Vivian Girls are the guv’nesses, same way Ramones were once the guv’ners.
I’ve been meaning to link to this for a while.
I’ve had too much coffee.
The echo is sullen. The harmonies are anything but. The guitar sound is very early Creation and pure Shop Assistants
I still write for a few other places. One of these is the excellent NYC femme-focused magazine, Bust, for which I write a regular column, Everett True and his First Ladies Of Rock, a short consumer guide look at some of the fine, unheralded, female-led bands around. I’ve been on at my contact at Bust […]
The third in the series from my coolest correspondent. (Although I’m pretty chuffed at Nathan from The Gossip saying he reckons me to be the “most important and interesting critic of all time” – I’d be even more chuffed if I believed he was being serious.) Incidentally, the criteria Rosie is applying to Vampire Weekend […]
As I said somewhere else just now, I keep forgetting how much I remain in love with the thrill of live music. Blame it on my age. Whatever. At least I know my limitations. Oh maybe I shouldn’t. Or maybe I don’t. Oh maybe I just want to FUCK AND GET HIGH FUCK AND GET […]
Brilliant Colors‘ music captures – in essence, not in sound – the early Beat Happening groove so sweetly you know it must be coincidence. So: not twee, not fey or cute or any of those other words erroneously associated with Calvin Johnson’s work. (It’s not his fault he spawned a legion of admirers who missed […]