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14th MAR: OBLIVIOUS
– Goons And Masters (Transubstans) - None more retro Seventies flavoured
long hair ‘n flared powered hardrock (from Sweden). Touch of stoner-boogie
in there with the melodic blues based riffs and the Free meets Kyuss/Clutch
flavours that blend rather well with the liberal sprinkling of Sabbath
or Pentagram. All very very righteously Seventies, defiantly stuck in another
time and place. Big sound, tuneful sound, retro sound, they do it extremely
well – www.myspace.com/oblivionlkpg
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12th
MAR: EXTRA LIFE - Made Flesh (LoAF Recordings) - Made Flesh,
the second full-length release from New York ensemble Extra Life, has possibly
the greatest ending of any album, ever. It has one of the greatest starts,
too - a glorious gallop that captures the essence of the band in two minutes:
precision tribal/mediaeval drums, squirling analogue synth, some kind of
weird distillation of Paint It Black and a Peter Greenaway film,
and vocalist/composer/frontman Charlie Looker letting his East Coast-flavoured
chorister's voice take on a raw edge as it leaps through a vocal line straight
outta 16th century Europe.
The songs in between are just as good.
Like anything unique, Extra Life's sound is agonisingly hard to describe.
Almost as difficult as describing Cardiacs. Looker has gathered some of
the cream of the burgeoning New York experimental music scene, including
musicians from Ocrilim and Little Women, with violin and wind synth a seamless
part of the sound. Undoubtedly progressive, peppered almost casually
with mathy complexity, they seamlessly combine it with intense industrial
darkwave heaviness and richly gleaming 80s synth pop. The only bands
that even vaguely resemble them are Thinking Plague and Sleepytime Gorilla
Museum - otherwise, nothing compares. But in reality, the dark heart
of Extra Life is lost in time, sucking energy from around four hundred
years ago. At its core, their melodies come from Early Music (the
good stuff that happened just before proper orchestras were invented),
especially monastic plainsong, with its chilling tunes and strange vocal
acrobatics. This is not the classical music of later centuries, it's haunting
and sharper and wilder, a revelation to ears that find much of the classics
over-romantic and cliched. Somehow, European madrigals and plainsong seem
uncannily relevant to these stories of fractured, desire-wracked lives
lost in the cities of the American East Coast. Maybe it's a millennial,
end-of-days thing, maybe the crumbling edges of our shiny civilisations
know plague and poverty enough right now to make this connection. It's
not some sort of sonic decoration, this is not twee or folksy showing off
with crumhorns - its the vital messy energy that kept humanity going back
then, same as it does now. Sex and death, then.
One of the most satisfying parts of Made Flesh is the way all eight
tracks work together as a whole, balancing and contrasting. If ever
there was an argument for the idea of an album, this is it. Between the
elegant heaviness of The Ladder and Easter (driven by Nicholas
Podgurski's jaw-dropping drumming), there's the magisterial title track
(a touch of early Japan, via the middle ages), the exquisite delicacy of
Black
Hoodie and the quieter, darker empathy of One Of Your Whores
and wry modern troubadour's ballad Head Shrinker, They connect
with lyrics about desire, death, injury and healing, submission, pleasure...
Then there's the magnificent, slow-burning eleven minutes of The Body
Is True. Here's the culmination of the theme, obsession almost,
running through ***Made Flesh: that of flesh, body, mortality - in this
case, a hymn to striving for physical perfection, the futility of it and
a recognition of the urgency of living in the moment. Looker's lyrics
are as intensely physical and sensual as the music, and it's this that
give Extra Life ...well, life. There might be a decent number of complex
and adventurous bands around the globe right now, but so many are instrumental,
with a big hole where meaning and emotion should be. Extra Life feed that
need. More than that, these lyrics - like the music - stick in your head
and stand up to being picked over, and that's rare. Combining songwriting
like this and playing that's as close to contemporary classical composing
as it is to rock, the result is truly powerful.
Made Flesh is at once bolder and more accessible than the dazzling
Secular
Works (The Organ's album of the year 2009) - a little less subtle,
a little further away from the outer limits of experimentation, but wider
in scope. Each track is a masterpiece of elegant engineering and an almost
palpable, febrile physical energy: memorable, multi-layered, disturbing
even, all working together to make spectacular, irresistible entity.
