An Archive of Incendiary Magazine 2002 – 2017
Frahm used a layer of felt in front of the strings to dampen the keys’ sounds so his neighbours would not be annoyed by his playing. …The result is a spectacularly romantic and mysterious album.
Continue reading “Nils Frahm – Felt”
There’s a lazy insouciance about the whole thing, not to say an underplayed grandeur
There’s something very appealing about this record and like the first faltering, precocious steps in any creative enterprise, those moments of early revelation are always ones that stick in the mind.
Continue reading “May Days – By Appointment To”
As usual with remix LPs there a plethora of confusing sounds and remixer names to negotiate but I can safely say that after a slightly quiet beginning BINS settles down to be a powerful record.
Continue reading “Alright the Captain – BINS”
I can imagine a lot of people not liking it or dismissing it as another Chillwave record but there’s something quite ingenious about the steady, methodical way in which this LP gradually wins the listener round.
Continue reading “Sun Glitters – Everything Could Be Fine”
I love the vibe on this Trunks record; it’s really playful
Continue reading “Trunks – On The Roof”
…they enjoy parading their preference for the psychedelic and stoner, they sing “’68, ‘69, ‘70, ‘71, ‘72”, and the girl singers voice is coy, pitched carefully between some folksy Sandy Denny-ish chant and or a choirgirl take on White Rabbit.
Continue reading “Hi-Fiction Science – Hi-Fiction Science”
Like a talented student producing a fair imitation of Las Meninas, Ruby proves he has something of worth, but the observer (or in this case listener) waits with interest whether he can fully escape the spell of the original master work.
Continue reading “The Sister Ruby Band – In Cold Blood”
Throughout this record, sing-along melodies and shadowy guitar effects give a feeling of some sixties spy thriller, it’s all a bit Maigrait, a bit Tony Bennett, a bit (don’t laugh) St Etienne taking on Johnny Cash.
Continue reading “Funeral Club – In The Fire”
Flamenco – something I really do know jack shit about – seems on repeated listen to this record, to be a medium that allows a great deal of expression through accepted or pre-defined sonic rituals and pathways
Continue reading “Pedro Soler & Gaspar Claus – Barlande”