Jazz, funk, rap, hip-hop. Say this enough times and it begins to sound less and less like a recipe for disaster. Listen it enough times though and your initial impression was right. This is as awkward and as self-satisfied a record as you’re going to get – not falling bravely into either of the above camps, but instead teetering unhappily between cocktail schmaltz and over privileged urban muzak. ‘Questions’ is the fourth time out for Us3 debuting in 1992 not Continue Reading
The first I ever learned of Matthew Jay was from the giant overhead screen in the Oasis food area of the Meaodowhall shopping complex in Sheffield as he weaved his magical way through the dreamy, wintry video to ‘Please Don’t Send Me Away’. Why I have the memory of it at all – I don’t know – as I didn’t come across him again until I read his obituary in a national newspaper. What I do know is that I Continue Reading
They’re hardly going to use that title any further down the line, are they. Might as well now, the scamps. Goldie Lookin’ Chain are A Good Thing for pop music, belly-laugh fantastic, you know that (we’re not gonna get dragged down by their damn colloquialisms though, Oxford English all the way for us). They’re one of those curveballs, a magnified exaggeration of a vilified caricature rapidly turned C-list celebrity, an immoral danger to the Daily Mail readers amongst us, a Continue Reading
Sometimes, once you’ve said something hard enough, often enough, it begins to feel like it might not actually ring true after all. Oasis have done enough work themselves to make you seriously doubt the validity of it all, but ‘Definitely Maybe’ does remain one of the most significant records released in our lifetimes. It still sounds inspirational, it is without question legendary, with influence but without peer. It’s been 10 years, 120 months, more than 87600 hours (you carry on Continue Reading
26 year old Icelandic/Scandinavian beat boy Gisli is seems to spend most of his time in front of his eight-track thinking of something profound to say, and yet no amount of cute one liners on debut album ‘How About That’ ever amounts to the kind of slack-jaw genius of evident hero Beck. Populating your cut n paste cultural narratives with all manner of social outcasts, whether its junkies, hookers, evil lawyers, overweight bankers, television presenters (‘How About That? ‘I Don’t Continue Reading
For me the free-wheelin’ spirit of the 70s was best illustrated not by the self-conscious pogoing of punk, nor by the jerky post-modernity of new-wave but by gruff-looking men in beards, swinging their generous denim flares as they stood en masse singing songs about last trains running and hotels in California. – a fantasy as far removed from British Rail and Travelodges as their grizzly mutton chops were from decency. And these spaced-out mountain men had names too; names like Continue Reading
By rights and for all their faults, mention of Embrace should give the Q readers of this world a bigger stiffy than Chris Martin suckling on Noel Gallagher’s teat backstage at Glastonbury to the shake of Ringo Starr’s maraca. If only they didn’t keep fucking it up. But saying that presumes that they’re capable of not fucking it up. And maybe they aren’t. It’s a perception thing, largely. You think you hate Embrace. To some extent you probably do, because Continue Reading
Careful what you wish for, they say, because, they reckon, it might just come true. “Brilliant!”, you might utter squarely in return, missing the point but remaining perfectly snug in your ignorance. A genie bobbed cross-eyed out of a Guinness bottle and into the Dublin night a couple of years ago, stumbling into a hapless foursome wearing unimpressive stubble and busy putting the world to rights. The magical sprite, once he’d got their attention and knowing his rightful place in Continue Reading
Finding yourself in the company of The Vacation’s steely, irascible debut ‘Band From World War Zero’ is a little like finding yourself in the company of ‘The Return Of The King’ right after sitting through ‘The Fellow Of The Ring’, ‘The Two Towers’ and both Magic Harry movies. It’s not that there’s anything particularly wrong with it, quite the contrary, on its own and in its own right it’s fairly bloody marvellous. It’s really just a matter of timing. Likewise, Continue Reading
If you’ve been following this ball game since the whole Army of The Pharoahs thing got kick started with the Psycho-Social album in ’99 then you might really have seen the best of what these boys have to offer, but with guest appearances from undeground hip-hop luminaries Vinnie Paz, Sadat X, 7L, Esoteric, Immortal Technique, Celph Titled, Beyonder and King Syze this first full length offering from Jedi Mind Tricks protégés Planetary and Crypt the Warchild is as solid a Continue Reading