I guess they've done
it again.
www.l-o-a-f.com
or www.extralifeblood.com
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12th
MAR: DIE! CHIBUAHAU DIE! – Bitch Songs (Stressed Sumo) – So what
have we here then? Urgent road crash of a band, bag loads of urgent
energy, Motorhead riffs - those riffs do sounds like Fast Eddie riffs,
that is a good thing of course. They’re from Cardiff, they’ve got
no time to hang around, songs that need to go places in a serious hurry.
Scathing hardcore rock ‘n roll scuzz ‘n high energy bite, non-stop course
of destruction, not doing anything new of course, but bands like this aren’t
about new things, they’re about energy, attitude and ramming everything
in there... Good good good... www.myspace.com/diechihuahuadie
ABADDEN – Sentenced
To Death (Rising) – Some kind blustered up stew of relentlessly generic
heavy metal served us a debut from this UK band. A whole load of thrash
metal bites and generic modern metal shapes all thrown together in to a
great big pot along with the kitchen sink and everything else. No hint
of any kind or original move or the indeed the merest slither of identity
or x factor, just an onslaught of decently produced, decently played generic
heard it all before far to omany times twin guitar thrash metal. Is there
a point to any of this? More generic thrash metal, lots of energy, lots
of bluster, none of the tongue-in-cheek attitude of Municipal Wastes of
this world, at least those bands do it with a retro smile on their face.
No, this is just a stew of every relatively melodic thrash metal band you
ever heard, all thrown in the pot without any kind of extra flavouring
or anything to make us need to ever play it again – which is a shame because
there clearly is a decent metal band trying to break out here, maybe next
time around then? Maybe now the debut is out of the way they’ll feel the
need to challenge themselves and add something new, there is a good band
in here somewhere... – www.myspace.com/abadden
11th MAR: I AM COLOSSUS
– I Am Colossus (Casket) - Another one of those super-slow growling grumbling
doom records that come along every so often, more of those super slow Sabbath
slices and what is this that stands before me? Figure in black with the
same old riffs? Rumbling on here for hours and hours, Super slow super
heavy doom and low-end growling and ugging and gnawing from ‘singer’ man.
They’re probably from Birmingham, let’s have a look... Yeah, right first
time. There’s one or two riffs that are maybe just a little too familiar
(really can sing the lyrics to ‘Black Sabbath’ at one point, did they intentionally
make that reference?). Most of the time this is powerfully heavy standard
issue regulation rule-obeying authentic doom metal - we’ve all heard
it (and indeed enjoyed it all before), crushingly slow doom and riffs that
take an hour to land in your ear and all that, I Am Colossus do it all
as well as anyone. I guess their real power is going to be found in their
live performance, standing there in front of their power and their mighty
riffs, not sure if you doom heads out there really need this album. Hang
on though, it isn’t until the rather excellent fifth track, In Ruins, where
they take a step back from the obviousness of the crushing riffs and the
vocal delivery and stretch it all out with some slow atmospheric acoustics
laced with whispered words – far more dark and powerful, as well as evidence
that there may just be more to this band. Actually this one track and this
different dimension might just make the whole album worthwhile, no sign
of a crushing doom riff until the last ten seconds of the five minute
piece of beauty that leads on to In The Name Of The Father, a track that
marries their original doom style to this new found (dark coloured) shot
of imagination – now if the album had started at track five, instead of
bludgeoning us with second hand Sabbath riffs and heard it all before St
Vitus moves, we just might have been a little closer to recommending this
half decent doom-beast of a debut album, most of it really is a little
too obvious, most of it done already, half decent though, damn powerful
- www.myspace.com.iamcolossus
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8th
MAR: LIARS – Sisterworld (Mute) - Liars, well documented around
these parts - front covers, interviews, bag loads of radio play and such
- we like those Liars lots around here. New album out this week,
today actually, hardly need our support now, seeing lots of positive acclaim
for this latest album, and rightly so. Been waiting for them to jump that
shark, they certainly haven’t with here with Sisterworld, nowhere near
any big ugly sharks. Not so much dragging you off to the forest this time,
more just starring you down on the main street and clubbing you there and
then, right there in the broad daylight... Who bothered who? What did they
do that? ‘Cause they could that’s why.... More of that menace that could
only be New York’s (or are they an LA band now?) ever brilliant, ever thrusting,
ever towering Liars.
Still sinister but now out in the open and riding the same train lines
as you, can’t say this is Liars best album, they‘ve all been their ‘best’
album, this is as ‘best’ as any of them - and each one goes off in slightly
different way whilst only ever being a Liars album. One of those rare bands
you recognise straight away, one of those rare bands that really don’t
sound like anyone else Notions of not being
afraid to die blowing in the breeze, carrying victims one by one, menacing
again – they’re really not this menacing when you sit down with them,
they are on stage though, like their music takes them over or something,
like they grow another foot and deliver their music from up above you.
