DoctoR DooM – This Seed We Have Sown


Graced with a cover sporting two shadowy, hooded druid like figures turning away from view, you may be forgiven for expecting This Seed We Have Sown (Ripple) to be one of those occult rock and metal bands that followed the likes of Ghost (remember when it was almost the trendy thing to do?). In actual fact French rockers DoctoR DooM, although retro, actually take their cues from 60’s and 70’s blues rock, which has seemingly as-of-late had quite a resurgence.

Formed out of love of those early greats, on the face of it DoctoR DooM fit that typical vibe and sound, but scratch a little deeper and there is a substantial amount more going on. First aspects that come to mind are the bluesy guitar tones that bring to mind the likes of Thin Lizzy and the Southern rock bands that the likes of Blackberry Smoke and The Cadillac Three worship. Jean-Laurent Pasquet’s vocals sitting somewhere between Phil Lynott and Josh Homme, partly drawling with assured charisma.

The likes of ‘The Sun’ and ‘Truth In The Dark’ even evoke some Black Sabbath like riffs and melancholic yet danceable tone. There are even moments that point towards the 70’s Prog rock greats, with some unconventional song structuring, and most notably, the 7 minute ‘At War With Myself’ with its piercing use of keys.

There are near countless bands that have taken to a classic, retro sound of their idols and some of the timeless greats of rock and early metal, but DoctoR DooM have done so with still an eye on the present and beyond just hero-worship. Familiar sounding enough but with some shades of the unconventional, and most importantly, an arsenal of strong, memorable songs which should hold them as one of the better, traditional sounding bands of the modern era.





Undersmile – Anhedonia


There’s something unnervingly sweet and endearing about Oxford quartet Undersmile. Comprising two very loved-up couples, there’s also a folkish offshoot, Coma Wall; and a winsome charm to Taz Corona-Brown and Hel Sterne, the female half of the outfit, which belies their stage personae as zombiefied, brutally-defiled dolls. But the music…

The band’s torturously slow style is given a creepy quality by the ladies’ dual vocals: drawled intonations, atonal yet harmonic; expiring breaths emanating from the diseased, throttled, heavily-painted mouths. Near-feathered drums and thrumming bass notes accompany at a measured pace. Sound dull? Far from it. Anhedonia (Black Bow Records) is bloody hypnotic, because you’re waiting for the explosion; a squealing lead winding itself around booming yet crawling rhythms, riffs to crush buildings and barking screams that chill the soul.

The sorrowful opening to ‘Sky Burial’ houses the first employment of the cello which has so awakened the already urgent yet pregnant Undersmile sound, adding a SubRosa-esque quality which is the jigsaw’s missing piece. The accompanying latent chants keep the attention firmly fixed until the brief but spectacular shows of savagery, full of the weight and anger of a protective bull elephant, burst forth. This is the only track to fall under ten minutes, so the uninitiated may feel more comfortable bringing butties and a flask. The already converted, however, will have no such need.

The voices of ‘Song of Stones’ are delicate, honeyed yet shamanic incantations befitting the subject matter, enlivened by brief yet poignant cello/lead duets toward the apocalyptic, brain-dissolving convergence of power. Utterly terrifying Sludge sequences within ‘Atacama Sunburn’ complement the eerie, ghoulish softness and closing melancholy they counter; whilst that folk link is evident in the highly charged, mournful crush of the incredible ‘Aeris’.

Despite the more ponderous sound being the template this is haunting, sinister, sometimes brutal yet downright sexy stuff. It boots debut full-length Narwhal (Future Noise) to the sidelines with its increased flow and depth, and will ensnare the senses of all who encounter it. The hostile quickening and psychotic intonations of metronomic closer ‘Knucklesucker’ is a boiling coda to a remarkable achievement.


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