Kind Adora @ Junction 7, Nottingham - LeftLion magazine

With the current music scene offering up a choice between art school cool and floppy haired, thumb sucking posh boys it comes as a relief to see that Junction 7 has served itself up tonight as a halfway house for the great, the gorgeous and er, Deadtime Stories.

First up on the three band bill are glam puppies Shard. Having arrived late into their set it is difficult to get a full grasp on this band, but initial impressions reek of Marilyn Manson-esque dirty glitter rock, spliced with the dizzy charm of The Cure. The sound is controlled and distinctive, but nerves are something Shard need to conquer. With style as strong as theirs a bit of showmanship would enhance an otherwise promising new band.

Showmanship is certainly an area Deadtime Stories need no help in. Cock rock to the core, these boys play a set as tight as their leather trousers. Singer Jay Cooper has a nasal sneer like Axl Rose, but the urge to throw bottles of wee at him are disturbed by the sheer joy of Darkness style 80's hair metal nostalgia. A meaty reworking of The Beatles' Day Tripper is a highlight.

Finally, King Adora. Arriving to rapturous applause the brummie quartet rev up opener Drag before soaring into this infectious, beefed up T-Rex sound-a-like. Bionic is a spiky sonic stab, showcasing the talents of Robbie G, the coolest bass player since Paul Simonon. Smoulder explodes into life and, as with Suffocate, gets a huge response from the lively crowd. New material is played; Backstage is a sleazy anthem in waiting, Diamond in the Rough a catchy slab of rock n roll.

Kinky faced flouncer Maxi Browne is a great front man, resembling a horror show Madonna circa 1984. During set closer 9 Inches of Pure Malice he struts manically whilst a chunky riff rips open this gutsy adrenaline fuelled classic. It's a fact paced performance with habitual passion and attitude from the band.

There is a resilient spirit in King Adora that refuses to let corporate gobshites and snotty press hacks dictate their fate. Facing difficulties that would send other bands into meltdown, they're surviving- louder, harder and more relevant than ever.

Original article here.