Past Work

My name is Matthew Tilt, I'm a freelance journalist with skills in reviewing, feature writing, and interviewing; along with some radio experience. I currently write for www.sonicshocks.com, and run www.thisthingcalledprogress.co.uk. This blog is a documentation of my best work, please check out the Archive for a full list.

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Make Do and Mend (published on www.sonicshocks.com)

MAKE DO AND MEND- Self titled
Out now on Holy Roar Records
Review by Matthew Tilt

They weren’t the most obvious choice for Holy Roar, who normally supply crush of the finest quality, but Make Do and Mend might be responsible for the labels best release. Combining their full length with the two E.P.s that preceded it; this is unpretentious punk rock at its very finest. It’s so easy to get lost in the songs as the fairly simple structures allow you to be drawn into the lyrics; lyrics which are so relatable as they cover disenfranchisement, relationships, regrets and real life, without sounding whiny or needy but instead coming across with a sense of grounded realism.
Each song is an anthem in its own right, filled with hooks and choruses that you’ll find yourself singing along to days after you’ve listened to it. Songs like Night’s the Only Time of Day and Shambles are so beautifully orchestrated, with James Carroll’s gruff vocals complimenting the style perfectly, just raw enough to truly portray the emotion held within the songs.
So good is the band that the transition from album to E.P. isn’t noticeable unless you were to check which track you were listening to. It’s a testament to the quality of the releases these guys have released, and judging by their recent performance at Hevy Fest it hasn’t been lost on people, who sang along to every word as the band blasted through tracks included here. 
This discography is damn near perfect from start to finish; if you love the band already then the gorgeous double vinyl Holy Roar have put together is the perfect accompaniment to the music. If you don’t know them then beg, borrow or steal to get this bad boy because you’re missing out on one of the greatest rock bands around at the moment.
 
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Maths - Ascent (published on www.sonicshocks.com)

MATHS- Ascent
Out now
Holy Roar Records/Dog Knights Productions
Someone ring my girlfriend and tell her I’ve found love elsewhere. Tell her it’s not her; tell her it’s no one’s fault, and that it was sheer chance this E.P. would fall into my lap.
 
The E.P. in question is Ascent, by three of the most promising Converge followers to have graced the hardcore scene: Maths.
 
By taking as much influence from screamo, and before you say a word I mean old style screamo like Orchid and
Iwrotehaikusaboutcannabilisminyouryearbook, as they do from hardcore they have gone on to create something of true delicacy.
 
Each song sounds like it could break apart at any point, with crazy time signatures been thrown together, yet they hold it together with a passion rarely seen today, each song beautifully leading to the next.
 
Ascent doesn’t let up until the final chords of The Wind Swept Away and it leaves you gasping for more. It’s far more interesting than breakdowns and two stepping. It’s technical, and in equal parts harsh and beautiful, not only that but it’s unpredictable; something so rare nowadays that it could wrapped in bubble wrap and treasured.
 
So close to perfection that I can only criticise the length which will leave you wanting an album from these guys more than ever. Four gorgeous tracks built from a balancing act that so many bands have tried and failed. Beauty and the beast: it’s like listening to Orchid for the first time.
 
9/10
Review by Matthew Tilt 
 
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Jackals/No Coast Split (published on www.sonicshocks.com)

NO COAST/JACKALS -SPLIT
Out now On Dog Knights Productions
 
Review by Matthew Tilt
No Coast are the thrashcore, bastard babies of the U.K. scene. Their insane sound, complete with spazzy time signatures and strained vocals is caustic and violent to say the least, and they quickly prove their worth on their side of this split with Jackals, a band with  a fairly decent fanbase in the U.K. underground.

