Deutschland, Deutsche –California, and now, Deutsche-Ormskirk. And nowt wrong with that!
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The Leg – Oozing A Crepuscular Light
What does mark the album out is a demented energy, it often feels like a twisted soundtrack to an old black and white slapstick short.
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Goodbye cruel world
Leaping off very high structures seems the only sensible course of action for JLS fans, although, as Stephen Watt found out, it’s less enjoyable when it involves a relative.
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Fear and Loving in Heaton Park – Home is the Hero
In a city where takeaways are the front line in a turf war, our epicurean chronicler is forced to seek sustenance in an unforgivable place.
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Gary Numan Splinter (Songs From A Broken Mind)
Dark thought this record is, it’s not depressing, and it doesn’t bring you down. Cathartic maybe, listenable definitely. Loveable? Very probably.
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Le Guess Who? Utrecht, Sunday, 1/12/13
Rather Copeland reminds me of one of those outsider artists like Ferdinand Cheval or Henry Darger, people who mindmap and create huge, mystifyinig edifices of work; stuffed full of weird curlicues and cul de sacs.
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Le Guess Who? Utrecht, Saturday, 30/11/13
Haines has this very expressive way of playing keys too; he hammers through the notes, pressing the keys like he’s battering through some Mozart concerto, using his playing to signal changes of mood and pace.
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Le Mini Who? Utrecht, Saturday, 30/11/13
So imagine me drawing a shiny sun and a green field getting ploughed up by a bloody great big tank with “heavy metal groove” written on the side. Katadreuffe were that good. Savvy?
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Le Guess Who? Utrecht, Friday, 29/11/13
5am felt like anytime, not tired, but totally wired, chatting onto old pals and lost in this alternative reality bubble that Fat White Family had blown. They’re one of those bands that could – quite easily -make you not bother about anyone else, ever.
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Le Guess Who? Utrecht, Thursday, 28/11/13
But for most of the crowd, I wonder if they were just here to stare at Mark E Smith. His status is becoming like one of those First World War, “last survivor” veterans they used to inappropriately wheel out at remembrance ceremonies a few decades back.
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