You have to wonder sometimes. Wonder where things came from. And why. And where they’re going. And why also. Because some things get locked on, or at least thrown into by some foreign force, a trajectory that doesn’t entirely tally with common sense or proven patterns (not that pop music always follows rules). Lets call it Starsailor Syndrome – in the Top 10, selling records, winning plaudits and all with very little beneath a very calculated surface save for raw Continue Reading

It will come as no surprise that this record, the second from Major Matt Mason, comes from the stable of Glasgow’s Shoeshine Records, project of Francis Macdonald, long serving quaint-pop merchant and drummer in Teenage Fanclub and the BMX Bandits. Because it’s not that the solo New York folk poet shares a direct similarity with either of Francis’ bands, more that they all come from the simple life-affirming side of an otherwise normal existence. The kind of musical and lyrical Continue Reading

As my mind becomes tired of the same old poses on the small screen, the same four chords on an album, and that verse-chorus-verse tedium, I reach for something as far-removed from the dimension as possible. I had a friendly row with a friend the other day when he and I were weighing the sustained but dubious validity of genres of music after they’ve been done, in the exact same way, for decades. I cited the blues as an example, Continue Reading

He likes to head east. But he heads west. Why? Because he likes it better. What other reason could you possibly need; “I could make albums all day,“ says Frank, and if they’re likely to be as good as these two simultaneously released affairs, then give him the vinyl to do it. Initially Black is down as saying he would have liked the records to have been cut with an orchestra and if not an orchestra, then at the very Continue Reading

‘The Color Red’ are NuMetal, Clean grunge, second generation Nirvana, with a rawk bellow that rolls over songs that wouldn’t be out of place on the new  Nickelback album. Any one of the tracks on their second album ‘Clear’ could be a hit (particularly in the U.S.) and any could probably get heavy rotation on MTV2. ‘The Color Red’ have played with the likes of No Doubt, Lit, Papa Roach, The Offspring and the Deftones, and this helps place them Continue Reading

According to the film of the same name, David’s Moore’s, Hitting the Ground, the fundamental law of the universe is that entropy increases. And whilst it’s a fiendishly conceived paradox, it really doesn’t explain the plot. Howard (Neal Huff) is a photographer for the local college newspaper. One day, while shooting random pictures on campus, he photographs a girl taking a fatal leap out her dormitory window. Howard’s film becomes a hot property, but whilst everyone is concerned about getting Continue Reading

First it was Lil’ Kim on “Fresh From Yard,“ now it’s the moderately ‘ooh-some’ Janet Jackson. And just as you were thinking it couldn’t possibly get any better for old Beenie, you learn the record was produced by the equally delicious Neptunes. Zigga-za indeed. It’s a sometimes awkward combination: lilting cool as the water keys and hot as the sun vocals. Hot? Moist? Humid? Call it what you will, with a sunscreen factor of 7 it’s a record that threatens Continue Reading

Regulars at seminal early ’90s breakbeat raves, “Desert Storm“ and “Voodoo Majic“, Blowfelt are said to have learned some serious ‘low end theory’ from a disturbingly early age. And though I clearly have no idea what it means, it certainly sounds good. BACK UP, BACK UP is – whatever the theory – already selling like hot cakes within the difficult to path white label circuit under the name ”LICKLE ROLLA”. Originally championed by EZ, on his Kiss FM show the Continue Reading