Author: Spirit of Gravity

Last light for the trip up

September 2025
The Rossi Bar

First on were Ban Hus. It was originally planned that they would go on last, but apparently they insisted on going on first, and looking at the stage I think that was probably the best choice. The entire stage is crammed with stuff, it looks like Steptoe’s house! When people are arriving they already have a drone going, and occasionally one of them goes on stage and tweaks it. I can’t even begin to describe all the stuff they have – I’d recommend looking at the video, and definitely checking them out at the December Splitting The Atom. So anyway, they start with the drone, which as the set proper starts it drops down to a pocket fan like buzz,  thickened out with a full on bass drone, some whirring, then some bashes on a rattly drum. This carries on for a while, with odd little noises seeping around for texture. There’s some rolling crash beater going on with a cymbal and the drone seems to get more intense, some kind of scrape gets built into the cymbal sound. A counterpointing glassy clank, some pinging, still that drone. Some small wooden block percussion, sparking, the drone turns into a buzz, distant bicycles ping their bells, and the drone starts to fade into static then comes back as something approaching a bassline part. Something sounds like a rolodex rhythm part, the bass feeds back in great rolling swoops. Intensity ramps up again, layers of noise, jangling bells whistling. I couldn’t tell by looking but maybe there is some looper action going in, it’s a hell of a thick noise for the two of them. Definitely a chugging delay pedal is getting some action. Eventually it feels like we’re going to lose the bass drone, it sounds like rain, everything lightens up, the rolodex carries on spinning. Ah, we slowly get into machine noises, grinding and repetitive, sheet metal scrape and the wind roaring. We get brief cameos from space whirrs, voices, traffic, distant funfairs end up on a loop. Again it all calms down, some subsonic rumbling, gentle clanking. There’s a hint of a sequence, maybe a bottle clank through an interesting rising delay, the possibility of a bassline returns, booming gently away quite low in the mix. A Morse code message bursts through the mist. There’s a swell of the machine noise again. Another burst of static, a crowd hubbub. It cycles through these. There’s some dialogue about cookies, a blast of delay and it ends.


In the middle slot was the return of Slow Slow Loris after something like 10 years. Starting with vocals fed through some kind of gurgle box, an insistent drone comes up underneath and we can start to make some sense of the singing. There is a shuffle of sandpaper scrapes to give some rhythm. The vocals find a looper and plenty of screaming delay. The drone gains some sawtooth edge and some heavy sweeping. The second track starst with an uneasy scraping tone, interrupted by a heavy machinery thunk, and a declamation. The scrape is back with the rest of the factory, a slow rhythm, lots of reverb, a nasty buzzing chug, and drop down to the thunk again, the voice and then back into the maelstrom. The vocals take on a yelp at the end of each line. And again the drop, this time with a stringy drone and a nice line of feedback. Next time round a proper sub bass drone brings everything back in. Everything gets thicker and thicker in the mix, layers of vocals, layers of drones, then a series of cymbal crashes and we’re in to the next song with a trace of that feedback again. This one starts with gloomy synth drones all Germany 1985, white hot piercing tones cut through the murk and voices. The vocal line leads through, dragging the corpse of a super slow rhythm and Siouxsie’s ghost, we get the vocals layering up into a Bulgarian choir and the voice declaims over them. “Alone”, “I’m tired” again (and how is this done) the drones start to feel super urgent, taking on cello intonations and deep synth tones. The next track starts with layers of male wordless vocals, over which she sings through some kind of backward effect, its creepy, trails of delay spiral off into dark corners, the voice starts ranting. The synth line feels controlled by a rigid square wave LFO: Up then Down, Up then Down, with a harsh trebly noise careering through the mid ranges.  The noise line spreads engulfing all, the ranting continues and ends a squall of delay and then everything drops into a sung line over a string-synth tone. Disorientingly we veer between the two parts for a while. Then we get into a creepy low gear bit, indistinct swarms of synth sounds growl round each other, no rhythm, but it’s not drone, the vocals stray into wolfish howl, its all a bit low bitrate, some crushing synth blunder in ramping up some pressure. Then down to seagull(?) squeak on a short loop, and the vocal FX thicken out to sold shards, and the foghorn hits, the synth judders back in. the vocals clarify then murk up again, then drop down to pure thin loveliness singing back to each layered other. The creepy voice “I didn’t sing”. It all fades out to end.


