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Flicknife Records

Morgellons have been causing a stir playing around the live music scene in the South of England and further afield for the last 4 years. The band signed to Flicknife Records, with debut album ‘The Memory Of Echoes’ released in 2013, this was very well received, gaining a 9/10 review in Vive Le Rock magazine, and Morgellons featured at the Rebellion festival amongst others, the following year.

The follow up album, simply titled ‘Morgellons’ is out in June 2017, and again released on Flicknife.

‘Morgellons’ see’s a natural progression in the bands songwriting ability, with their new songs developing into broader styles, but still retaining that distinct post-punk feel.

The guitar work by Josh Pinto is particularly outstanding, and the rhythm section of Geraghty & powerhouse drummer Mannie Zerafa have developed a style of their own, with strong tribal-like beats, mixed with a powerful, and at times, lead bass.

But the icing on the proverbial cake is the vocals, sung by the powerful, yet sometimes soulful voice of Vincent Mahon.

‘Morgellons’ is released on 2nd June 2017 on Flicknife Records, available at all usual outlets, digital downloads from – 

Four Go Mad In Northampton. And A Little Bit Nutty In New Cross

Well that was a busy Morgellons Saturday and no mistake!

First we travelled to the beautiful county of Northamptonshire and the Tannerfest, where we met some lovely people, heard some great new music and played to a warm and enthusiastic crowd. Thanks to all involved, particularly to Justin for inviting us, and to the PA folk who really knew what they were doing and gave us a brilliant sound. In these days of corporate sponsorship, “glamping” and other assorted nonsense associated with the festival scene, it’s lovely to get back to what it should all be about: great music, an inclusive, welcoming vibe and the chance to enjoy some of the finest countryside our sweet island home has to offer. And as if all that wasn’t enough, every penny raised at Tannerfest goes to charity. Forget Beardie Branson’s Benevolent Dictatorship V farce, and leave Uncle Eavis to his swarms of weekend earth warriors and wannabe wood-nymphs cavorting the the cow dung; if you want to find the true festival spirit, it’s here. So if you’re a band put your name forward for next year, and if you’re a punter go and support it. It’s that simple.

Then we hit the road in the Morgs-mobile, heading back to the smoke and the welcoming environs of dear old New Cross for more fun-filled, fund-raising shenanigans at the New Cross Inn, where we were honoured to be part of a fantastic all-day event raising money for Mat Sargent’s Sex, Drugs and HIV charity. There were so many great people involved, including the management at the New Cross Inn who gave us the venue for free, all the bands and performers who offered their time and effort so willingly, and all the people who showed up, paid on the door, bought raffle tickets and helped to raise nearly two thousand pounds for HIV/AIDS awareness. Special mention in despatches to the seemingly indefatigable John Youens, whose idea it was in the first place, and to Fleagle and all the members of the South London Punk Collective who worked so hard to make it such a memorable and worthwhile day. And of course, much thanks to our stage manager extraordinaire, the one and only Comrade X, who kept things ticking over with military precision while somehow still displaying the patience of a saint. Bravo, Comrade!

It’s moments like these that make being in a band the best thing ever. My week ahead flies by on the memories of past weekends and the anticipation of those to come. And as I sit here typing this, knowing that I should be vaguely threatening my gaff with the vacuum cleaner and sorting out some laundry, I consider myself very lucky to have this band as an outlet. I’ve met so many brilliant people, made new friends and re-established contact with old ones, played all over the country and shared so many great times – and one or two dodgy ones. And at the heart of it all, there’s a little voice that says to me “Fuck it, never grow up”. That’s advice I can happily take.

A Morgellons Weekend


Friday. The Hope & Anchor. A solo spot is probably the toughest gig you can do. It takes a big personality to own that stage, grab the audience’s attention and keep it for the duration of your set. Fortunately, Comrade Exhas no problem doing just that. His folky-punk take on a range of classic tunes demands audience participation, and he gets the crowd singing along in fine form. And when Noel from Menace joined him for a rousing version of GLC, the place went wild. My only criticism of the set would be that it seemed far too short and went far too quickly. Nice one, Mr X.

Next up were KNOCK OFF, who hit the ground running with a blistering set of visceral, take-no-prisoners street punk. Hard and fast, and with more hooks than an Abu-Hamza lookalikes convention, they never fail to deliver the goods. And most importantly, they understand the need to underpin their attack with a tune. Keep an eye on them, they’re well worth checking out.

Morgellons went down well with a vocal and appreciative crowd. And based on the audience response, we’re on the right track with the new material. Watch this space…

Menace Punk at the Hope & Anchor is always going to be a safe bet for a good night out, and tonight they didn’t disappoint. They always do a good show, but here on their home turf, they were incendiary. And that fact that after nearly forty years on the road, they’re still writing new and fresh material rather than resting on the laurels of past glories, shows they are still a force to be reckoned with. All in all, a great start to the weekend.

Saturday. The Barn. Down to the wilds of Hampshire and the Barn in sunny Southsea. Unfortunately, I arrived too late to see the Xtraverts, but from all accounts, they played a tight set of old school punk gems. However, I did get to see The Flying Alexanders. All I can say is that they were brilliant, and quite simply one of the best bands I’ve seen in ages. With an original sound and a great frontman who has more than a hint of soul in his vocal delivery, they’re one of those hidden gems on the live circuit that deserve a wider audience.  Plus, as an added bonus a certain Mr Gaynor joined them onstage for a killer version of Search and Destroy.  Absolutely stunning.

Again, Morgellons acquitted ourselves well. It cannot be overstated how important it is to have a good crowd, and the Pompey mob were certainly on form, with plenty of singing, dancing and general leaping around like a shower of loons. What a great bunch of nutters they are, and what a great venue the Barn is. Such a shame it’s going the way of far too many small gig venues in the UK. It’ll be missed.

Menace kicked up a storm as ever, and powered through a set that bought the whole evening to a most satisfactory conclusion. A great band, and a throughly decent bunch of folks, it’s always a pleasure to gig with them. They embody everything that’s good about the live punk scene. They walk the walk and talk the talk, and long may they continue.

I think we’ve got a bit of a break now, with one or two rehearsals penciled in for writing new material before the next batch of live dates. It’s weekends like this that make being in a band the best thing a bunch of middle-aged chancers could ever do. Thanks to each and every one of you who come out and support us in particular, and live music in general. For every venue they shut, we’ll find another one. If we keep going, they can’t stop us and we will not be silenced.