Ever wondered what it would be like letting a dozen or so monks loose with Pro Tools and a copy of Cubase? Well your idle fantasies have been quietly answered in the form of ‘Spokes’. First meeting at school in the early eighties, Andy Turner and Ed Handley of Plaid have long been spinning and refining their diverse and considerable yarn for abiding forefathers of modern electronica, Warp Records. So it’s quality assured, as far as we’re concerned. No doubts Continue Reading
If one and a half minutes is good enough for the Bellrays, then it’s good enough for me, so here goes. Loud, messy, bluesy, filthy, dirty, growly, surly, heavy, mean, moody and totally, totally uncompromising. On paper it looks good. On paper it looks like everything rock n’ roll should be: quick, painless, brutal and satisfying. Tony Fate’s whirligig guitars spirals out of control to a satisfying degree just below that of the absurd and Lisa Kekaula’s lusty, soulful blast Continue Reading
Without words and without safety nets, Mogwai are can still pack the London Astoria two nights on the trot? How do they do it? James Berry has the answers …03/11/2003 We don’t like change. Only when there is none we inevitably lament its absence, as if the flipside is always worth aspiring to more. Long gone are times when these bullish Scottish post-rockers struck you between the eyes like a spitting Mount Vesuvius jutting crudely into a pastel mainstream. They Continue Reading
Mathematically speaking, you’d expect that something that was eclectic would stretch further than something that was not, by the logical reasoning that there is more to go around, less cause to scrape the proverbial barrel. Wouldn’t you? Of course you would, although there is also the pitfall that perhaps you would be tempted, by the reasoning that there is indeed plenty to go around, to avoid unnecessarily digging deeper. And here lies both Fort Lauderdale’s strength and weakness. 14 tracks Continue Reading
Formed in the spring of 1998 by Vito Roccoforte and Luke Jenner and inspired by punky new-wavers PIL and Televison, The Rapture typify the avant-garde New York DIY garage thing going on at the moment. Like Le Tigre, you could be forgiven for thinking you’ve suddenly fallen for all the synthetic charms of dance. Not the Kylie Minogue kind of dance, you understand, the cool kind. The kind of phlegmatic sonic sizzle you find in dodgy downtown bars on the velvet Continue Reading
Tales From The Dark Side: for some an atrocious little known supernatural thriller made for TV in the 1970s. For Basement Jaxx – the conceptual basis for their pumping nightmare follow-up to the camp if delicious ‘Rooty’ release of 2001. The candy-coloured magic-house of that album, ultimately giving way to horra-house. Darker, more urban but every bit as mischievous and furtive than either ‘Remedy’ or ‘Rooty’, ‘Kish Kash’ was always going to be a bit of a mixed-bag, tune-wise. Caught Continue Reading
It begins with a surly glimmer in the still, heavy darkness. Like Nick Cave observing his own brow furrowing in a small mirror, lit by soft candlelight, surrounded by acres of black. The fringes of this image are charred slightly, worn away like the spine of a well-thumbed, handed-down volume, and such a respectful impression gives it an air of classicism. This is an overwhelming display of capability for the mere opening moments of a debut album. And then the Continue Reading