Archive for the ‘Rock’ Category

Black Country, New Road is a London-based six piece and Athen’s, France is their first single proper.

It is a journey in itself. Detailing ‘a spectacular return to bad form; a romantic encounter; and a chronic fear of intercourse’ – it is a labyrinthine slice of indie oddness that, over six minutes, changes direction at every corner with a vocal delivery that sounds like Steve Albini meets Jarvis Cocker.

We’re not sure what to make of it, other than we can make no sense of it at all. We like it. It’s like scrambled eggs in musical form and that, we think, is a very good thing indeed.

Try it here.

 

  1. Flat Worms – Shouting At The Wall
  2. Cass McCombs – The Great Pixley Train Robbery
  3. Low Life – The Pitts
  4. Weyes Blood – Andromeda
  5. The Brian Jonestown Massacre – Cannot Be Saved
  6. Grim Streaker – A.D.D.
  7. Potty Mouth – 22
  8. The Cowboys – Somethings Never Change
  9. Arre! Arre! – Anthem
  10. Shana Cleveland – Face Of The Sun

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Matt Shapiro’s new six song EP Fade In comes barreling out of the gate with Rockaway Girl – an ultra catchy blend of reverb, distorted synths and pulsating percussion.

It fizzes through just over three minutes of indie-rock perfection and is a perfect tune to kick off the weekend.

Go bounce around the bedroom!

 

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We’ve followed the chameleon like career of Beth Jeans Houghton with great interest ever since we saw her supporting Phosphorescent in London a few years ago. Since then she’s had the Hooves of Destiny and, more recently, the Du Blonde moniker – complete with an altogether heavier, grittier sound.

She will be releasing her second album as Du Blonde titled Lung Bread For Daddy via Moshi Moshi on the 22nd February, and it is described as a meeting in which her previous two albums, 2015’s Welcome Back To Milk and her debut Yours Truly, Cellophane Nose, take a seat at the table and make amends. Veering wildly between proto-punk, psych rock and the wholesome song writing of the 1970s.

The first single is the autobiographical Angel, referencing the end of a relationship with someone who promises a lot, but delivers very little.

Watch the self-directed video for it below. Pre-order the album here.

 

Timothy Showalter, aka Strand of Oaks, has been through some dark, dark times recently. Times when he felt certain his songwriting days were finished. It was a fact that the therapeutic experience of making records was often short lived, leading him to bouts of depression, and after 2017’s Hard Love, he found himself spent, determined that he would never write songs again.

Thankfully, he says on his website, “Unbeknownst to me, four members of My Morning Jacket and Kevin Ratterman booked studio time to record songs I didn’t think I’d ever write. But they believed I could and pulled me back from the brink. At last, the songs came – and quickly morphed into everything I’ve ever worked toward as this band.

The first taste from Eraserland, his sixth studio record, is Weird Ways – stream it here, and pre-ordering options are here.

 

Ohtis – Curve Of Earth

Posted: January 15, 2019 in Americana, Country, Folk, Music, Rock
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Following the release of their 7” single Runnin at the tail end of last yearOhtis have announced the release of their debut album Curve of Earth on 29th March and shared an excellent new track Rehab.

As his Bandcamp page says, the beautifully dark country-Americana and vivid lyricism on Curve of Earth is a fitting introduction to songwriter Sam Swinson’s autobiographical journey through indoctrination and addiction; an endlessly inviting confession from his past battles with substance abuse, and the religious demons lingering from his upbringing in a fundamentalist evangelical cult.

Have a listen to both below. Order the album here.

 

 

Having been fortunate enough to cross the pond for SxSW a couple of times, I got a surreal case of deja-vu when I arrived at Coventry Central Library on Saturday night. In Austin, seemingly every available venue than can host live music is utilised and I saw gigs in churches, restaurants, shops, cook-out BBQs, and even front rooms. Entering the library felt just like that, just in the midlands not Texas. Anyway, up three or flights of stairs to a floor, filled not unsurprisingly, with shelves and shelves of books. A stage had been set up in the middle of the room and a small trestle table sold bottles of water for a pound. I’d missed the support band (The Maitlands, which was a shame as they’re really rather good), there was no bar, and positioned between large print fiction and reference tomes, not a whole lot of atmosphere either.

