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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.
Continue reading “Fear and Loving in Heaton Park – Home is the Hero”

Dark thought this record is, it’s not depressing, and it doesn’t bring you down. Cathartic maybe, listenable definitely. Loveable? Very probably.
Continue reading “Gary Numan ­ Splinter (Songs From A Broken Mind)”

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.
Continue reading “Le Guess Who? Utrecht, Sunday, 1/12/13”

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.
Continue reading “Le Guess 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?
Continue reading “Le Mini Who? Utrecht, Saturday, 30/11/13”

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.
Continue reading “Le Guess Who? Utrecht, Friday, 29/11/13”

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.
Continue reading “Le Guess Who? Utrecht, Thursday, 28/11/13”

Azmari songs are primarily aired at celebrations such as weddings, and on the whole this seems to infuse the music with a bubbly, positivist air. The lyrics can get naughty, or sound slightly surreal to Western ears, but it’s all part of the fun.
Continue reading “An introduction toTerp Records”

And many quiet souls will love main man Olof Caarls for casting himself as the carefree and sometimes melancholy gallivant; a young chap who is happy to play to the gallery using any populist trick.
Continue reading “Long Conversations – Jonathan, C.A.”

Frankly, Lucrecia Dalt ruined the rest of the evening for Incendiary. The bar was set too high and anything after this was a coda to what went before.
Continue reading “Rewire Festival Den Haag Day Two 9 /11/13”