And to finish off the evening its Foreboding Formulas for Forlorn Foreskins, and with a name like that it has to be one of Simon Yorkshire (the host of Intox Extravaganza)’s acts. He started off in a T-shirt with a hand painted slogan on it. This will be a theme. It’s a duo, Simon chatting and Nik on synths, it starts with a fat bassy looping synth pad, “they call equal people” a Shepherd tone wails rising away in the background, then it batters into a chopping industrial rhythm and buzzing bass. Simon puts on another sloganed shirt. He starts singing rather than talking. The noise levels pick up whirling all around the bass line then a vicious drop into an on off bass, and nasty power-saw synth. Bashing back into the beat, then hot on its heels another breakdown, beat, breakdown and off on a D’n’B driving beat with a wobbly bassline. Simon moves around the various mics he has set up on stage, delayed or reverbed. Inner rhymes. Nik swerves off into TV theme land – but one with super-sized sub bass bins, the rhythm track starts to judder, Simon puts more clothes on. The temp slows into a head slapping hip hop beat. The synths are all textures. “Climb the social ladder”. We breakdown again, a lengthy one this time, with a slow shifting elongated bass. Little piping synth bips gently sway along. Occasionally a bit of a beat joins them. We go a bit tempo for a while, nice bassline, counterpointing synth riffs, a little bit of squelch. Then a marching snare riding a loping raw bassline intrudes and off we go into the hinterlands again. Simon his-self is quite layered up by now. Then Nik slips us into a raucous mess of noises drones, swirls, sweeps, mushes and Simon drops his last lines.



New release on the Spirit of Gravity BandCamp label: Remember Glaciers

Glacially evolving ambient music and memories of glaciers are the inspirations behind Remember Glaciers. This project of Jim Purbrick shares the memories of the last people to remember visiting glaciers, as improvised live streamed performances.

This performance recording, entitled ‘Ice Core (Rhône Glacier 2009 and 2024)’ uses fragments of Duncan Porter’s memories of two trips to the glacier, recovered from the past like bubbles of air trapped in ice cores. Glacially slow ambient soundscapes echo and fade, using generative techniques and granular processing.

Stream or download (£7) here: spiritofgravity.bandcamp.com/album/2025-07-13-ice-core-rhoneglacier-2009-and-2024

New release on the Spirit of Gravity BandCamp label – OGUNURO by GUN BOILER

The latest Spirit of Gravity Bandcamp label release is OGUNURO by GUN BOILER.

GUN BOILER represents the darkest sides of humanity; our shadow selves personified.

In this live selection of auditory panic attacks, GUN BOILER delivers an incendiary and unrelenting visceral experience – encapsulating vicious nocturnal disturbances driven by frantic and unhinged psychological warfare.

This release is an entirely live and unedited recording of pulverising performances at Spirit of Gravity (December 2023) and More Kicks Than Friends (March 2024).

‘This Gun Boiler is nuts!!! Some great sounds over the drums.’ – Cosey Fanni Tutti

Stream or download (£4) here: https://spiritofgravity.bandcamp.com/album/ogunoru

All proceeds will go to Mind in Brighton and Hove, which provides a range of advice and information, advocacy and support services to empower anyone experiencing a mental health issue to live a full life and play a full part in society.

It was a travelling show

August 2025
The Rossi Bar

Beginning the evening we had Simon Heartfield, starting with a booming super slow two chord bass riff, behind it build 3 separate arpeggios slowly way down in the mix some drums drift into play, and possibly some more arpeggios all tick-tocking away, weaving round each other, then there’s a puff of air and they mostly evaporate leaving just a couple, and the bass riff and drums and then the nick comes in dancehall style. This feels like a new song, with a syncopating synth riff, glassy cowbell and one of those lines that could be a voice or a synth leading the melody. There’s a short section where the beats go 4×4, but then it’s back to skipping along. Then everything falls away to a squelching and a new beat builds around that, ticking hi hats, white noise snare, the synth starts to ping very occasionally a kick booms. We get some more interweaving synth lines with emergent melodic appeal, and the drums syncopate up again, and we get some weirdly detuned synths, that break everything down and then when it comes back in weirdly fit. As it shifts into the next track the beat takes on that distorted 606 sound on the bass drum that’s all tone, it hits a groove for a while – there’s an offbeat, some work on the beat, rattling the cymbals and a delayed pinging piano line precedes a slow unfolding line that could be from Autobahn. An actual vocal sample, and ooh, that back to the fours on the kick, and some big buzz on a bass every once in a while. Steel pans bounce around the field of sound, followed by that pinging piano again. A filtered voice redolent of that long ago set by Mr Hopkinson’s Computer sings against the human sample, and it breaks down to just those two, before the next piece starts, a pretty broken beat, a stab here, hi-hat there, one note pings in, a horn. Building. A rattlingly fast hi-hat brings it all together and the beat rises to completion. And as it does, we get a breakdown… a little riff on sounds like a CZ organ is part of the puzzle. Another bouncing psychedelic passage with various short notes scattering about from different sounds sources, then a worrying, persistent one note bass line comes in banging away on the 16s, well just enough not to grab your ears, over this there is a riff that’s slow – the notes are fast but occasional – that gives even more interest. Then on to the next track, a bassline that’s all at the end of the bar, an indistinct vocal pad. The drums glitching up a bit for this one. A bit of a boing added into the bass, claps slap us. It’s a really detailed set of what I can only describe as ambient dancehall. It’s not really that, but points the mind in the right direction. Hmmm a little bit of a speed up at the end. Nice.


