fans old and new yet may loose it potency with time as a record like Gore did. I'm doubtful, my gut says this one will stick. I'm still really enjoying each and every spin!

Rating: 8/10 

Mudi Sama "Will I Make It Out Alive?" (2025)

Following up on a passonate live performance at Reading Festival, Mudi's tuneful appeal translates well to record. Although labelled as an album, its nineteen minute runtime and rough around the edges production feels much like a demo. With seven two to three minute tracks, we breeze through colorful songs built on conventional pop song structures, always illuminating its main hook between bright uplifting melodies.

 

Although his lyrics have a darker undercurrent of emotional struggle, the whole expression is felt as a sunny resolution to such turmoil. Each song works out its premise through this gorgeous assemble of warm empowering baselines, dreamy shoegazing leads and thick distortion guitar fuzz. Held together with tight percussive grooves akin to a drum machine, the experience takes on a soft wall of sound quality.

Mudi's voice acts as the glue, pulling this winning chemistry together around his lyrics. Each song is well written with Jealous Type, Let Go and End Of The World standing out to me. The latter highlights some of that rough production with its gritty baselines and lack of balance compared to other tracks. Maybe its part of the concept to sound a touch more Punk on this one, after all, its a downtrodden reprieval anthem.

 

Throughout it all tho, I got the impression that in the hands of a more experienced producer, the compositional ideas could be elevated to another level. There is a undercurrent of punchy pop appeal in his songs that would love a touch of shiny gloss. Either way, this record is a cracking start. Mudi is a bright talent with tones of potential. One to keep an eye on for sure!

Rating: 6/10

Travis Scott "Utopia" (2023)

Album four and the experience follows a now familiar form, another protracted stream of creativity lacking curation. Once again, sparks of genius emerge within a lengthy escapade touching deeper into the realms of Psychedelia, Ambient and Low-Fi.

Arranging unique aesthetics to conjure estranged and unconventional vibes that fit the trap formula, Travis dedicates a whole track to each idea, forging tame streaks of mediocrity between the bangers. The classic chicken or egg question emerges, as subdued beats devoid of percussive power tend to lull. One wonders if a little oomph from the drums is all that's needed to elevate, as the best numbers have the hardest grooves to propel his curious and distinct atmospheres forward, an unusual intersection of laid back, easy going energy entangled with dark and gritty tensions.

 

The record is star studded, a huge cast of big names reaching beyond his immediate scene on a couple occasions. Despite getting two shots to shine, The Weeknd doesn't have best tracks here, a trend I've noticed with his sublime guest appearances. It speaks volumes to a sense that these features just fill out the space between Scott's unimpressed raps and auto tune tangents. Lyrically, little stuck out within its lengthy runtime, a throwback to the CD filling days where bands would pack out a disc with plenty of filler. That's what most of Utopia was for, tone setting aesthetics with a lack of impetus.

 

Rating: 4/10 

My Saturday At Reading Festival 2025

 
Having finally made it to a Reading Leeds festival, I can now spend even more time pining over old lineups I *could* have gone too... Anyways, I loved it! Awkward to get to but worth the long walks as the smaller venue scales well with the fasciitis. No queuing for water a blessing! Such things are probably not even a thought for a majority of the young audience. It seems the GCSE right of passage tales are true! Here are my highlights from the day among many more bands and artists I saw.

Mudi Sama
A raw and youthful performance from an unknown talent on the BBC Introducing stage, Mudi's fusion of Alternative Rock, Indie and Shoegaze melodies was an easy win over. Catchy hooks, warm uplifting tunes tackling emotions we all struggle with, there is a universal appeal here executed endearingly.

Sunday (1994)
Given the year, its no surprise to find this group reveling in 90s nostalgia. Led by the powerful resonance of Paige Turner, her body swaying presence on stage pulles one into the music invitingly. Straddling Dream Pop with Shoegaze and soft touches of Alternative Rock, their delicate, easy paced songs made for a relaxing indulgence in the shade of the tent. 

Rifle
Consisting of short unhinged scuffles of raw Punk noise, these Anarcho-Punkers blew me away. Rough and ragged, their instruments hit full tilt, hard and fast, led by uncompromising shouts of loud mouthed working class agitation. A vitriolic power blast, ignited by a front mans relentless energy and fiery shouts of anger. Top notch.

South Arcade
One to keep an eye on, this young and youthful act have potential in droves, ascending to the mainstage without an album under their belt. Their punchy take on Pop Metal and Pop Punk owes a lot to the likes of Linkin Park and more recently Bring Me The Horizon. Harmony Cavelle has a fantastic stage presence and the bands whole aesthetic throws back to my generation. All the pieces are in place, their songs are decent but with some maturity this band could have a broad appeal.

Origami Angel
A dynamic duo of a diversified internet generation, this pair pull influences from Punk, Emo, Indie and Post-Hardcore, throwing them into a unrestrained mix up. Driven by time signature shake ups, jostling heavy moments between lighter singing refrains, the diversity flowed with quirky fruity loop interludes breaking up their songs. Great show!

