LIVE: Camden Rocks 2016 – Camden Town, London 04/06/16

Now an established feature on the summer festival circuit, especially for unsigned bands, Camden Rocks was back again this year on Saturday 4th June, and bigger than ever!

We sent Tom Mimnagh, Steve Brixey and Andy Close to review, with Shaun Neary on photo duty.

It’s testament to just how big an event Camden Rocks has become over the past few years that even at midday, The Black Heart is rammed for JOANovARC. The ladies certainly don’t fail to deliver Camden with a suitable wakeup call; set opener Live Rock ‘n’ Roll rumbles along on a Motorhead sized groove and turns the temperature up in the already sauna like venue. What follows is a short, high energy set full of OTT guitars and anthemic tunes. New single White Trash channels Joan Jett in her prime and prompts some audience participation, before an unexpected cover of Purple Rain provides an early lighters in the air moment. A great start to the day (SB).


There’s a moment during the one o’clock set at Belushi’s when the thick curtain covering the window is accidentally brushed aside to let the sun in and the two girls onstage react as if they are about to spontaneously combust. As indications for the kind of music The Pearl Harts make go, this is as good as any. While their sound is rooted in the blues, this is something far darker and more interesting than your typical White Stripes fare. Samples, loops and an unholy amount of noise all add to The Pearl Harts hypnotic effect on songs like Go Hard, while frontwoman Kirsty is effortlessly compelling as the pair tear through a visceral set. A real find and a highlight of the day. Expect big things from The Pearl Harts (SB).

I dunno whether they’re all just adrenalized by the prospect of capturing a few extra floating followers in the primordial soup of the early afternoon crowds, but one common factor for the bands in the first few slots today seems to be that they’re playing out of their skins. Like Joanovarc earlier, The DeRellas are a band who I’d previously had down as being more mid-card fodder, but again similar to JoA earlier, they absolutely knock it out of the park this afternoon. Put it down to Captain Sensible lookalike new frontman Stevie adding a new burst of attitude to the line-up, or just the stars just happening to align at the right time, but watching them tear through She’s A Pistol and Freakshow with a ferocious energy that recalls their spiritual forebears The Ramones, I can happily say hand on heart that this is by some way the best live showing I think I’ve ever seen from them. Nice one guys (AC).


Despite their relatively early slot on the bill, at 1.30pm Evil Scarecrow took the stage in a packed Electric Ballroom to rapturous cheers. Within the first five minutes, they had captivated everyone in the audience with their anarchic blend of science fiction imagery and hilarious heavy metal stylings. The band sounded great on this sort of stage, and really made the Electric Ballroom their own. However, the thing that makes an Evil Scarecrow show so special is the level of audience participation, and in this one show, they featured a ‘War March’ which was definitely not a conga line, giving out party poppers to the crowd in lieu of having pyrotechnics, the computer game-esque dance to End Level Boss, as well as the inevitable scuttling for the finale Crabulon. That would all be entertaining enough, but the fact they delivered on stage from a musical perspective too makes them easily one of the highlights of Camden Rocks 2016 (TM).

Known for their high energy pop-punk, Brawlers have been thrilling crowds up and down the country with their spirited performances full of catchy numbers and buckets of sweat for some time now. As such, I was excited to see them for the first time at Camden Rocks, especially in a small venue like Dingwalls. The band were musically very tight, and lead singer Harry Johns vocals were absolutely on point, although I would have like to have seen a set list featuring a few more of the catchier numbers from their debut album Romantic Errors of Our Youth. However, what they did do was very well done, and the packed Dingwalls was in a state of frenzy, which goes to show they are obviously doing something right, and clearly have a big future (TM).

After 20 minutes of being crammed into a massively overfull Cuban for Ginger’s set, it quickly became apparent that I had two choices – one, pass out from heatstroke or two, find a less packed venue. And so it is that a quick wander across to the other side of Camden Market leads me to the 55 Bar for Matty James’s set. For those unaware of his work so far, he’s a troubadour from Northern Ireland whose output is very similar to fellow Ulsterman Ricky Warwick, and he puts on a good showing today with songs from his new album The Road To No Town such as Win Or Lose and Sticks And Stones going down well in this stripped-down environment with a nice cold beer for company (AC).

