You’ll have seen those videos, no doubt, where some cheeky fun-filled scoundrel drops a mint into a bottle of diet coke and then stands back bursting with glee as the contents erupt into a ridiculous torrenting geyser of foaming cola excess (and if not, get thee to You Tube). You’ll also be familiar with the standard can of whoop-ass we presume? Here’s one with a ‘Citrus’ shoegaze twist shaken firmly between the legs for an extended period of time, at Continue Reading
Without knowing exactly what I mean, I’d say that ‘abc123’ is an album for headphones and art installations; it’s a Japan CD sticking in the machine and sounding great for it; an angular and insistent set of eight instrumentals on an album just shy of twenty minutes long. Stefan Schneider of the Berlin trio has claimed that the impulse behind the songwriting was to construct pieces ‘in an alphabetical sense’ by arranging midi files on the computer in a graphical Continue Reading
A funk-soul Irish band that dress down their sweet and often saccharine polished power-pop midget-gems with no end of expletives and references to coming. And on the other side of the pond , the Scissor Scissors – a funk-soul American band that dress down their sweet and often saccharine polished power-pop midget-gems with no end of expletives and references to coming. Ever seen the two of these together or am I just paranoid in thinking that Mick and Dave Pyro, Continue Reading
Was “Keep Reachin’ Up” by Nicole Willis and the Soul Investigators one of the great word-of mouth successes of 2006? Haven’t got a clue. But it says that here. The ‘word’ never slipped out of my mouth, I know that. Lilly Allen, Arctic Monkeys and Youtube surely had more ears burning. Having said that I do recall something rolling off my tongue to the effect that lead-off single, ‘If This Ain’t Love’ (Don’t Know What Is) – remixed here by Mr Scruff – Continue Reading
Am I the only one that found Metric’s breakthrough single ‘Monster Hospital’ to be infuriatingly average, deficient of a punch-line and somewhat akin to No Doubt trying to reclaim The Clash’s iconographic ‘I Fought The Law’ for a generation that can’t dance very well? And not in any post-ironic clever-clever come-out-the-other-side-cool kind of way. I hope not. It was a shame considering much of the album from whence it came grinded by as clean as a club lit in neon Continue Reading
If Film School’s eponymously titled debut album, released back at the start of 2006, was considered to be operating somewhat under the looming grip of Interpol’s vast shadow – and to a point, although not exclusively, it was – then turning up a few months after the strikingly morose New Yorkers’ latest and bravest release (though perhaps not hippest) they’ve got the same battle to pull the shapes that will distinguish them as a unique enough proposition to give a Continue Reading