In the middle slot and coming from a very different place we had electroacoustic duo Partial Wave Child, flute processed through a laptop (I’m guessing MaxMSP judging by the way the flute seems to fall through the shifting effects chains). They start with flute thrumming long notes shifted two ways into low drones and spiralling curlicues of fluttering notes, it shifts into weird overblown notes and shimmering tones. There’s a nice flute line that gets filtered into shifting reverbs that thrum or stretch the flute into new shapes. a sound possibly derived from the flute gives a looping two note line that underpins things for a while, then something cello like is conjured up that ripples of flute lines cascade off. The flute layers up into loops or long delays, clean flute lines floating over the top. Breathy clusters give the loops some urgency as the layers shift into unease.  I zone out as the counterpointing flute lines – whistle, flutter squawk – work away against each other and the bass-y cello sounds. As befitting the beautiful august day it’s an oasis of a sunny interlude in a thick wood of chewy electronics.  Some proper bass issues from the speakers resonant and rich the loops shift against each other temporally and tonally, stretching, making new correspondences. The flute starts on longer notes, longer lines, the effects pitching them up into slow shrieks and having extracted those finding new beauties within them. Whirring breaths across the flute brings sweeping, shifting tones meandering across the background steadily deepening as we head to an end of shhshhing wind and abstraction, notes with all the flute extracted.


And finally we have Digital Roses, vocals and laptops, keyboards and effects. Theres a little bit of a sneaky start: a short song, just brief ramps of wispy bass and an introduction to the voice.  The second starts with string synths and a bell before dropping away to just a couple of lines of that delicious singing and we’re into “Under the sea”, one side of their excellent single. The bass drones slide in, breathe, and expand, the voice is looped, a bassline circling with higher lyrical lines over it. A ballad at the Spirit of Gravity? It winds out with fat basses and the refrain “that’s where you’ll find me”. The second track drops the bass even further, the subs getting to work. A chanted backing line from somewhere, the voice back straight in. a slow off beat hi-hat introduces rhythm, then clatters out while the bass whirls up and something starts grinding and it ends surprising us. Arpeggios introduce the next song, bass swoops and winds around that, machine whirrs slide around that, building a slurring twist, the arpeggio drops to bring a bass pulse in. Then kick drum heartbeats, buzzing bass where the hi-hats used to be. With that buzz comes the voice again, like being in a queue outside an old rave, while the person next to you is the surprising singer. At this stage I think the vocal effects have started playing so there is some improvising going on with those, but we don’t notice. Toy piano chopsticks temp notes start the next one with a two note breath organ line that hits the resonant frequency of the room, that fades and the voice brings it back like a harmonium, think Nico but a voice as expressive as hers was neutral, still stark but clear and bright. They keep it simple for this one, mesmerising, a slow evolution of the harmonium drones, towards the end there’s a little bit of processing on the voice. The penultimate track starts with big piano and string synths that give way to a bass synth and mid-tempo drums, it builds drops for the chorus, veers off for as creepy interlude and back to the beat. Hard rave buzzes disturb the background and we get some monster bass feedback through one of the delays. And then to finish an epic dub version of “Waterfall” the flip of the single. It starts with organ, whispered vocals, bass and flurry of sparkling arpeggios before dropping to bass and voice. Lo-fi beats murk in, and it builds sizzling buzzes, the swirl of synth and another drop to noises and voice before building slowly again. Every run through adding disturbing layers, the ecstatic swirl of the synths tumble down into loops of scattered vocals and a monster sub bass drone that incrementally forms itself into something like the bassline, the voice comes back in full, the bass just pulsing away, off noises scurry about the walls and it ends.