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Somewhat cruelly cast aside by the phenomenally successful XL Recordings in 2003 (one time home of Basement Jaxx, Lemon Jelly, White Stripes, Raconteurs, Prodigy, Tapes n Tapes et al), Dubai’s Christian Craig Robinson proves that the vast majority of ‘vital’ and ‘happening’ of things are not occurring in the most ‘vital’ and ‘happening’ of places. His third album release on his own ‘Faith and Industry’ records is a beautifully freaky jumble of shamelessly upbeat and effervescent electro-pop (‘Go Go Go’), Continue Reading

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The whole idea of a ‘prepared piano’ sounds a bit preposterous, and not least a little pompous, but what do you expect of a man who has studied classical piano for ten years, played ‘rapturous’ support to Iceland’s off-kilter experimentalists, Múm and lives in one of those secluded and darkly animated forests more traditionally associated with Bjork videos and the Brothers Grimm. So what is ‘prepared piano music’? Well it’s not the kind of thing your average Blue Peter presenter Continue Reading

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Glasvegas – Glasvegas

If it’s ever all too easy to get something, if there is no sensing that first impressions are the start of a relationship rather than the extent of it, then bailing on bands can be the only logical subsequence. Like it or not, there will be empty t-shirts masquerading as zeitgeist surfers forevermore, practicing the fine art of mimicry. In distrusting – if not directness or immediacy – just plain obviousness, you protect yourself against effectively diving in the shallow Continue Reading

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The shoegaze phenomenon has, if you could raise your retinas high enough to see, recently enjoyed somewhat of a re-birth, or at the very least a re-run, like a resident spirit still trudging the halls endlessly, gaze locked on his shackles – perhaps its actually just that we’ve all become perceptive mediums of late. Rising like an agoraphobic phoenix from the flames, started in the London club Sonic Cathedral and marked most recently by My Bloody Valentine’s reignited and victorious Continue Reading

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You know when you’re up there, right up there, on the lip of elation? You daren’t think there could ever be a purer happiness, you’re like a dog with his head out the window of a pimped monster truck thundering down the north face of the Eiger, endorphins whistling through your whiskers like darts of pleasure. Thomas Tantrum look pitifully down on you and your stunted emotions. You make them sad. What are you, dead inside? This is a remarkably Continue Reading

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On the basis of her classy debut album, ‘Words Came Back To Me’ we said the 15 year-old’s songs were of such precocious, able-bodied wisdom that she could qualify for a free bus-pass and help with her winter-fuel bills, and we haven’t changed our mind. Still only 16 and still rustling up note after note of silky, soft downtempo and feathery, astral jazz, ‘This Storm’ makes a marked, but not dramatic departure from the cosy sophistication and Starbucks froth of Continue Reading

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Difficult to imagine that The Vines began their career in the dancey, fruity, stripey enclaves of cult rave independent, XL Recordings when their ‘Factory’ seven-incher became NME’s ‘Single of the Week’. Since then, it’s been a bit of a mixed bag, the band pioneering 2002’s garage-rock revival with the massively influential, ‘Highly Evolved’ and then shooting off into a slipstream of the press’s own relentless hype. Next was the band’s foray into psychedelic, Paisley pop – ‘Winning Days’ – a Continue Reading

Features

Coordinates – Where The Stars Are At – Frightened Rabbit

Crud asks Scott Hutchison of Edinburgh band, Frightened Rabbit, ‘Where’s Your Head At?’ New single ‘I Feel Better’ out 22.09.08.03/09/2008 One listen to Edinburgh’s Scott Hutchison and my dear, lamented grandmother would have been grasping for a bar of soap to wash the unbridled filth from his mouth, such is the rude, rumbustious health of the language on Frightened Rabbit’s fucked-up second album, ‘The Midnight Organ Fight’, a candid and discourteous account of Hutchison’s break-up with his girlfriend, his run Continue Reading

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Jennings is no Willy, Mason that is. The singer-songwriter oeuvre is rarely all that esoteric and fine though the proponents it offers up and celebrates every year or two may be, you tend to get the idea very quickly. A ripple in the flavouring and a couple of memorable choruses is really the best you can hope for and all they often aspire to. But Jennings, already well established in the US over 10 years of working his way up Continue Reading