First time I saw them, there it was, empty stage in a little venue and
this microphone in a stand in the middle – how high up is that mic? How
tall is this guy? Tribal and trance-like in a menacing kind of way that
isn’t really obviously tribal or trance-like (but is if you get the menacing
drift), and they’ve got those woods all over the artwork, just don’t ever
feel we’ll make it to those woods this time around. And then the soothing
beauty of the final track is almost too much after those scarecrows on
a killer slant and all the still seeing of an outside world with the proud
evolutions and the overachieving... Too Much, Too Much. No false promises
or throwaway dreams here, Liars exploring the underground support systems
created to deal with loss of self to society, Liars sounding as vital as
they ever have. Liars, like we’ve said before, are one of those rare rare
bands that you really should make the time to see and hear.. One of those
vital bands, a good thing indeed, Liars at their best again... www.liarsliarsliars.com
BLACK REBEL MOTORCYCLE
CLUB – Beat The Devil’s Tattoo (V2) – The BRMC running through their
alternative LA psychedelic blues based pop/rock once more, more of that
spreading your love like Jesus and such.... It was like Jesus back
when their demos were originally landing here. They never really built
on those early demos, none of the albums have ever really come with the
excitement of those early days. These days the Motorcycle Club sound like
a band happy to just be getting by doing what they need to do - no need
to take too many risks or anything like that. Guess those satisfied with
the earfood served up on previous Black Rebel Motorcycle Club albums will
be happy enough with the slightly glammy slightly psychedelic slightly
alternative modern pop rock that comes with a slight throb and a bit of
a stomp and.... well... They’ve always slightly disappointed these
ears, they promised so much more back in those early demo days, always
felt like they compromised to get where they are, smoothed things out a
little too much and unlike their one time leader, back when they were part
of the Brian Jonestown Massacre, sold out to the record company man and
took the safe option. Still, if you were happy with Howl and what-have-you,
you’ll be more than happy enough with this. Just another Black Rebel Motorcycle
Club album really – www.blackrebelmotorcycleclub.com
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7th
MAR: BURZUM – Belus (Byeobog) - Black wind of blackest metal
and back to blow some more after an eleven year hiatus and all that history
that comes with a new Burzum album. History that matters if you know it,.
but then again the history really doesn’t matter, in these times of a million
bands, it really is about what you’re doing right here right now. Eighth
studio album (is it really eleven years since the last one?) and that rusty
wall of corroded ambience they throw up is here again. Nowhere near as
ambient as before, it is that wall of anticipated atmospheric (almost melodic)
noise is there but Belus, in some ways, is a step back to the earlier days
of Filosofem or Hvis Lyset Tar Oss. Not a rehash though, it would be so
very easy to make a return and just rework old glories, churn it out, flog
some T-shirts, make some money – no, somehow that wasn’t ever going to
be the Burzum way. No no no, this really really isn’t about anything besides
the here and now and this new Burzum album makes perfect artistic sense,
this new Burzum album might just be the finest yet. Still a black metal
beast and a slightly disturbing wall of noise but this is more than just
that. There’s a genuine avant edge here, without abandoning the blueprint
and the marks of the beast that is extreme metal, there’s some genuinely
challenging almost orchestral noise here – hard hitting, abrasive and yet,
all at the same time reassuringly soothing and strangely disturbingly melodic.
Melodic and soothing in a hell is going your burn your black soul kind
of way storm of fire coming down on you manner. Growling vocals, walls
of riffs piled upon each other until there really is no escape, a relentlessly
big noise, a black wind that’ll suck you in, a transcending experience,
black metal yes, but a whole lot more as well. The most impressive Burzum
experience by quite some way – www.burzum.org
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4th
MAR: BATTALION – Underdogs (Silverwolf) - Real f**king heavy
metal anybody?!? screams the press release.... The album, in the legally
required dreadful cover, it is a legal requirement with 80’s sounding thrash
metal, there can be no other explanation can there? The album opens with
a brain-stretching track called Thrash Maniacs and follows that
deep analytical life-swerving piece of philosophy up with a second meaningful
punch in the face called Headbangers, oh yes, a band for the thinking
person. Amongst the eleven thought provoking titles you’ll also find such
lip-smacking prospects as Wings Of A Demon, Running Alone,
Bullets
and Death – wander what they’re saying here, what could it all mean
Cyril? What kind of name for a thrashing metal maniac is Cyril anyway?
