Holiday Ghosts - a prolific four-piece of musicians and friends bring their hip-shaking, head thrashing, raw and upbeat energy to their recordings and unforgettable live shows. The result is unadulterated and unclean, unabashed and uncompromised. As drummer, Katja Rackin, and guitarist Sam Stacpoole, share lead vocal duties, their voices come together as one with dispersed harmonies, often joined by rhythm guitarist Ben Nightingale, and grounded by Morgan Lloyd-Mathews tastefully simplistic bass grooves. Call it garagy, jangly, rock n rolly, indie, punky, poppy, whatever you wanty.

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Since the birth of the band they have played iconic stages throughout the UK and Europe, from Latitude Festival to Left Of The Dial, from Dot to Dot to Misty Fields from the Pyrenees mountains to the chapels of Chester. They’ve toured with top acts such as WITCH, BODEGA, Shannon & The Clams, Juan Wauters, Black Lips, The Bug Club & more.

Melbourne’s Delivery have made a name for themselves with their brand of caustic, mutant garage-punk that sounds like the sun-baked desert vistas that populate Mad Max films (according to Brooklyn Vegan at least).

It’s been a hot sec since they returned to the EU/UK, and even longer since their last release - 2025’s “Force Majeure” via Heavenly Recordings, which plays like its title suggests; an unstoppable force of an album that hits like a battering ram and doubles as a calling card from your new favourite rock’n’roll band.

If their electric live show is anything to go by, Delivery aren’t ones to sit still for long, and with a run of sweaty bandroom shows on the cards it’s a safe bet to assume they’re up to something... what exactly that is remains to be seen.

Over the past three years, media puzzle have released four scuzzy post-punk albums and two blisteringly short, high-energy EPs. Residing somewhere between Suicide’s dark

minimalism and Uranium Club’s eccentric edge, the project’s last two albums earned an exclusive vinyl feature at Rough Trade and a strong 8.0 rating from Pitchfork, praising the project for its “DIY batter of post-punk and no-wave idiosyncrasies”

Cosmic exploration. Spiritual transformation. Unbridled spontaneity. These are the guiding principles of Pigeon, a psychedelic five-piece rooted in the English seaside town of Margate, yet making music that transcends borders. Their debut album, OUTTANATIONAL, is a thrilling collection of party songs without limits: think William Onyeabor in outer-space or early Hot Chip making motorik afrobeat in a 70s New York loft. Building on a string of acclaimed EPs that have been playlisted on 6Music and led to coveted live slots at UK festivals like Glastonbury, Pigeon have evolved out of Afro-disco territory into something moodier. It’s an expansive record laced with heady krautrock, post-punk and punk-funk, indebted to the power of the groove and questing to find the meaning of home. Pigeon must fly.

Rare and Deadly cracks open a decade-long vault of raw nerve and sonic chaos from A Place To Bury Strangers. Spanning 2015–2025, this collection of demos, B-sides, abandoned experiments, and forgotten fragments reveals the band at their most unfiltered—caught between breakthrough ideas and beautiful mistakes. Pulled from Oliver Ackermann’s personal archive of late-night recordings, blown-out tapes, and half-finished sessions, these tracks pulse with the unruly energy that has always defined APTBS, but here the interference is closer, the electricity more dangerous, the edges left jagged on purpose.

Across these recordings, you can hear the evolution of Ackermann’s restless mind: riffs mutated by malfunctioning pedals; songs born from gear pushed past its limits; delicate melodies overwhelmed by walls of feedback until only their ghosts remain. Some pieces feel like prototypes for future chaos, seeds that later bloomed on studio albums. Others are dead ends—ideas too volatile, too strange, or too personal to ever fit the frame of a proper release. But together they form a secret history of the band, a parallel world of possibilities that existed just outside the spotlight.