Noise Nest sets you up for what No Coast are all about; swirling guitar lines build up until we hitting an explosive moment of frantic drumming and riffing, the screams come in and the rest of the song plays out in the form of the some of the more insane hardcore you’re likely to hear. Beardrider continues the trend, and Heels brings back the insane bursts of riffing, ending in a mid paced crush that surrounds the listener. A great, and surprisingly well produced introduction to the band.
Jackals continue their mid paced assault that they’ve shown over their other releases, but the biggest surprise is the frankly awesome Dead Kennedys’ cover which is sandwiched between their own tracks. Those classic punks would be proud of this lot as they blast through Chemical Warfare with all the gusto and anger of the original. A cover to match Nazi Punks Fuck Off? Quite possibly.
Take Everything and Reclaim it, Why Bother? are much more typical of Jackals’ style. The duel vocals sound as impressive as ever, and their sound is darker then the frantic energy shown by No Coast. The guitars incorporate everything from almost emo style riffs to classic hardcore, and both vocalists sound as impressive as they’ve ever been. A vicious explosion from two of the most promising bands in the U.K. at the moment and all packaged on the duel coloured vinyl, lovingly put together by Dog Knights Productions, a label as deserving as the two bands showcased here.
  

Drugzilla - Siamese Beashts (published on www.sonicshocks.com

DRUGZILLA - Siamese Beashts (Album)

Human Jigsaw Records - 21st March 2011

Does anyone remember Bile? Not the goregrind band, but the extreme gabba electronics outfit that were around a while back. I remember picking up one of their albums, accidently because I thought it was the aforementioned goregrind band, and been totally blown away by the contents. Well as extreme as they were, it’s nothing compared to Drugzilla’s latest offering: Siamese Beashts.

You regularly read in reviews “the soundtrack to the end of the world” but this could actually be it. Clearly coming from the same train of thought as Anaal Nathrakh, probably why their touring with them in May, this is the ultimate in aural terror, filled with black humour, social disgust and a drum machine set so fast it would make Scott Hull rethink his entire career.

There is absolutely no let up here, as even when the tracks slow down, the eerie sense that they’re building towards something more extreme than what came before is always there, and normally you’re right on the money with it. It’s the marmite of extreme albums, where you will either love it or hate it, you’ll never find a casual Drugzilla listener unless they’re in a coma or dead.

And even though the song titles point to a rather tongue in cheek approach (Swine Flu is Joke Flu) it’s merely a ruse to draw you into the apocalyptic world within. I cannot think of an album that has kept me so on my toes or pushed me so close to my limits. This is the ultimate in extremity and what makes it even better is that it still remains an entertaining and coherent album, with each track standing out from the last, and one that somehow keeps your interest despite been 14 tracks long.

Terrifying, but satisfyingly so.

9.5/10


Review by Matthew Tilt
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Extreme Cinema (published on www.sonicshocks.com)

EXTREME CINEMA

by Matthew Tilt

Extreme cinema has always been a part of film. Tod Browning shocked audiences in 1932 with Freaks; a mere seven years after audience members had fainted at the very sight of Lon Chaney Jr.’s face in The Phantom of the Opera. Already, in the early age of cinema, directors were pushing the boundaries of what an audience could withstand.

Fast forward 30 years and audiences sit in horror as Janet Leigh, one the big stars of the day, is brutally murdered in the shower and a young man films his victims last breaths in the fittingly titled Peeping Tom. The sixties saw gore take a step up over plot for the first time, Herschell Gordon Lewis was essential to this movement, directing films like The Wizard of Gore and Blood Feast. It’s hard to imagine plot thin “torture porn” features like Hostel without Lewis taking these first steps.

Lewis’ influence was also obvious throughout the video nasty era of the 80’s. Films such as Cannibal Holocaust focused on gore, although with a plot that has garnered attention and become an influence for documentary style film making; however the video nasty era also brought forward more disturbing and pornographic content. Exploitation such as Love Camp 7 focused more on rape and humiliation. In a way taking the link between sex and violence, first hinted at in films like Psycho and Peeping Tom, to its logical, if hard to watch, conclusion.

In recent years many of these video nasties have been re-released (39 uncut, 23 cut and 1 with additional footage), and a few have been remade. This shows a change in the public’s attitude toward violence, as the BBFC work to a “set of guidelines which are the result of public consultation”[1]. Whereas 30 years ago the public and the media cried out for these films to be banned, times have changed and stricter video/DVD laws ensure that no children can, legally, obtain material they should not be watching.