No, nothing deep, nothing meaningful, no need for an in-depth lyrical analysis,
no chin-stroking needed here. Pull up a chair, enjoy the view (as Mythra
once said) we’re talking lowest common denominator, fight to the end, dumb
as a stick, proper, old school, 80’s sounding, no messing, straight at
yer, bullet-belt wearing heavy metal of the thrashing like a maniac variety
(all the way from Switzerland). We’re talking clasic retro-thrash
for Kreator heads who don’t mind just a touch of Accept now and again,
just for a bit of variety, on their days off from Exodus and Whiplash,
not too often, bit of Accept once a month or so, don't want to be getting
all arty or anything! Excellent stuff, they got it nailed just right, nice
one Cyril, real f**king heavy metal anybody?!? - www.myspace.com/battalionofficial
SHAKE IT LIKE A CAVEMAN
– When You Smile I see Your Fangs (Beast) – Hi Organ, I’m a one man
band from Tennessee. I live in a car and play a lot of rock ‘n roll, my
pals in Black Diamond Heavies lined me up with you, here’s a live recording
we made in France last summer, the album is pretty dirty, good for when
you’re drinking beer, Peace, Blake - so reads the delightfully scruffy
hand-written note on a piece of paper torn out of a book...
When You Smile certainly is dirty sounding, dirty fractured lo-fi scuzzy
street-blues and that authentic energetic low-slung broken bottle Seasick
Steve boxcar riding down at heel sound. These bluesmen probably get a little
annoyed with being compared with Seasick Steve and we can appreciate that,
we’re merely talking somewhere along the same vibe here, just a vague signpost
pointing you in the right direction so you can go find out for yourself
should you feel the need. Good album, bit of a Saint Silas feel, indeed
a Black Diamond feel, that rolling early days ZZ Top thing, damn fine album,
damn fine no messing lo-fi raw live real sound... Hope that car he lives
in is something good, something with fins on the tail and grit in the tank...
Authentic broken down no messing proper sounding old school blues is good
for your soul – www.myspace.com/shakeitlikeacaveman
2nd MAR: URAN – Uran
(Sulatron) – The classic taste of organic Instrumental space rock and forward
moving synthwinds all standing on a runaway waiting to take off in a rather
Hawkish nature. All instrumental slices and impressive fizzing swizzing
synth engines firing up like those classic Hawkwind sounds of the
vintage keyboard 70’s.... Space is indeed deep, energetic festi-punk
psychedelic space drive from Sweden, tasty slices of analogue spacefood,
more bites and slices than full flowing pieces, can’t better a classic
slice or two of authentically raw, real deal, dirty synthwind space rock–
www.myspace.com/urangbg
THE ARGENT DAWN –
A Blank Eternity (Rising) - You’ve got ‘singer’ man gargling Draino and
getting nowhere near being able to form anything like coherent words, you’ve
drummerman sounding like he’s playing with a nailgun, you’ve got regulation
extreme metal guitars buzzing away... Hang on, that bit was coherent, singer
man says he’s shat his diaper, that line was rather distinctive... Growl
grrrrrr, bluuuuuuuurgggh, gargle gargle, who the flip we got here then?
Debut album from The Argent Dawn, five pIece death metal outfit from the
Southwest of England who say they’ve been around since 2006... “Drawing
influences from bands such as Decapitated, Bloodbath and Aborted, the band
have been busy ripping off their death metal collection since their conception”
so says the press release... Well no, it doesn’t quite say that but hey,
if they have been busy writing this debut album since their conception
why the flip have they not come up with an original move in all of those
four years? Just what is the point in churning out more and more of this
same old predictable heard it all before extreme grindcore death metal
vomitary and regurgitation? Didn’t Napalm Death close the book on all this
stuff years and years ago? At least add little hint or two of an ingredient
of your own, a little finer print of something just a tiny bit different.
Oh look, same old thing, yet again, they do it well enough, as well as
any of the others, thing is the others have done it already and if there
is a point then you can go grab hold of it over at www.myspace.com/theargentdawnuk
1st MAR: VELVET STAR
– Velvet Star (VS) – Seven track mini album from the scuzzy glammy no messing
Yorkshire rockers. A straight forward, basic, no-frills, riffed-up, scuzzy,
glammy, muck ‘n bluster kind of thing for those who like it on the Cult,
Guns ‘n Roses, Stooges, Terrorvision, Wildhearts side of life – www.myspace.com/velvetstarband
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26th
Feb - Albums albums
ADAM DONEN – Immorality
(Walker&Orfang) - South African songwriter and acclaimed poet,
"blatantly, unashamedly influenced by Leonard Cohen....." and that really
is no bad thing is it? Not when that influence beings out songs this good.