Limp Bizkit

My main pull to the festival served up exactly what I wanted. Moshing, jumping and shouting along! I've never let go of that now nostalgic fascination in me, the thirteen year old self watching Bizkit on MTV after school. It still gets me to this day. At this point I've seen them over a dozen times and still adore the show. Great to see lots of young people enjoying it too. The only thing I could I've asked for was more of Thieves. This rendition was cut all to short. I also loved the memes up on stage! Oh, and then there is the case of Ruth, what a sweet moment. Fred pulls out a fan from the crowd, a teenage fan with the red cap back. She must of had the time of her life up there on stage with the band. Good vibes all around.

Becky Hill
Admittedly I had to watch this one from a far. The tent was rammed, I spent my time devouring chips and chicken. All that moshing gave me a ravenous appetite. Becky's voice was a powerhouse overtop an easy listening fusion of Dance and Drum n Bass. It was such a good vibe, I spent the drive home listening to her tracks. Such a strong and harmonious tone, It was impressive watching her do it live.

Bring Me The Horizon

I hadn't given it much thought. I'd seen them plenty of times over the years but this was something special! Building out a big show for the mainstage, they went to another level. The stage started out as a sinister church of evil yet underwent some mind bending changes through the songs. Toying with themes around viruses, doomsday and AI, interludes addressing the audience referenced video game culture, creating a brilliant mix of elements. Better yet was the use of live transformative AI. What starts of as some manic manipulation of the main video feed, has Olli transformed into some demonic creature live before our eyes, his movements matching the wild animations. It was just an effective use of technology but shows the band have the mind to create an even bigger experience. Its been a while since a band had me enjoying such things alongside a banging set of songs.

BABYMETAL "Metal Forth" (2025)

Round five and were back on form with the triumphant Metal Forth! Not their fourth, unless your counting "metal" in the record title. Anyways, this latest installment is a lean thirty five minute, ten track blitz focused on creative collaboration. The likes of Poppy, Slaughter To Prevail, Polyphia and Spiritbox appear among other big names, lending their characteristic for a true crossover experience, something Metal has sorely lacked for decades. There's only three solo tracks Babymetal and one could be forgiven for thinking the closing White Flame featured Sabaton. Its a blazing roar of Power Metal might, executing all the tropes, practically a tribute to the sub-genre.

Interestingly, the remaining two solo tracks feel flat, recycling ideas the band have burned through before. That's why Metal Forth's merits rest on the synergy of its alliances. The creative partnerships genuinely cross a divide between sounds and birth a unique middle ground. Of course this all boils down to banging riffs and stomping grooves. The record fires on all cylinders in its stride but the point remains just how much freshness these uncommon unions provide. This is no "featured artist" but a firm commitment to integrating each others identities and it works so well.

Highlights include My Queen as the two bands jostle their heaviest aesthetics back and forth. Song 3 is another banger where the exchange yields a curious callback to Slipknot with its unhinged pinch harmonics and brutal riffage. RATATATA will likely stand out as a fan favorite. Electric Callboy's brand of tongue in cheek party meme metal a fun fit for the J-Pop influences. In a way it summarizes the overall mood, just a fun record about pumping out animated compositions embraces obnoxious grooves and lively melodies. Cracking record, falling just shy of something truly great.

Rating: 7/10

Enya "A Day Without Rain" (2000)

 

Enya! A name known far and wide across the musical realm, yet for why I wouldn't of been able to tell you, until recently. Hearing Orinoco Flow again, for the first time in decades, that sublime imaginative piece turned me onto her genius. Learning this record is one of the millenniums best selling, I've been set loose on a new journey.

A Day Without Rain strikes me as a union between classical instrumentation and modern convention, her voice arriving as an added dimension of charm, chiming in among the cast of apparatus making up an orchestra. Its mostly the staccato strings offer a melodic focus, as Classical grandiose arrangements are simplified into repetitive sections mimicking Pop music's verse chorus structure. The rest of the aesthetic range nestles into soothing ambiences, soft and gentle, giving space for the character of her subtly understated yet powerful voice to breath its life.

At times her exquisite tone takes on temperaments akin to a lead voice in traditional church music, hymns and psalms evoking rural echo's of Ireland and Wales. In these songs a deeply human empathy and sense of natural beauty emerges. One can almost see the rolling green hills of endless countryside and rural life that comes with it. Somehow, these moments flow perfectly with another half. Voice and instruments take on an adventurous, playful quality, exploring into fantastical spaces.

I couldn't talk about this record without mentioning Tempus Vernum. Led by Timpani drums and cold bells, Its cautious venture into stormy temperaments yields a danger from this orchestral setup I simply adore. This explains a curious bridge to the fantastical realms of war and darkness explored by the likes of Emperor's keyboard section and Glenn Stafford's medieval battle music heard on Warcraft II.

On some level, similar themes that evoke agrarian, un-urbanized, primitive yet spiritual emotions exist both here and in Fantasy music and Dungeon Synth among others from the more esoteric and obscure side of music I am usually indulged with. Enya is a refreshing take on that territory, making those connections without venturing into the abstract. Her older music however, might take a different direction.

