Richey Edwards once said that he hated Slowdive more than Hitler, and while the benefit of hindsight may render the comparison a tad unfair, you could certainly argue that they have a lot to answer for. As well as the slew of obligatory reformations, shoegaze reluctantly reared its head once more around 2007, offering a whole new generation the chance to feel like they’d taken a bit too much ketamine and fallen asleep in a microwave. Enter Ringo Deathstarr, the Texan pedal-botherers now on their fourth album.
Matthew Neale 