“Cut your hair and straighten your spine: If you smile right you can preside
over the decline of a civilisation, And what more could you want?.”
“Adam Donen grew up in Cape Town, South Africa, the eldest child of prominent
anti-apartheid activists. He delivered his first poetry performance at
age six, reciting works by William Blake and Samuel Taylor Coleridge to
ANC freedom fighters inside Polsmoor Maximum Security Prison. Much as everyone
who heard the Sex Pistols' Manchester Free Trade Hall gig is said to have
started a band, so everyone who heard Adam would later become a cabinet
minister: audience members included Tony and Lumka Yengeni and Jennifer
Schreiner. Adam began playing guitar a year later. He moved to London at
eighteen, read English and started a band. His first project, garage band
Alexandria Quartet, toured the UK for much of 2006 and 2007, playing six
shows a week in grotty dives. Their music was violent and political, and
they channelled Old Testament-style hellfire at apathetic Blair babies.
After sixteen months of raging, burn-out set in. A spell of depression
and agoraphobia left Adam in an underground hovel in Hackney, disinclined
to leave the house or take visitors. There he set to work on new poems
and songs. He developed an obsession with the 60s band Love; upon discovering
that they based their string arrangements on Rimsky-Korsakov's Principles
of Orchestration, he duly devoured the textbook..... Around this
time, a mutual friend brought Adam to the attention of producer Robert
Harder this led to 2008's limited release album and poetry book As Our
Parents Slowly Turn to Clay, recorded in Harder's 2-Noise Studios. An orchestrally-tinged
rock album. And now ‘Immortality’ a second collaboration with Harder.”
Don’t really make the habit of just lazily reproducing artist biographies
and press sheets, does rather tell you the story so far though, or at least
shine a little introductory light on it ... And this really is a fine album,
rich in words and rather beautiful tunes, some of it simple acoustic wordy,
some orchestral warmth, all very much about the words and the lines that
keep on catching ears in their audacity of rope, words whistling on hard
through the fallow and the one good eye gone from the horse and divorced
from the tunes they’re marched from a conjurer’s hat. Just fine songs,
alive with the coming of Spring’s good words and let it all come to you
in the sigh of an hour . No remit to submit, you really have to listen
for yourself, burn your own Icarus tongue numb with the depth and Leonard
Cohen-like quality of a rather accomplished album... www.adamdonen.com
WITH CHAOS IN HER WAKE
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Treason (Rising) – Those Cookie Monster vocals are verging on the comedic,
sounds like there’s two of them growing away somewhere in the (almost ridiculous)
sludge and the stew that is the debut album from the brutally extreme metal
band. They’re from Hull, their certainly boiling up a storm, all rather
generic and predictable, a never-ending onslaught, an energy ball of (rather
predictable) violently extreme metal. Decent enough debut if you can deal
with the almost silly vocals and the predictability of it all, need my
extreme metal to be a little less obvious and maybe just a little less
silly - www.myspace.com/withchaosinherwake
THE DOLLY ROCKER MOVEMENT
– Our Days Mind The Tyne (Bad Afro) – Retro as retro can be sixties/seventies
groovy psychedelic pop, fried frazzled acid riffs and all those garage
sounds and, well decent enough if you like this kind of thing, nothing
you psychedelic garage-pop freaks won’t have heard before though – www.myspace.com/thedollyrockermovement
or www.myspace.com/badafrorecords
SWORN AMONGST – Severance
(Rising) – Third album already, the still rather young UK outfit are churning
out their rather regulation groove-orientated 90’s sounding Pantera-flavoured
relentlessly intense choppy thrash. They talk of stepping outside their
comfort zone, not really walked the talk though, once again they’re kind
of sounding like nothing more than half decent standard issue thrash metal.
