This week – well, apart from stoking the forest fire that should spark on this post – we shall keep the good vibes rolling by hyping the hell out of the new compilation from Brighton saviors Tuff Enuff. The comp begins as if it might implode. SNAKESKIN! SNAKESKIN! Like actual snakeskin, the tune crackles and […]
You missed out. Sorry, but that’s the bare truth of the matter. Here, have some reports. (Part one: the realisation.) “MOTHER! YOU HAVE TO LISTEN TO DANIEL JOHNSTON! DON’T YOU KNOW THE KIDS CARE WHAT YOU WEAR?” (Neil Noon) Here, have some music. I heard this from the street before walking into Horse & Groom. […]
Well why not, I thought to myself. Why, well not express appreciation for anger and determination and fire and verve well expressed. Well, why not express appreciation for a voice that – man it could knock those seagulls down from those gutters where they spend their time plotting against those without helmets, such is its […]
“DOG CHOCOLATE, DOG CHOCOLATE, ISN’T FIT FOR CONSUMPTION” It’s best when new bands just slap ya in the face. Like when this rabid bloke from Dog Chocolate cries that he wants to give birth. “I know it will hurt, and I know it will bleed / but I really, really, really, really, really wanna breed”. […]
Everett True’s 100 Favourite Songs of 2013. Yes, one hundred, and every last fucking song is genius.
Maybe that’s why I’m increasingly turning to Tasmania. I know what it’s like to be ignored.
Just a glorious mess of noise and guitar and boy-girl vocals and repetition and humour and squealing and bruised two chord riffage and start-up over again and colour-by harmonies.