Album Review: Condemned To Hope by Black Moth

I don’t think it’s too controversial to suggest that Leeds has the best music scene in the UK. At the very least, it functions as more of a living, breathing musical community than London’s disconnected sprawl of sonic sects. Black Moth exemplify this perfectly, successfully straddling the city’s ever burgeoning metal and noise rock scenes whilst also easily gaining enough indie points to slot seamlessly onto the bills of Live at Leeds or even the titanic teenage getaway that is Leeds Festival.

Full Review >>

Head here to submit your own review of this album. Black Moth's second album opens with a riff that actually, genuinely, truthfully appeared on a Danny Dyer programme about Britain's 'ardest 'ard-nuts and actually, genuinely, truthfully has an ASBO for hurting people and their ears. Their first album had some big riffs, but this one is the biggest. The song in question is called 'Tumbleweave'.

Full Review >>

“I’m a rotting relic of rock ‘n’ roll,” sings Harriet Bevan of UK group Black Moth. Considering that they’re relatively new, they formed at the end of the last decade, that lyric might come as a surprise. However, Black Moth combines the heavy stoner riffage of Black Sabbath with the scrappy intensity of the Stooges. This is as close to raw power as it gets.

Full Review >>