A Place To Bury Strangers

Listening to New York's A Place To Bury Strangers is a bit like sniffing at a fine wine: "Mmm, a bit of My Bloody Valentine"; "Yes, definitely some Jesus and Mary Chain there"; "Ahh, the faint whiff of Helmet"; "Mogwai, maybe?"

From this you will gather that APTBS have but one setting - 'ferocious aural assault' - which could in itself be the name of one of the effects pedals that frontman Oliver Ackerman designs for a living. Essentially, the entire stage is his workshop, with every song destruct-tested to the nth degree. Once you've had your ears blistered by the likes of 'To Fix The Gash In Your Head' or 'I Know I'll See You', you'll know that you've been at one of the loudest, most frenetic gigs of your life.