By Hayley Scott. “I want people to think about me”, sings a wistful Louis Forster on the title track of The Goon Sax’s candidly self-deprecating LP, Up To Anything. The album deals in subjects that pertain to certain kind of world-weary adolescence that’s never cynical nor maudlin. Instead, it’s presented with a wide-eyed excitement that […]
Many years ago, a great schism occurred in the history of popular music. As amps got louder and concerts got bigger, new groups responded by creating a heavier kind of music that relied on sheer sonic power as opposed to the lighter sounds of early sixties pop. Rock music broke away from pop and in […]
I’m consistent, at least. Scratch that. Much as I know folk like their comfort zones, their safe places, their writers they can turn to again and again knowing they’ll always receive similar advice, similar opinions – I’ve never really seen that consistency is a virtue. Maybe if you’re a middle distance runner. Maybe if you’re […]
I don’t like praising records for their focus and consistency — makes me feel like I’m in a corporate boardroom or something.
Six months ago I wrote that Can music was a universe. Hell, it’s way better than that. It’s a better version of our universe.
There’s an elephant in the room, and that elephant needs to have its back shaved.
Fuck this, I’d rather listen to Kylie.
Meat Loaf is actually inedible.
Authenticity, pah! It’s as bad as real music! No such thing.
Have you read Lester Bangs? Guess what? He was a failed musician.