Rating: 8/10

State Azure "Paradise Star EP" (2025)

EP by name but double LP by duration, Paradise Star drops four lengthy serine mood pieces alternating between Berlin School inspired synth jostling and brooding ethereal percussion-less soundscapes. Its opening piece, the twenty minute title track, a clear favorite. Its lively, animated cycling melody a curious engagement. Seeming more mechanical than expressive, its burgeoning bustles and gradual unwindings guide the song through phases over top dreamy synths. Together, they paint a rich atmosphere.

 White Lake and We Sleep Beneath A Dying Moon act as layered tone setting drones, great for focus and meditative moods. Pathfinder feels like a mastery of texture, guiding its various sequenced instruments through gradual shifts as sharp attack-decay keys and drums exchange over soft elongated synth chords. Its a textural treat but in its lengthy incarnation, this aesthetic class becomes secondary to the musics lengthy trajectory. All in all, an impressive set of songs befitting of my taste right now.

Rating: 7/10 

$uicideboy$ "Thy Kingdom Come" (2025)

 

Its a smash! Returning swiftly from New World Depression, cousins Ruby and Scrim spin the wheels recycling their distinct but well refined formula. Now accustom with their gritty aesthetic, I found this thirty minute record to offer little fresh or exiting. Second track Napoleon leans into some classic 90s Southern Hip Hop themes, mustering a momentary flair as the records tone quickly resettles. Later on Grey+Grey+Grey ushers in scary movie soundtrack vibes with a Horrorcore style banger. The following Carried Away caught my ear too. A moody number, leaning on the hazy vibes of its depressing Ethereal atmosphere.

These where a couple of highlights among a lack of novelty. One of my biggest takeaways was noticing how many beats use the exact same drum kit, often with the same hi-hat rhythm. That lack of variety essentially parallels a very casual approach to songwriting. Hastily produced beats, flexing lyrics that feel expressive of the moment but lack a broader scope. Hooks are sorely missed too. Not a single track lands something truly memorable. Although their sincerity is endearing, that power wears off when the creative process feels routine and dialed in. Overall, a disappointment.

Rating: 4/10 

Old Sorcery "The Lost Grimoire" (2025)

Previously released only under the physical medium of cassette, one can now indulge in what I presume are leftovers of old, given its similarity to the esoteric moods heard on Realms Of Magickal Sorrow. The first of four, To The Infinity Of The Forest conjures memories of A Forest Trapped. Its another slowly brooding enchantment, natural yet steeped in mysticism, led by glacial melody. Groans from a familiar yet mysterious deep bellowing voice eventually cry out to further enrich is curious tone.

 

A shorter piece, Mana Shrine Revisited, focuses efforts on a more abrasive set of instruments. Leading the arrangement, something brassy, woodwind alike that I couldn't nail down. Possibly a murky accordion? As the song progresses, steely yet animated melodies rush in to chime, evoking a classic castly Dungeon Synth motif.

 

Raven's Fortune sparks a little mischief with its opening playful melodies, only for its jollity to give way to a yawning synth string section. We are whisked once again into the ambiguous realms of imagination, laced with ancient, witchcraft suggestions. The playful tone reoccurs on its lengthy closer, The Tranquil. Bell chimes and staccato strings pace themselves as the steady brooding of flutes slowly ushers in strings that build to the tracks fading conclusion with a touch of cinematic scope.

 

These compositions fit in snugly with that classic era but one can see how they perhaps lack a sense of adventure Old Sorcery's album embark on, as pivots and transformations usually serve as the gratifying mystique to tie all this Dungeon Synth inspired imagination together. Either way, The Lost Grimoire is a welcome addition to a fine discography!

 

Rating: 5/10 

Scowl "Are We All Angels" (2025)

Catching my ear with their easy sways between scruffy Grunge chorus riffs and melodic Shoegaze tinged verses, Fantasy served as an intriguing song to pull me in. Sadly, Scowl currently stand as a band with plenty of potential. Are We All Angels' production out paces the bands depth of ideas. Brimming with a fiery aesthetic, their fusion of Pop Punk, Grunge, Hardcore Punk, Alt Rock, even touches of Metal - feels so fitting of this era. The ability to look back a couple of decades and revise such ideas has yielded magic with fresh faced bands like Turnstile.

 

Unlike their contemporaries, Scowl's riffs and motifs lack a spark of imagination. Arrangements and music ideas feel relatively basic, leaning on that stunning aesthetic to get by. Front loaded, the first string of songs will et pumped up but as the record draws on the songs dull into a mediocrity. Singer Kat Moss is the bands brightest light, her voice adds a smooth veneer of color to the crunchy aggression her band mates assemble. Her occasional unhinged shouts froth with an apt angst, anchoring her in this energized setting as she more often plays the counterpart.

 

Their chemistry is strong, the auditory experience is spot on but as stated the songwriting suffers. The record ends up muddling its way through half baked ideas, feeling like either record filler or I'm missing the point. Potential is the word, one to keep an eye on. At this incarnation they are still finding their voice and you hear it on occasion with songs like Special, Fantasy and Not Hell, Not Heaven.

 

 Rating: 5/10