An Archive of Incendiary Magazine 2002 – 2017
This show is one of the best I’ve seen from the Bunnymen for yonks, maybe the last decade and a half. The reason? Well, there’s just something in the air, as Thundeclap Newman so quaintly put it.
Continue reading “Echo & the Bunnymen, Rats on Rafts, Tivoli Oudegracht, Utrecht 8/5/14”
Laraaji set up a Zen vibe – his famous “internal orchestra” no less, and matters got way out; we were lost by some rippling brook, wandering through a collective unconscious. Mrs Incendiary said “this is what cats dream when they’re happy”.
Continue reading “Le Guess Who? May Day – Utrecht 24/5/14”
Needless to say the room loved it; and an incredible moshpit of slumming academics, street scruffs from Amsterdam, earnest vegans, journos in love with cheap booze, rentapunks, music bizz types and Antwerp scallies threw each other around with total abandon. Jeez, even one of the academics John Robb had given an ear wigging to was making selfies behind the vortex of flesh, sweat and cheap Aldi beer.
Continue reading “Cultuur Barbaar Festival Leiden 15/5/13 – 17/5/13”
Suu often sounds like some high gloss mid-eighties record – the sort of Art of Noise mash up, albeit that bit weirder, more in tune with the whacked out world of the Residents; a high gloss chart-bound Residents.
A magical dark folk record that’s certainly worth your time, especially if you are feeling meditative.
Continue reading “Sangre De Muerdago / Novemthree – Braided Paths”
It’s this feeling of elegant, Bohemian chamber pop; the sound of suede and crushed velvet and absinthe in the afternoon.
Continue reading “Blood of the Bull – Bend Over”
Two Magpies slips and slides all over the place; check out the disorientating rhythms on the title track – it’s like an elfin, modern take on Ruth White’s Flowers of Evil.
Now, normally I have a real issue with listening to bands that look like lad bands. They pop up as if freshly baked off a conveyor belt. Imagine; every day, different trainers. Bleugh.
One minute bone splintering noise, the next a Spanish loon wearing boxing gloves miming to Beyoncé.
Continue reading “WOTNXT and Narrominded present – Knollen en Citroenen, Qbus, Leiden 12/4/14”
No, it seems that Mecano (Un-Ltd) have come back from lord only know where, with a sort of Bismarckian determination to ensure that they are remembered, and put back on the cultural map.