There are certain bands that you can guarantee will use an appearance at a festival like Camden Rocks to put on a supremely polished performance with every note spot on and everything directed at you with the precision of a pin missile. And then there are The Peckham Cowboys. As usual, Marc Eden rallies his troops into battle in a manner that can best be described as “full on shambles” with South London Thing and She Do The Twist And Twirl crashing through in a tirade of what can best be described as complete and utter chaos. And let’s face it, that’s part of this band’s very unique charm, and we wouldn’t have ’em any other way (AC).

The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing at Proud Camden, Camden on June 4th 2016 by Shaun Neary-2

A quick wander up the ramp to Proud for me to catch The Men That Will Not Be Blamed For Nothing, freshly back on these shores after a month-long jaunt across the States. It says a lot about the quality of this band that even though they’re only on album number three, this afternoon’s set feels like almost a greatest hits affair, with a headbanging frenzy during Margate Fhtagn, the lurching Gin Song and the sinister This House Is Not Haunted going down well to a packed venue. The supremely catchy Brunel which finishes the set off is just the cherry on the cake here, and you suspect that next time it won’t be a surprise to catch them selling out an even bigger venue than this one (AC).

Role Models and Camden just go together, like Jack Daniels and coke. With The Good Mixer rammed and the band in celebratory mood, this afternoon was always going to go well. An enthusiastic crowd are treated to a glorious set of ramshackle rock ‘n’ roll played with easy charm, and favourites like Lie For Today and Saturday Night Sailor are greeted like old drinking buddies. The new tunes sound every bit as good too, with tracks from second album Forest Lawn going down a storm, despite only being made available for pledgers to download the day prior. A frantic rendition of This Eventually Leads Nowhere brings a great set to a joyous conclusion. Cheers, boys (SB).

Having only formed within the last year, and having only released a couple of tracks, it could have been a concern for some bands to find themselves on as big a stage as Camden Rocks. However, Chapter And Verse simply took on such a challenge with aplomb, and passed that test with flying colours. With a big riffy guitar sound that filled every inch of the Monarch’s fairly open space, as the set went on they were able to draw in an increasingly large crowd with every track they played. Although a band still finding their feet, it’s clear based on this performance that Chapter And Verse have a big future, and although they have only been together for a short time they have clearly gelled musically already, as proved by their closing effort Slave, which had the crowd jumping as they finished their set. Definitely a band to keep an eye on in the very near future (TM).


When you go to watch Heck live, it’s less about finding a good spot to watch the gig and more about finding an easily defendable position. Needless to say in The Underworld today, nowhere is safe as the band formerly known as Baby Godzilla unleash typically unhinged versions of Powerboat Disaster and Good As Dead to a suitably frenzied response from those brave enough to be in attendance. Christ, they are everywhere; on the balconies, hanging upside down from columns, in the crowd, on top of the crowd. There is no telling how long they will be able to maintain this level of intensity, but right now? Heck are the most exciting live act on the planet (SB).

In the intimate, sweltering confines of The Black Heart’s upstairs room, The St Pierre Snake Invasion took to the stage and launched into a roaring set in front of the assembled throng. Singer Damien was up front from the outset that he was feeling a little worse for wear (including an amusing anecdote about vomiting into a washing machine), but had he not mentioned it, I’m not sure it would have been noticed, as the band smashed their way through classics like If the Only Way is Essex you can Kill Me Now, Jesus, Mary, and Joseph Talbot, and Rock N Roll Workshops, as well as a couple of new tracks, including live favourite Idiot’s Guide to Music which has fast become one of their most ferocious live numbers. While it was short and sweet, this was another hallmark set from one of the UK’s most exciting live acts (TM).

The plan was to go across to the Monarch to catch The Amorettes, but unlike our photo wizard Shaun, muggins here decided to grab a bite to eat and arrived at the venue to find the queue snaking halfway down Camden High Street. So instead, it’s back to the Cuban for Deadcuts, who can definitely lay claim to being the most intense band of the day thus far with the tunes from their debut such as DK and Pray For Jail being joined by newies like Summon The Witches, which definitely have a newfound doomy Joy Division feel to them with the walls of guitars and Mark Keds’ sandpaper raw vocals combining well. It’s all a promising sign for their upcoming second album due out later this year, and has left me keen to hear what they come up with next (AC).


