The elation brought on by an evening with Anathema is more spiritual than ever, a raw and restless hymnal, both primal and sophisticated in equal measure.
Electravox, Ratbag and Dr Bluegrass and the Illbilly Eight performed at The Marwood, Brighton, on June 14, 2016.
Like a templar’s vision she stood alone on a Medieval altar, breath steaming as pure, powerful notes reverberated around the architecture.
The iconic woes and wonders of The Gaslight Anthem’s world were presented earnestly and infectiously through punk tenacity and folkish tenderness.
From my vantage point I could chronicle the changing emotions of the masses, guided unerringly by the anger and ecstasy of Rise Against’s anthemic sound.
For those who have never heard of Inkubus Sukkubus, their demonic name speaks much of their aesthetic – arcane and sexually charged, an energy stemming from the balance of male and female entities.
In a world where airbrushed celebrities are two-a-penny, this bipolar burlesque performer with an electric violin and an impressive growl is teaching girls to find beauty in a broken world.
Anathema is a band that has seemingly managed to both define and escape genres throughout its twenty-year history.