It does seem ironic though that some of the video nasties have been remade in a slicker, more graphic style and been released uncut when the originals were banned. The remake of The Last House on the Left, despite missing out some of the more shocking moments of humiliation from Wes Craven’s original, still contained set pieces that could be seen as more graphic. With a recent remake of I Spit on Your Grave, which is said to be as, if not more horrific than its predecessor, due for home release and a remake of Straw Dogs due for release later this year it’s not hard to see that people want more disturbing and more graphic features then they did in the 70s and 80s.

It is this focus on the more disturbing aspects that has clearly played a part in more modern horror and underground cinema. Even the more mainstream films of the last decade have pushed various boundaries. Hostel glamorised extreme violence in graphic detail, and its sequel contained lesbian contexts underneath the violence, not to mention a misogynistic storyline based solely around the torture of women.

It seems unfair that films based solely around torture, but that have had tenuous storylines about secret organisations written around the graphic violence should be allowed into the mainstream ahead of films like Grotesque.

“Unlike other recent ‘torture’ themed horror works, such as the Saw and Hostel series, Grotesque features minimal narrative or character development  and presents the audience with little more than an unrelenting and escalating scenario of humiliation, brutality and sadism.  The chief pleasure on offer seems to be in the spectacle of sadism (including sexual sadism) for its own sake.”

David Cooke, BBFC director.

Looking at both films, it appears that Grotesque merely skips any pretenses that films like Hostel and The Human Centipede had and quickly moves onto to violent, almost pornographic, sadism. It seems contradictory for the BBFC to condemn a film that merely plays out on the same level, almost satirising audience’s bloodlust by exposing it.

The American trilogy August Underground also took audiences’ need for violence to extremes. Fred Vogel, who directed and starred, stated he wanted to make something that was truly realistic, so that when a girl is kidnapped she doesn’t have perfect make up, but instead cries and screams and has normal bodily functions.

The film has regularly topped sickest films list and is unavailable in the U.K. yet contains nothing that the recent A Serbian Film, which was passed, although admittedly with the heaviest cuts in a decade, does not. The directors of both films wanted to push boundaries and yet one was accepted and one was revoked. Srdjan Spasojevic, director of A Serbian Film, claims the film to be a political statement, a metaphor for the current climate in Serbia [2] and a way of “Catharthis through really subversive, really strong art”. [3]


In contrast Fred Vogel, director of August Underground, said he wanted to make something like Henry: Portrait of a Serial Killer but “five times more real”[4]. Both are films that will be taken on face value by the majority of the audience due to the graphic content (necrophilia, rape, torture, and in A Serbian Film: incest and paedophilia) so it can be assumed that visually both are as harmful as each other which should cause the BBFC to intervene.

If we feel that there is the potential for harm then we will intervene” [5]

Sue Clark, BBFC

The conclusion can be made that a film can be as violent and as taboo breaking as possible as long as it has a coherent message that can be explained by the director, metaphorical or not. Unfortunately, when you’re faced with a scene of a man anally raping his own son, the message fails to come across, hence, from a audience’s point of view it becomes no better or worse than August Underground.

So in light of the similarities between films released into the mainstream and films that remain banned or are kept to a limited audience, as well as looking at the release and remakes of various video nasties, should the BBFC change its policy on “harmful” material. Probably not. The system itself seems to work, and the point of these films been harmful, does ring true in some cases.

The biggest, apparent problem with the system would be the ease in which we can access these films regardless of censorship, due to the biggest, and impossible to police, network available: the internet. Sue Clark admits:

“Films which we may have intervened in have always been available through ‘other channels’ even if that meant going abroad and buying them, but the vast majority of people still obtain DVDs through UK outlets and distributors still submit works for classification so they expect to sell in the UK”[6]

Of all the outlets the internet is the easiest to access, with various peer to peer applications available to obtain any film, let alone films that are made infamous by been banned. Surely it’s pointless rating films to protect children, as the BBFC claims, when these films are available to anyone who is computer literate. As the computer literacy age drops, more children will be able to find films that are unsuitable, leaving all choices in the hands of the parents. Not only this but the BBFC website itself claims:

“Although it is not a customs offence to import an unclassified video or DVD it must be for your personal use only and the content must not breach the UK law (e.g. Obscene Publications Acts 1959 and 1964, Protection of Children Act 1978). 
You are therefore entitled to purchase unclassified videos or DVDs whilst abroad, provided they contain no illegal material and are solely for personal use.”
[7]

Meaning that even if you want a physical copy of the film it is quite simple to acquire whatever film you like from abroad or the internet, and with the increase in multi region DVD players, there isn’t even a question of being able to play the films.

