I have a better one, where the Fab Four got all fed up with LSD, free love, the 60s and Yoko Ono, and so had themselves cryogenically frozen and posted to ohhh, let’s say, West Aus, only to thaw out >More
It’s amazing how in some cases less equals so much more, and it would be hard to get any less than the sparse arrangements of Californian Joy Williams and Tennessee dandy John Paul White AKA The Civil Wars. It’s a >More
Having recorded a first album and actually turning a bit of cash from this music lark, most normal rock stars would probably go out and buy a nice shiny new car or perhaps, if your name is Pete Doherty go >More
Three years on from the runaway success of Mumford & Sons’ debut hoedown Sigh no More and it seems that the old mantra: ‘if it ain’t broke, don’t fix it’ is the blueprint for new LP, Babel from the West >More
Everyone knows surfy rock is dead and Jack Johnson is the one who killed it with those stupid feel good lyrics, that annoyingly toned waterman physique and the non-threatening, infuriatingly likeable persona. Bastard. But hey, even the beach bars of >More
Back in the early naughties Hot Chip burst onto the scene with a very particular sound. Like their contemporary James Murphy and other DFA-associated acts, their early albums inspired brooding, snarkiness, and dancing in equal measures, and were a mixture >More
We Started Nothing” proclaimed UK dance pop duo Jules de Martino and Katie White back in 2008 with the title of their debut album, and while it did throw up a couple of pretty catchy singles, it only takes a >More
Every now and again an album comes along that slips into the soundtrack of your life as easily as a comfy old sweater, and reconfirms that the truly talented are not to be found regurgitating 80’s pop songs in front >More
Poor old Jack White. A cursory listen to brand new solo album Blunderbuss would suggest that he hasn’t been having a very good time lately in the romance department. Recently divorced from partner of six years, Karen Elston and no >More