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Did you hear the one about Metallica and Lou Reed making an album together called ‘Lulu’, based on the German playwright Frank Wedekind’s 1913 play about the life of an abused dancer?
Jolly eh?
Well, it’ll be getting released on October 31st in the UK, with North America following a day later. But what does it sound like? Well, we’ve got a leaked copy and would just love to give you our review! Okay? Read More >>>
Folk music has been taking a bit of a kicking of late with bands and artists claiming folkiness by virtue of the fact they bought themselves an acoustic guitar and couldn’t find someone to drum for them.
And so, the circle jerk of self-confessional, mewing horsepiss continues as acts open their hearts to the listener with imagined woes and vague interested in Olde World topics such as hangmen and infanticide, when really, they’d rather be listening to the awful Florence And The Machine or something.
However, some folkies get it just right, channelling the ghosts of music past and recreating that echoing eeriness of mountain music without trying to sound like a revivalist act. One such group are Arborea who have two impressive LPs to their name already, and here we are, faced with their third, ‘Red Planet’. Read More >>>
Such is the hype surround the release of ‘Born This Way’, Lady GaGa’s newest LP (due for release in four days… probably leaked online already), it is easy to be met with an overwhelming feeling of… well… being underwhelmed.
The lead singles from the LP, the eponymous title track and the bubonically infectious ‘Judas’, have fared well, living up to the previous high-water pop marks of Fame/Fame Monster.
And while ‘Bad Romance’ seems like it was only released five minutes ago, GaGa is obviously keen to ride the momentum and get something new out to the now near-mental devotees of the New Yoik singer-songwriter… but does it match the previous work or will it usher in an even more indulgent artist, as seen at Radio One’s Big Weekend, much to the chagrin of catholic (with a small ‘c’) pop purists?
Liam Gallagher is a man who has shown no mercy for absolutely anyone on Earth, including his own reflection. He’s tooted drugs, swilled special brew and had his teeth knocked out while swaggering around like a braying scally faecal hammock, ready to spout off about anything and everything.
Sadly, like most pigeon chested indie frontmen, he doesn’t even come close to having the talent to back up his ego, which invariably makes him all the more likeable or interesting as a pop culture case-study.
However, all that boorish bad boy nonsense could be a thing of the past because now, he’s into sardines and spirituality (which in fairness, sounds like an Oasis LP title).
If Japan hadn’t suffered enough, last night, they had a gig which featured Beady Eye, Paul Weller and Richard Ashcroft on their consciences too. Someone should do a further benefit gig for them to cope with this newest slop of news.
Even though the gig did a good thing by raising over £150,000 for the victims of the horrifying tsunami and earthquake, that doesn’t mean we should eschew our obligation to mock the collection of awful, awful feathered cod-mod haircuts that were on show.
Not to mention the terrible, plodding, faux-anthemic white boy rock peddled by a bunch of bloated blokes in bootcut jeans.
Love or loathe him, you’ve got to give it to Liam Gallagher. If there was an award for “laziest person in music,” he’d win the much converted title hands down. All we need to do is look back at the singer’s time spent in Oasis. Well, we say Oasis, in actual fact, the band was nothing more than the workings of sibling Noel Gallagher who recruited some backing musicians and a singer to help him perfect songs and play live.
All Liam Gallagher did in Oasis was tell us “he was mad for it”, made the people of Manchester look like morons and when he didn’t have an album to promote, he’d start pointless arguments, usually making himself look like a prick.
Since Oasis split up, Liam Gallagher has pretty much done what we’ve just mentioned, randomly badmouthing his brother and acting like a tit. But could this all change? He’s since formed a band called Beady Eye which is essentially Oasis but without Noel Gallagher. We didn’t want to risk the wrath of PETA and the RSPCA by testing this album on animals, so we listened to it ourselves.
Sixties and seventies revivalism is, for the most part, such an ugly thing. As fun as the Super Furry Animals are, you have to endure the insufferable Ocean Colour Scene, Oasis and Kula Shaker (and, clearly, this requires a reviewer to be stuck in some ’90s mindset… don’t worry, it gets better).
Of late though, there’s been a batch of bands seeping through the cracks to bring that authentic ’60s sound and, most importantly, a degree of playfulness that made the best of the ’60s so much fun to listen to.
No-one wants a po-faced axeman chopping out endless 12 bar blues. The best revivalists get stuck into the dressing up box and mess with every dial in the studio to create kaleidoscopic toytown symphonies… and Colorama are stuck in this wonderful world of make-believe. Read More >>>
Hey look! It’s him out of The Verve. You know, the band that shifted the opinions of a nation full of lager swilling blokes in to opening up their emotions after hearing a small piece of orchestral music sampled from a Stones cover. Whilst we’re all for musical diversity and the like, it annoyingly made for pointless singalongs at festivals and woke thousands up when morons sang the melody through the quiet evening streets.
After The Verve split, Richard Ashcroft decided to go it alone by himself and make records that kind of sounded like The Verve but never quite got there. Imagine a toddler trying to walk but falling over. Achievement nearly reached, but sadly it didn’t work. Though we still enjoyed his solo stuff but would settle for it over anything from X-Factor [Speak for yourself - Ed.]. Now he’s back after ironically reforming The Verve for nostalgic festival appearances. Then they split again. Hmm, we guess Richard never knows what’s going to happen next. Isn’t he crazy?
