Music
Read began his musical career with Current 93 and contributed vocals to the tracks, 'Benediction' and 'Malediction' on the 1987 album, Swastikas for Noddy. He aided Douglas P. on the Death In June album, Brown Book. He later appeared on Crooked Crosses for the Nodding God, a reworking of Swastikas for Noddy, with new tracks and arrangements.
In 1987 Read joined Tony Wakeford's Sol Invictus along with Karl Blake. Read recorded three albums and an EP with Sol Invictus before leaving to form the band Fire + Ice in 1991.
He has also been involved in musical projects with the bands While Angels Watch, Darkwood, Forseti and Sonne Hagal, the latter two projects in which he sang vocals in German. He has also collaborated with Paul Fredric of Asmodeus X and Alice Karlsdóttir in the neo-folk band Verdandi and sang a duet love song named 'The Unquiet Grave' with Ysanne Spevack under the artist name Mee.
Ian Read founded an all traditional folk band named Figg's Academy that played a couple of gigs, notably in 2008 at the Wave-Gotik-Treffen in Leipzig. The band was named after the bare-knuckle boxer James Figg.
In a concert, on the 28th of October in Pavia (Italy) in 2011, Ian Read said to the audience that he was working on a new Fire + Ice album that would be out in 2012. He also mentioned that Douglas P. and Michael Moynihan will participate to it. In concert in Prague (Czech Republic) on December 2nd, 2011 (playing before Death In June), he also mentioned a new album soon-to-be-released.
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