Given the above, you would think the odds would be stacked against Dublin’s Fontaines DC, our favourite discovery of last year, but thankfully the room quickly started to fill, the band clearly on the radar of Coventry’s alternative kids too. They took the stage in a suitably low key fashion, tuning up, hopping off the stage and then a few moments later drifting back on again before being joined by frontman Grian Chatten. Between songs, they are a band of few words, and Chatten prowls the stage nervously looking for all the world like one of the caged big cats at the zoo that endlessly circle the outer limits of their enclosure. He didn’t have much in the way of space either – it wasn’t a large stage – but nevertheless he made the best of it, pacing back and forth, plucking at his shirt, his lip, his hair, eyes roving restlessly over the now full audience.

Each time a song starts though, it is a completely different story. All the nervous energy, agitation, restlessness and adrenalin are channelled into a series of snarling, ferocious blasts of pure punked up rock’n’roll. Big is a snappy, jackhammer of a tune, and the savage put downs of Chequeless Reckless is an early highlight. Sha Sha Sha is a too-short, visceral slab of proto-punk, while Liberty Belle with its opening line “I love that violence that you get around here” just ups the ante and the bar even higher. On through the slower Lotts, and almost Joy Division like TV Screens, and even despite the muddy sound (as the library dispensed with any notion of “quiet please” by turning the volume up way past eleven to distortion levels), the crowd are swept up and along in the band’s thrilling and uncompromising world.

As the set begins to draw to a close Fontaines DC roll out the big guns – Hurricane Laughter is a repetitive, addictive barnstormer like punk smack, and the feral, frenzied Boys In The Better Land is, if anything, even better. Finally, latest single the needling, provocative Too Real ends the show with a flourish of pogoing and (sober) sing-a-longs to the chorus.

Is it too real for ya?

Behind me weighty tomes hurl themselves unbidden from the shelves. For them its all been too much, a library is no place for such shenanigans, but for the rest of us, Fontaines DC have just given us the clearest possible indication, and vindication, that they’re the real deal.

We’d love to give you the dates for their April tour, but no point, all sold out. Just catch them when you can…

 

 

 

 

 

And here’s one from The Maitlands

 

 

Back with a bang – no less than fifteen corking new tunes to check out from last week…

  1. Sleaford Mods – Kebab Spider
  2. The Coathangers – Bimbo
  3. Mercury Rev featuring Norah Jones – Okolona River Bottom Band
  4. Ryan Adams – Manchester
  5. FIDLAR – By Myself
  6. Meat Puppets – Nine Pins
  7. Stella Donnelly – Old Man
  8. Beirut – Landslide
  9. PRIESTS – The Seduction Of Kansas
  10. Cherry Glazerr – Wasted Nun
  11. Abjects – Never Give Up
  12. Ex Hex – Cosmic Cave
  13. Adia Victoria – Different Kind Of Love
  14. TOY – Mechanism
  15. Wintersleep – Beneficiary

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

There must be something in the water over in Ireland – following on from the excellent Fontaines DC and Silverbacks, we now have some intense, brooding post-punk from Dublin’s The Murder Capital. New single Feeling Fades is a song with menace aforethought…

Have a listen.

 

We’re very much looking forward to Sharon Van Etten’s upcoming album Remind Me Tomorrow (out next week) and the latest track from it is Seventeen, a warm, fuzzy folk-rocker that reflects on her experiences of New York, now and back when she was a teenager.

It is a kind of love letter to the city – nostalgic and romantic, but also touched with the cynicism that comes with growing older.

Down beneath the ashes and the stone
Sure of what I’ve lived and have known
I see you so uncomfortably alone
I wish I could show you how much you’ve grown

Listen below.