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Body, money, power; that’s how this feisty Brooklyn collective described the band’s upcoming album, ‘Talk About Body’ in a recent interview with Amelia Magazine, and it’s as good as place as any to start. Taking its cue from the clipped, deliberate beats of post-punk revivalists like The Rapture and its wordy, boundary bashing, bra-snapping, tampax-trashing ethos from 80s New Wavers the Tom Tom Club, tunes like ‘Credit Card Babies’ bristle and fix with all manner of funk and reggae chops, Continue Reading

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The well-carbonated spirit of acid-house, the slinky, well-oiled rubric of classic boogie-cop jazzsters like the James Taylor Quartet and the punchy brass lungs of disco – it’s all brewed up and served with the most vibrant of cocktail umbrellas by the funky George Fortadis as ‘Something Freaky’.  The titles themselves should give the game away: ‘Spot On Phunk’, ‘Disco Life’, ‘Get Down Boogie’ and ‘Makes Me Wanna Scream’. It’s no pastiche by any means, but record’s affection for the flair-flapping, Continue Reading

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Don’t really know much about the band and a quick look on their Twitter page yields few clues. They’re feeling ‘totally absorbed’, working on new material that sounds a little ‘heavy’, have just been to the gym and like seeing a little bit of snow from time to time. It’s not Lennon’s ‘In His Own Write’ or Nikki Sixx’s ‘Heroin Diaries’ by any means but then what else do you expect from Kings Cliffe? Technically Fenech-Soler have yet to bother the Continue Reading

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Instead of the complacent vanity of a band insisting they can’t be pigeonholed, I’d like to imagine Robert Wyatt, on being asked where to place the type of music he has helped produce for ‘Ghosts’, simply shrugging and saying ‘Oh, anywhere you’d like really.’ His work is so often stylish and technically polished yet suffused with an aura of absent minded beauty. At once mainstream, jazz and outsider art, he continues to plough a happy furrow through the music scene Continue Reading