They do it well enough, body-breaking relentlessness and all that... A
thrashathon of heard it all so many times before metal... www.swornamongst.co.uk
25th Feb MIDLAKE
– The Courage Of Others (Bella Union) – This is something a little special,
yes, I know, another album ans we're saying it yet again, but it really
it is. They’re from Denton, Texas, they've been a healthy word of mouth
reputation and an ever growingfollowing for a while now. From a small town
in Texas, they do have a touch of an English folk about their rich wholesome
sound though. A rich wholesome warm sound and some delicately crafted alternative
songs, I guess they do really sound North American (in a positively English
way though), or maybe just a worldly sound and feel all of their own? Less
keyboard based now and with more of an acoustic grounding – rich mellow
full-bodied songs, beautiful songs, alternative folk-flavoured delightfully-detailed
songs that glide and swell so well, everything here really pleasantly enjoyable
- there's even a trace of that Canterbury sound... Singer Tim Smith (no,
not that one) has a vibrant voice, he talks of 70’s electric folk-rock,
I guess that’s where Midlake are, not in any kind of retro way though,
this is very much a band and a quietly ambitious refined and hearty sound
for now. Rather recommended – www.myspace.com/midlake
or www.midlake.net
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24th
Feb - Albums albums, only the good ones though, back...
LONELADY – Nerve Up
(Warp) – There’s nothing on the album that’s as instantly beguiling as
that wonderfully organic experimental b-side that’s on Lonelady’s current
single, this is very definitely more of what you find on the fine a-side...
More of that pin-point Eighties sounding English art-pop birthed of Manchester
and all things musically good from those late 70’s/early 80’s experimental
days when pop, for a wonderful moment or two, ran in the direction pointed
out by Joy Division...
Here’s what we said of the first taste we had last week (for this album
is more of what we found on the fine fine a-side of Lonelady’s single Intuition,
here’s the single review, or at least the a-side... “Sounds like one of
those really good ear-catching left-field new wave flavoured pop singles
you’d occasionally catch in amongst all the dross on Top Of The Pops back
in the day. Sounds a bit like one of the better Comsat Angels singles (they
were good, won’t have a thing said against them) or a far more stable Grace
Jones (or Lena Lovich) messing with a healthy touch of Joy Division
(but not in that obvious way all those post-Franz boy bands think they
touch on Joy Division and somehow never do). Lonelady sounds nothing like
any of that really but you get the drift don’t you? Sounds like a
PiL single with Johnny handing over vocals to some kind of intriguing girl
who knows as much as he does... She’s Julie Campbell, she’s rather
good, this is excellent. Paul Morley said she was the love/hate child of
those Bunnymen, he’s right (and he is one of the few music journalists
that deserves real respect, always worth listening to) and this fine two
track just sounds like one of those strange left field pop singles you’d
find somewhere in the 80’s, one of those discoveries you’d love forevermore..
One of those classic singles you’ll talk about for years - like you talk
about that Ex Post Facto single or the first time you really heard The
Associates or got what The Fall really were or that single the Raincoats
once put out, or A Certain Ratio and... She’s from Manchester, of course
she is, thrilliant single...”
And the album is more of the same, not just a repeat of the same song and
the same idea though - fine variations on a thrilliant theme, each song
alive with a little bit of a personality that make it different enough
from the next, all of them could be classic singles, no filler, no let
down, oh how we feared the let down after the thrill of the single. Sometimes
you hear a single, rush to get hold of the album to find it was a one off
moment of stand-out excellence and the rest is.. Not here,
any of the tracks could be the next single and we rather think you need
to go explore the fine art of Lonelady as soon as you can. Proper intelligent
challenging 80’s flavoured art pop cleverness, awash with personality and
colours of her own.. Being clever is sometimes very good (and do pleaswemake
every effort to get the current single Intuition just for the b-side Bloedel).
Lots of music about right now, we’re swamped with it all, do make time
for Lonelady.. www.myspace.com/hiholonelady
KING KOOL – Vampin
(Oilbug) – Standard issue low slung scuzzy biker garage rock ‘n roll, including
a regulation cover I Wanna Be Your Dog. The Stooges cover pretty much tells
you where this two piece are at, dirty deviant sound, biker road-trip scuzz
and the American dream off the rails via the Fens of England and a dose
of Brit-rock grit. www.myspace.com/king_kool
or www.oilbugmusic.com
22nd Feb - JASON &
THE SCORCHERS – Halcyon Times (JCPL) – Nashville’s legendary cow-punk
trail-blazers back with their first album of new material since 1996. They’re
maybe a little more restrained and mellowed out and a touch more middle
aged and genteel these days, still enough of a rocking edge to that cow-punk
country rocking twelve bar blues sounds of theirs though. A little more
in the middle of the road with their barroom country cowpunk, still the
very real gritty raw country rocking deal though, gracefully maturing like
a good Southern sipping whisky – www.jasonandthescorchers.com
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17th
Feb - Albums albums, only the good ones though, we don't review any old
thing around here, we listen to everything, we only bother with those worth
your time and our space...
