ASHEVILLE - An Asheville brewery is amping up its two taprooms with the opening of its new concert venue and the debut of a rocking new music festival. Burial Beer Co.’s annual Burnpile music and beer ...

When I can't take it anymore, I write a letter to Burial. He lives in South London (I think); he is in his late 20s (I think); he is a man (I think); his music is distributed by Hyperdub (this I know) ...

New music from Burial could be with listeners imminently if a tease from XL Recordings is anything to go by. Ringing in 2024 on New Year's Day (January 1), the label shared a snippet of audio ...

Earlier this month, XL Recordings hinted that a new release from the enigmatic producer was on the horizon. The teaser arrived in the form of a 14-second snippet of music which appeared to be a new ...

Burial's latest EP has a wispy, vaporous quality, evoking a liminal space between events, a present moment all about suggestion. The 12” vinyl EP, with a total playing time in the range of 20 to 30 ...

Next year, the Flenser, the label dedicated to way-out heavy music, will release Your Voice Is Not Enough, a new tribute compilation dedicated to the Minnesota slowcore greats Low. We’ve already ...

Burial wasn’t about to let Daft Punk have all the unmasking fun. The London producer has posted a rare image of himself on label Hyperdub’s website. Though Will Bevan previously shared a photo himself ...

Burial, the enigmatic wizard of anonymous lo-fi electronic music, has taken to Hyperbub's website to post a selfie and pen a thank you to his fans. Aside from the selfie, the note also came with a ...

The teaser for new music came in the form of a post online, where the label shared a 14-second snippet of music – appearing to be a new track from the elusive South London artist. Shared on XL’s ...

Nearly a decade after Thom Yorke, Burial, and Four Tet first collaborated on a pair of tracks, the Radiohead singer, dubstep pioneer, and electronic musician have reunited for a surprise 12-inch ...

A few years ago, during what would be my last of four frigid Minneapolis winters, I noticed a ritual had embedded itself into my evening commute. I was reporting for a local newspaper at the time, my ...