Having already performed twice earlier in the day, Ginger Wildheart’s third set of his marathon day at Camden Rocks came at the Proud Gallery, with a band comprised of regular contributors Toshi and Ai. Although he looked exhausted, Ginger put on a fantastic set, showcasing some lesser heard material from his solo albums, including fan-favourite This is Only a Problem from Valor Del Corazon, and Strange New Year from the 555% album. Never one to ignore his fans, after the repeated joking suggestions of one audience member the band also launched into an impromptu semi-acoustic rendition of The Wildhearts’ classic Suckerpunch. This was an excellent set, with a crowd who were hooked on Ginger’s every word (as is usually the case with his rabidly loyal fan base), which made for an amazing atmosphere and one of the big highlights of the day (TM).


I have to be honest, by this point I’ve been on my feet and imbibing in numerous Camden venues for over eight hours, so it’s probably a good thing that Jim Jones & The Righteous Mind are the last band I’m down to cover today. A very different proposition from his previous outfit The Jim Jones Revue, they peddle a lurching seasick blues-rock reminiscent of Nick Cave or maybe The Cramps in their more sinister moments. It all makes for a bewitching half hour of listening, with current single Aldecide being the pick of a good bunch. Roll on the debut album (AC).


Hot on the heels of Ginger Wildheart’s final set of the evening, it was time for another member of the Wildhearts family Danny McCormack to take to the stage with his new band, The Main Grains. Having recently launched their debut EP, they were treated to a sizeable crowd at Proud. The band are an odd mix, somewhere between punk and sleazy rock, and certainly have elements that would not have seemed out of place in Danny’s previous gigs with The Wildhearts, or The Yo-Yos. It became clear from the outset that Danny is still growing into the role as frontman of the band, but he performed brilliantly here, and his Geordie patter went down a treat with the audience. The set consisted mostly of songs from the new album, but a cracking cover of Teenage Kicks, as well as Yo-Yos classic Keeping On Keeping On rounded out an excellent performance overall (TM).

For many, Black Spiders’ set at Proud will be the final band in a day full of great music, great company and far too many drinks. The sons of the north certainly provide a fitting finale. Stay Down gets the crowd going with its middle finger in the air “fuck you and this one horse town” refrain, setting the tone nicely for a set packed with brilliantly unsubtle ballsy rock behemoths like Teenage Knife Gang and Just Like A Woman. After 45 minutes of showmanship, humour and massive, massive riffs, Kiss Tried To Kill Me brings proceedings to a suitably epic conclusion. Camden, consider yourself well and truly rocked (SB).

Camden Rocks 2016 was a blast, we had a great day, and if you were there, we hope you did too. See you all again next year!

Rock ‘n’ Roll Beer Drinking – Part 2

Last week, our intrepid reporter Dave Ashworth risked life and limb (well, life and liver) to bring you the latest news from the arena of branded band beers, covering Motorhead’s Bastards lager and Snaggletooth cider, Queen’s Bohemia pilsner, Ghost’s Grale ale and Marshalls Triple Craft.

Having decisively slept that one off, he returns this week with Part 2 of our feature. We drink this stuff so you don’t have to!

AC/DC – Rock or Bust blonde lager

AC DC - Rock Or Bust blonde beerType: Blonde lager
Strength: 4.7%
Colour: golden
Aroma: light, edge of honey
Soundtrack: AC/DC – Rock Or Bust (2015)

Good old AC/DC. Never ones to skimp on value for money, they have provided one of the very few full pints in our review selection. It’s branding itself as a blonde beer, although if we’re honest this is a lager, but given that it’s a Germany lager, not one to be lightly dismissed. The initial slight citrus edge is similar to your common or garden Kronenbourg, but after that has a bittersweet bite that reminds me of Paulaner.

The can proudly proclaims “German Beer, Australian Hard Rock”, which is a pretty apt pairing really, given both nations’ prowess in their respective fields, and both with a consistency and purity that is not easily matched. I suppose in many ways AC/DC’s “Let There Be Rock” is pretty much the 1516 Bavarian Purity Law of rock n roll, a simple commandment that says these are the basic ingredients – let there be light, drums, guitar, rock! Much like the adulteration of hops, you just don’t mess with that.

I mean the song doesn’t go light, drums, rock, arrogant prick called Axl now, does it?

KISS – Destroyer lager

KISS - Destroyer lagerType: Lager
Strength: 4.7%
Colour: dark straw
Aroma: minimal
Soundtrack: KISS – Destroyer (1976)

Well now, you wouldn’t think any merchandise tie-in would be complete without a contribution from Simmons & Co now would you? And dutifully, here it is. A lager brewed in Sweden, one assumes this is made for the European market, as I can’t see why anyone would bottle a lager this bland and ship it all the way across the Atlantic to the band’s native US.