ELECTRIC ORANGE –
Krautrock From Hell (Sulatron) - Classic Krautrock as it would sound if
it really was to be from hell? The bubbling orange fires of Krautrock hell?
The devil’s own prog rock cauldron bubbling and boiling away? Fluent Krautrock
flavours fused with an organic-sounding analogue-driven old school prog
rock undercurrent. Meaty keyboards, instrumental warmth, well actually,
not so much of a prog rock undercurrent as we journey in to the heart of
the German band’s latest album. This is full on no messing kraut flavoured
proper prog rock, alive with the honeyed hum of Mellotron, the realness
of Farfisa, Hammond and a whole stew of glorious vintage analogue keyboards,
synths, Lesleys and ‘analogeffekte’ in their gloriously Seventies flavoured
(mostly) instrumental cauldron. A front line cutting edge mix of prog,
kraut, space rock and all richly blended so that Electric Orange have a
warm identity all of their own. They’ve been around since the early 90’s,
their entire catalogue is worth your time and ears, this latest album might
just be their best yet. Rather recommended and if this is hell then bring
it all on - www.myspace.com/abgelaufen
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15th
Feb - THE POSTMARKS – Memoirs At The End Of The World (Unfiltered)
– Creamy girl fronted soul drenched goodness. Songs that have a touch of
the Burt Bacharach in the lush arrangements and the way they flow, some
of that Sundays, Cardigans cream and best of all the pop sensibilities
of St. Etienne. Tie your shoes, put on your poker face, don’t tell me you
don’t love St Etienne style (Northern) soul-drenched creamy girl-voiced
pop. She as a gorgeously easy voice, a slightly art-house sixties movie
aesthetic (and they got the album artwork spot on). Cute, melancholic,
uplifting, breezy, lucidly smooth... they’re from Miami, they sound a little
French, a little English, they sound just right, all pulp fiction and the
fine art of sunny daydreaming indeed... www.thepostmarks.com
or www.myspace.com/thepostmarks
MUSÉE MÉCANIQUE
– Hold The Ghost (Souterrain Transmissions) – From Portland Oregon with
a delightful debut album. Simple quiet unassuming bits of musical treasure,
a whole string of them, all glowing and ornate and cleverly detailed. Songs
held together by a frame of acoustic guitar and a simple quiet voice, songs
brought to life by a collection of vintage instruments, elegant details,
simple folk touches, slight orchestral flourishes, glockenspiel, melodica,
accordion, cassette player (so it says on the instrument credits) and all
with just a hint of an uncluttered electronic heart somewhere underneath
the gentle delicate glowing quite and rather gloriously beautiful songs.
A rather different album, a gloriously beautiful quiet unassuming album,
a delight... www.myspace.com/museemecanique
or www.souterrain.com
EXHIBIT A - Portrait
in Rhyme (Rising) – According to the press release we once said they were
“puss-burstingly good”. We probably did, sounds like the kind of thing
we might say around here, guilty m'lud, thing is there’s so many of these
screaming extreme metalcore puss-bursters flying past our ears these days
that they all kind of blur in to one great big ball of dark green and purple
extreme metalcore puss ‘n bile. Can’t honestly remember ninety nine percent
of them longer than the time it takes to put the CD back in the case and
for all the bluster and the energy, the aggressive intent and the blistering
attitude, there’s really nothing that radically new or different going
on here with Exhibit A’s debut album. Nothing to have us remembering this
for much longer than all the other KillSwitchAvengedthingies. Not that
this is a bad album, more that Exhibit A have made yet another screaming
bloody blur of extreme metalcore gore, another spewtum of big riffs, violent
low-end screams and whatever else they feel like throwing in the blender...
