On a drab arterial road in Shadwell, in an art deco theatre, we wait in silence. There’s no support act or music to soothe us, just the sound of muttered conversation.
Sure, I’m as intrigued as anyone. She polarises. Much of me wants to hate her, for the preciousness that surrounds her, the way she receives accolades usually reserved for male artists – why is it never the other way around? – for her treatment of music as art. Someone is putting her in for the […]
In these end days of the overlong, the indulgent, the much wrought and the expansive, Polly’s clarity, brevity, strength and depth are much to her credit
This is the best damn impersonation of PJ Harvey I’ve heard in many a long year (and, trust me, I’ve heard quite a few) – so good, in fact, that I’m not sure it’s even fair to mention the lady. Whatever. I’m throwing this song your way mainly because I want this blog to be […]
Here’s what Brooklyn two-piece, female-male coupling, She Keeps Bees DON’T sound like. The White Stripes (What, did the number of people in the band fool you? Can’t think of many other groups with just two members?) Cat Power (What, did the sparseness of the music fool you? Did you feel that sparseness automatically confers a ‘confessional’ […]