Month: November 2010

‘Remnin Park’ – a fictional love story about two people whose two worlds will forever keep them apart, a story of separation that might well have described the 25 year musical divisions within the Toronto band itself. Michael, Margo and chums were never your standard ranch stash; too much weary ethereal melancholy for that, two-parts dusty Americana to three-parts gothic with bucketloads of creepy psychedelia thrown in for good measure. It was band pulling in two directions: the familiar and Continue Reading

To be honest I have really no idea what ‘glitch’ is. I have a vague understanding of what dubstep is (with some prompting), but to my reckoning this about as remote from traditional R’n’B as the Seychelles Islands are from Morecambe. When I think of R’n’B I think of Otis Redding, Sam Cooke and even, god forgive me, the likes of Beyonce Knowles shaking her booty and busting her lungs about lurrve. It’s about enormously virile black men with tongues Continue Reading

I grew up listening to indie music and now if I were to listen to, say, the guitar part of an indie song I could probably fill in the kind of bass and synth that would be accompanying it, and the same applies to just hearing the synth part etc. African guitar pop, however, is a different kettle of fish. I am almost always smitten by the conflagrations of rhythm and at how each instrument tries to break away from Continue Reading