…it all feels about 30 years too late, it’s the sort of music that Ultravox, Big Country or The Alarm used to chart with in the early 80s. I wonder what people – outside of your weary scribe – think now.
Continue reading “Lonesound – The Great Outdoors”
You can imagine this lurid, restless music being a hit with film buffs and other solitary types… though it has a lot of space and a sense of occasion. Just don’t play it at business meetings.
Continue reading “Hectorina – Hey Hey Safety Man”
It’s old fashioned pop that manages to capture an audience without any ego or bluster. The singer has something of Marc Almond’s theatrical delivery too.
Continue reading “Johnny 5th Wheel & The Cowards – Nancy / In My Laboratory”
Imagine the ghosts of Flanagan and Allen brought to life – albeit their gentle vibe as pictured by a bunch of speed freaks.
Continue reading “Saint Max and the Fanatics”
The difficulty is with this sort of music – good songs or not – is that there have been so many bands ploughing this particular sonic furrow this past ten years. And it’s often difficult to pick out the ace in the pack. There again the LP is stuffed with good quality teen pop and I shouldn’t be looking to set agendas in reviews.
Continue reading “Call the Doctor – Hands Will Shake”
Like trying to get some surly teen to tidy their pit, you won’t get much change out of the enterprise if you don’t have a fair old vat of patience and understanding.
Continue reading “Bailterspace – Strobosphere”
Just like Divine or Lisa Stansfield, this music is not looking to beg or win any prizes, and that’s important in this Salem-like age of timidity.
Continue reading “Introducing Unmade Bed”
I suppose that the absence of any considerations apart from trying to make the best noise they can is what makes this music tick.
Continue reading “Blind Television – Demo(n)”
Fergus and Geronimo do seem to have a thing about the Romans; no less than three tracks are named after them. The same with aliens… both are depicted on the cartoon on the inner sleeve. I quite like this sketchy, Clinton-style daftness.
Continue reading “Fergus and Geronimo – Funky Was the State of Affairs”
I think we can agree then that this is a strange but beguiling record; content to live by its own insular rules, seemingly intent at carving out some peculiar nest in pop’s Yggdrasil.
Continue reading “Deep Time – Deep Time”