They’re not bad at it, their blend is better than most and if we were to
be left in a room with nothing but this then things could be worse, the
production might not be quite as slick as the big (usually North
American) guns but Exhibit A are as good as any of them. And yes,
the Stoke-On-Trent band have a raw edge and a brutal blistering delivery,
they hint at a need to do more than just this same old thing, there are
little twists of hope, stabs of a slightly different nature in their with
their mostly standard issue modern metalcore stew. And they kind
of peck at your head after a while, seven or eight tracks in and you’re
really wanting a change in texture, a little more than just the tiny hints
of light and shade... And you’re kind of thinking shouldn’t yer screaming
man have finished regurgitating his dinner by now...? Ah, acoustic
guitar, we’ve hit the emotional meaningful sensitive bit, hang on though,
the change of pace lasted for something less than half a minute, the bad
fish shouty man had for tea has struck again, more puss, more projectile
metal, more bluurggggg and... Oh look, as raw streetwise extreme
metalcore goes this is better than most, as low-budget band-fighting-against-the-odds
debuts go this really isn’t bad. Exhibit A have taken some time to actually
come up with their debut (is this really their debut? Press release says
it is, all a blur, one big metal blur of a thousand soundalike bands who
all dress the same, look the same, pose the same for the band photo, are
you sure they haven’t put out an album already?). Oh look, better than
most at doing (mostly) the same old thing, little hints of a need to be
a little different somewhere in their blend, good luck to ‘em, hopefully
they get that puss all burst and cleared up and yer singing screaming man
gets over the stomach cramps and they build on this not bad debut
album... Now get it out of here and let me get back to that Extra Life
album...
If this thing you’re reading now was one of those glossy rock mags we’d
give this album a 7 out of 10 and tell you the best tracks are at the end,
that Death of Love suggests that now they’ve finally got over the hurdle
of getting the debut out they might just come up with some extreme metalcore
that does challenge things. There are signs here, Death Of Love is the
stand out track, Death Of Love is way beyond the mere adrenaline rush and
the puss bursting, Death of Love suggests Exhibit A have more to come...
www.myspace.com/exhibita
ACTNOIR – Shape A
New Start (Eibon) – Not sure where the new start they talk of shaping is?
This is slick slick generically slick, more all too slick electro-rock
darkwave goth-pop slickness somewhere near A perfect Circle or H.I.M with
maybe just a touch of Depeche Mode and no real identity of their
own. Cones in a purple cover with a man looking at the tears falling on
to his outstretched hand and if that idea excites the spiders in your pretty
head then here’s all the links you need, I’m off to eat cheese or do something
useful – www.eibonrecords.com or www.actnoir.com
NITZER EBB – Industrial
Complex (Major) – New studio album from the long-standing Essex industrial
outfit. Fifteen years on from their last studio output, this is a clean
cut machine-driven beat-infused set of industrial-pop Depeche flavours
for those who want them. Further investigation via www.nitzerebbicp.com
14th Feb - SANKT OTTEN
– Morgen Wielder Lustig (Denovali) - A soothing relaxing gliding
instrumental cruse in the calm rewarding waters somewhere between Boards
Of Canada and a relaxed, unhurried, no need to rush along any kind of autobahn,
Kraftwerk. A refined blend of easy on the ear post rock and mellow electronic
krautrock flavoured ambient flow. Instrumental glide, gentle graceful warmth,
subtle shape-shifting as they cruise by, all rather good in a mellow tangerine
coloured dream of a way, all nice and cleansing and deep breath, inhale,
enjoy... warm and luscious synthness – www.denovali.com
or www.myspace.com/sanktotten
STERBUS – Chi Ha Ordinato
Gli Spinaci? (Self Release) – Sterbus appears to be a person, could be
the name of the band as well, he is the only consistent in the line ups
on the different tracks. Certainly feels like a full band and even though
the vocalist, and other personnel, keep changing, the whole thing flow
as one definite whole. Those of you paying full attention, will have heard
the rather fine Sterbus version of Dirtyboy on the Organ radio show,
a Cardiacs classic of course and an excellently interpreted version. That
version isn’t on here but that Dirtyboy side of Cardiacs is, not
a clone, not a copy, just a subtle positive influence in there alongside
the healthy hints of Radiohead and the genuine need to push it all a little
and be genuinely different. Opens with a rather fine slice of Oceanland
World, Kinks flavoured pop restraint, there’s some rather beautiful moments
here, a charming set of songs, some graceful details. Song For Elliott
is a stand out, don’t really notice the thirty-eight Beatles song titles
that pass by somewhere in the lyrics too much. At times, when the pace
picks up there’s an alt.rock American flavour, once again only positive
flavouring and this collection of nine songs really does have a feel that
isn’t that obviously like anything or anyone else - well a moment or two
might be sailing a little close to Radiohead, Ice Cream Coming and
such... Rather enjoyable album from Italy, rather good, and that
version of Dirtyboy is rather special – www.myspace.com/sterbus
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