If something like the BBFC was worldwide, where no countries differed on what was acceptable, then their value would be obvious and, regardless of internet, that it was a worthwhile scheme, as there would be no trouble with imports. Less access to the films that are banned, or cut. However, as there are clearly holes in the system, allowing imports to add to un-policed juggernaut that is the internet, and the various holes and contradictions that dictate whether a film is passed or not, it begs the question: is the BBFC really worthwhile?



[1] Interview with Sue Clark, BBFC

[2] http://www.bloody-disgusting.com/interview/638

[3] Catharthis through really subversive, really strong art

[4] http://www.atrocitiescinema.com/interviews/fredvogel.html

[5] Interview with Sue Clark, BBFC

[6] Interview with Sue Clark

[7] http://www.pbbfc.co.uk/faqs.asp#How does the BBFC classify films and videos?

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WWWW - Contraception (published on www.sonicshocks.com)

WHEELCHAIR X4 - Contraception

Out now via www.grindcorekaraoke.com

Review by Matthew Tilt
 
Romantic grindcore isn’t really something you’d expect. Anal Cunt did it with Picnic of Love, but that wasn’t really grindcore, it was Seth Putnam, singing out of tune while playing an acoustic guitar. What Wheelchair x 4 have done here is take the spirit of Picnic of Love and actually put it to a soundtrack that is clearly grind, an oxymoron in itself considering the aggressive and fairly male orientated genre it is.

The theory is pretty much the same; Wheelchair, much like A.C., have become known for having a fairly sick sense of humour (they did an E.P. about Jade Goody called Bald and Dead) but here they’ve taken out the sickness and replaced it with touching tales of true love and taking it slow. They even add a sample from one of the ultimate weepies Brief Encounter.

Musically it’s Wheelchair through and through; with the slow building riffs and blasting drums, but quite frankly on this E.P. it’s all about the lyrics. Taking their sardonic humour and pointing it at that oh-so-elusive thing: true love. Filled with situations and stereotypes that we’ve had forced down our throats since Hollywood realised there was an audience for the ultimate romance they cover everything from ‘going Dutch’, meeting Mum and the idea that just to survive we need that one person to make us happy.

While A.C. did Picnic of Love to pull the wool over the eyes of the people who’d followed them, Wheelchair have made a joke out of romance to prove what a joke our ideas of romance were in the first place. Not to mention the fact that hundreds of ‘respected’ artists have trodden this path before and if a grindcore band hadn’t written this Adele probably would have and it would be number one at the moment.
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Manbearpig Review (published on www.sonicshocks.com) 2011

MANBEARPIG - Ruined Emo (Album)

Party Wounds Productions - 1st January 2011

The record is called Ruined Emo for a reason. Fuck your popular perception of emo because it’s bullshit. Bunch of overproduced bands whining about how shit their lives are then going off on multi million pound tours, and if they’re not getting laid it’s because they choose not, because the fucking groupies are falling at their feet. You can’t justify bitching when you’ve got more than most.

Recently we’ve a second wave of emo bands who hark back to the nineties style of the genre, when emo still stood for emotional, rather than emotionally blackmailing you by over dramatising every situation so that you will go and buy our album. Instead we get bands like Manbearpig, three young musicians who tackle the issues they face and do with more emotion and depth then is contained in the combined post rejection videos on X Factor.

It’s a gloriously simple listen, lacking all the complications that bands insist on filling their songs with nowadays, instead it’s a far more subtle listen where you concentrate on the tuneful vocals, the catchy beats and the melodies.  It’s instantly accessible; but with enough to have you coming back for more, and the production is raw enough to allow all the feelings behind the record seep through without been too harsh and sounding like something it shouldn’t.

It’s more relatable then the cellophane wrapped, clean cut bands populating the emo scene at the moment, and more heartfelt then 90% of modern music. This does what music was always designed to do, make you feel something, and it makes it seems easy in the process. So easy, in fact, that you wonder where everyone else went wrong.

9/10

Review by Matthew Tilt

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