Month: April 2005

Last we heard of Miss Lorson was 1993’s darkly expressionistic mood record, ‘Piano Creeps’ with partner Billy Cote. It was a good album, sensitively compiled and executed but a little lacking in the actual ‘songs’ department, so it comes as a pleasant surprise to find Mary in robust lyrical health and chirping as sprightly and as brightly as a nightingale once again. So what’s changed? Well, there was the birth of Mary and Billy’s son, Roman and Mary’s recovery from Continue Reading

Without Lennon’s crazy stream of ramblings on ‘Come Together’ and some funky loops, it’s questionable whether ‘Kinky Afro’, ‘W.F.L’ and ‘Loose Fit’ would have ever seen the light of day. But who knows? In a strange parallel universe where everything is four-sizes too large and weird bods on E’s shuffle up and corridors with a pair of maracas, they may well have happened regardless. And whilst there’s no denying the source material – two-parts acid house funk to one-parts shoegazing Continue Reading

That I Am Kloot’s John Bramwell practically shares a post code with fellow weariest, Damon Gough is no bad thing, being that our broad alternative universe is tragically short of cynical northern bastards intent on wreaking the glummest of havocs on the usual lyrical romance and knocking sevens bells of stout out of the traditional parlances of rock. There aren’t enough misanthropes in the world, so what few there are, we really ought to cherish. By the band’s own admission Continue Reading

As the influence of the alternative 80s, New Wave and its offspring turn from retro resurgence or media-fanned fad to genuine unit-shifting modern movement, it’s sad to see that few have seen fit to update its code. If even off-the-map electro innovators Warp have signed up their own rule-following New Wave act, what hope can there be elsewhere? Tom Vek’s singles thus far have matched up sound swabs from PiL, Talking Heads, New Order and Peter Gabriel amongst others and Continue Reading

“I Love Eating Pussy”. Shakespeare said. Donne said it. You said it. I said it. But we still didn’t expect any of these guys to say it. Why? Because poets don’t talk like that. You’d have to be a line short of a stanza to think they did. But maybe we’re all a line short sometimes, because this is the way people speak and this DVD is the gods honest proof of it. Never thought poetry had anything to do Continue Reading