
This week’s round up of the tracks that I haven’t had the space to post…

I spoke to Rory from Leeds’ finest indie band, Grammatics, about what’s in store for us fans in the coming year.
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Imagine you are the little kid in The Shining being chased through that gigantic snowy puzzle by a crazy Jack Nicholson, except that he’s after you with a guitar instead of an axe, wildly nipping at your heels with demented riffage. While I can’t claim to have firsthand knowledge of that particular sensation, "Fire On Corridor X" feels like the aural experience of being trapped in a maze and enjoying it. Maybe that description doesn’t paint the prettiest picture, but that’s all the more reason for checking out this narco-jam from ATL’s All The Saints. It consists of equal parts pysch and rock, kicked out with wild abandon.
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