Magazine

YHWH Nailgun [yah-way] unleash the album, Magazine, their first release on 4AD. Based in New York, YHWH Nailgun have built a reputation on music that is visceral, immediate, and impossible to neatly categorize. What began in 2020 as the raw collision between vocalist Zack Borzone and drummer Sam Pickard has since evolved into a full four-piece alongside guitarist/producer Saguiv Rosenstock and synth player Jack Tobias. Their new album Magazine further sharpens the band’s uncompromising vision. Across 10 tracks that unfold in just 11 minutes, Magazine pushes YHWH Nailgun’s sound into even more skeletal and immediate territory. Opening with the slow fade-in of ‘Ghost of Love’, the record feels less like a conventional album than a fragment pulled from an endless transmission. The band balances chaos with precision: frantic guitars, bruising percussion, air-raid synths, and Borzone’s now-unmasked vocals, delivered with a newfound clarity that brings his surreal, religiously charged imagery into sharper focus. Magazine was previewed last month at C2C Festival NYC with the band performing the record in its 11-minute entirety before abruptly exiting the stage. Known for their dynamic and volatile live shows, the performance generated equal parts confusion and excitement. While their acclaimed 2025 debut 45 Pounds introduced the band’s feral intensity, Magazine strips away abstraction in favour of something even more direct. Pickard’s drums are leaner, Rosenstock’s production more exposed, and Borzone’s lyrics-filled with visions of blood, serpents, God, and the Devil-take centre stage. Despite the extremity of their sound, the band approaches their music with instinct over self-consciousness, building what they describe as an autonomous creative world unconcerned with trends or reactionary impulses. Rooted in improvisation and the pursuit of “quick bursts” of inspiration, YHWH Nailgun continues to refine a sound that feels both confrontational and strangely transcendent – music that resists definition while fully committing to its own singular language.