…over the course of the ten tracks there are enough curveballs and surprise elements to lift them above the twee-core morass.
Like a band? Enjoy their music? Wish to listen to said band for a reasonable price at your local student union or other popular venue? Well you can’t. Live music is no longer in existence. The “gig” is no more…unless of course you’re willing to escape with several broken limbs, bodily fluids in your hair, a bruised face and ego and claustrophobia. Yes, I’m calling it: the “gig” is dead.
Time of death: the 21st century.
Place of death: Within the hearts of myself and other cynics.
Invigorating and challenging stuff, and a real shame it’s all too short.
Continue reading “John Chantler – The Luminous Ground”
that kind of sax sound and squeaky background singer routine can stay where it belongs, on Swing Out Sister, or Sting or Brother Beyond records
Continue reading “Destroyer – Kaputt”
Século do Progresso begins as a lament, albeit underpinned with some squeaks and blurps that could come from John Shuttleworth’s Yamaha effects button.
Continue reading “Telebossa – S/T”
a batch of pretty good, cleverly presented tunes, tunes that – if written by some young Turks, or if presented as the work of some post-post -modern subversive guru – could stand a chance.
Continue reading “Ian Bel – Fake Factory”
This is NOT the only experimental electronic LP to be inspired by Todmorden this year, curiously enough. What’s going on?
Continue reading “LJ Gregory – In A Constant State of Becoming”
it’s predictable dad radio rock of the highest order, and I like it.
Continue reading “The Donkeys – Born with Stripes”
All in all, a pretty enjoyable splurge of white noise.
Continue reading “All The Saints – Intro To Fractions”