This isn’t a bad drink, I’ll certainly finish the bottle, but it’s definitely a marketing cash-in more than it is a genuine foray into the beverage market. Much like the band, it promises a lot with its garish packaging, but at the end of the day it passes this reviewer by as dumb bland American fun, which lacks any real flavour.

Although that said, after a few of these, Detroit Rock City and Shout It Out Loud are pretty decent party singles…

Motorhead – Imperial Pale Lager

Moterhead - Imperial Pale LagerType: Strong lager
Strength: 6.2%
Colour: golden brown
Aroma: hops
Soundtrack: Motorhead – Aftershock (2013)

Well I must say, Motorhead are pretty well represented on this list, this being their third entry. It’s a testament I guess to the drinking habits of the late great Lemmy Kilmister and to the bands fans that the world can support that many related beverages – even if Lemmy was better known for his jack and cokes. And of those we’ve tried in this feature, I think this Imperial Pale Lager is certainly my favourite.

This brew brings to mind the Caledonian Three Hop, or perhaps Devils Backbone, from the recent crop of heavily hopped, high-flavour lagers. It falls down a bit on the aftertaste, there is something not quite right there, but that seems to go away after a few hearty swigs, so to hell with it I say, pour me another.

2015’s Aftershock is one of the greatest latter day Motorhead albums, combining its maturity with a confident and indomitable power that this 6.2% mature hoppy beast of a drink surely shares. At the end of both, you can’t help but share a wry raspy throated cackle in memoriam of the big man. RIP Ian Lemmy Kilmister, cheers.

Slayer – Red Ale

Slayer - Red AleType: Red ale
Stength: 6.5%
Colour: red-brown
Aroma: bitter fruit
Sountrack: Slayer – Seasons In The Abyss (1990)

Naturally, any drink sanctioned by Slayer would have to be red, and whilst this isn’t quite reign-in-blood red (that honour is reserved for their wine selection), it’s certainly a very good stab at a dark red ale. The initial taste on the tongue is a flood of burnt malts, leading to a stickiness that is backed by but never outshone by the hop. The fruit in the nose isn’t really delivered in the flavour, but it rarely is in beers.

In keeping with Slayer’s heavy and uncompromising style, this is dark, heavy and near-satanic throughout. The only difference comes in speed – one really can’t knock this back at the velocity of Hanneman’s driving guitar, although this beer is dedicated to old Jeff, who was known to be fond of a drink himself.

It is about this time that I become a little peckish, and find that a milk chocolate Aero quite a fitting accompaniment, the cocoa complimenting the malts quite nicely. Also, have you have ever noticed how the end two pieces on the new style Aeros look like boobies? Seriously, take a look, they do. Real tits don’t have “Aero” stamped on them though, naturally, unless your sex life is pretty fucked up, in which case, send pictures. Heavy metal, beer, tit analogies… it’s all going rather well really!

Iron Maiden – Trooper 666

Iron Maiden - Trooper 666Type: Premium ale
Strength: 6.66%
Colour: light chestnut
Aroma: intense hop
Soundtrack: Iron Maiden – Piece Of Mind (1983)

When Maiden released their Trooper ale three years ago, brewed by Robinsons Brewery in Stockport to a recipe developed with singer and part time airline pilot Bruce Dickinson, I don’t think anyone could have predicted at the time how fantastically successful it would be, or that we’d be sitting here three years later talking about 10 million plus in sales (pints not albums). But here we are, and for better or worse the Robinsons offering is very much the benchmark that the market is measured by.

The Trooper 666 was born to celebrate this, and has been brewed as close as it’s possible to get to 6.66%, the ABV Number Of The Beast. It has a dry bitter citrus, but to my palate is most notable for its volatile malts that evaporate on the tongue, due no doubt to the elevated alcohol content and the fact I’ve just been eating chocolate.

The assertion that there were 666 men at the Charge of The Light Brigade (rather than the more usual 600) that the label suggests is perhaps a little fanciful, but I will say that with a few of these inside you, you could quite happily charge those Russian guns. You’d still come back dead though, which I suspect is a fate that might await me tomorrow morning… hic!

And that ladies and gentlemen, was how we found him, fast asleep on his keyboard next morning. Remember guys, when it comes to drinking, know your limits, don’t operate heavy machinery, and on no account drunkenly call your ex at 2am.

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