Two years on from the hedonistic rush of their debut, Eades return with a record that trades chaos for clarity.
On Final Sirens Call, their long-anticipated second album, they shed the last remnants of their scrappy post-punk adolescence and step firmly into a more refined, expansive sound – one steeped in Americana-tinged melancholy, mid-90s indie grit and the restless introspection of artists coming to terms with their place in a fractured world. Growth is placed front and centre, as the quintet dive ever deeper into their roots, finding rare solace amidst the shifting earth.
Following 2022’s Delusion Spree – an album that ricocheted through the anxious energies of early adulthood – and 2024’s Fight Or Flight…
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…This anniversary release of the band’s first EP includes three additional tracks: remastered demos of “31 Seasons in the Minor Leagues,” previously titled as “Tonight I’m So Down,” and “Lonesome Valley,” recorded at Echo Park Studios in Indiana during the ‘Hard to Love a Man’ sessions, as well as “One Thin Dime,” recorded during the Black Ram sessions at Sound of Music Recording Studios in Richmond, Virginia.
Let’s begin at the end, with the cover of Warren Zevon’s “Werewolves of London” that closes Magnolia Electric Co.‘s Hard to Love a Man EP. Mike “Slo-Mo” Brenner’s always elegant guitar work makes it clear that the song is probably a barnstormer live, probably saved for the first encore so that the band can cut loose…
Catrin Finch has been at the top her field for a long time now. The Welsh harpist was appointed to the ancient office of Royal Harpist by Prince Charles in 2000, was nominated for a Classical Brit Award in 2004 and her World Music collaborations with Seckou Keita resulted in their winning the 2019 BBC Radio 2 Folk Award for Best Duo.
After her three acclaimed albums with Keita, she released the striking Double You with Irish fiddler and classical violinist Aoife Ni Bhrian in 2023. And now, striking out with her first solo album in a decade, she turns to her self – in fact, to her 13-year-old self – in this beautiful set of pieces accompanied by short pieces of prose in the form of letters to herself, and archive family photos that focus on the young Katrin, and…
Ben Vince plays his saxophone like a man with one foot in another dimension. His tone is searching, mystical, molten; his penchant for looping and layering evokes blurry shapes emerging from a thick mist. No stave could contain him: Even the sweetest tone might peel off into a harried bleat. If the wind instrument’s magic is to turn breath into seemingly solid form, Vince is just as likely to wrest a stray note as it passes across his reed and dissolve it back into air.
On his early records, the London musician made do with saxophone alone, looping and layering his instrument into billowing expressions of foghorn melancholy. He cut a profoundly romantic figure: One imagined him out wandering the heath, half shrouded in fog, braving…
Bring Out the Foos: Live 1996, released by Rhino Records, opens a raw and revealing window into a pivotal moment in Ween’s evolution. Drawn from previously unreleased archival recordings, the album documents Gene and Dean Ween’s 1996 summer run opening for Foo Fighters during Dave Grohl’s first major tour with his then-new band. It captures Ween at their most stripped-down and unpredictable, operating on instinct, chemistry, and sheer nerve.
Historically, this release matters because it preserves the final documented chapter of Ween performing live as a two-piece. Backed primarily by a DAT machine (with occasional live bass), the duo leans hard into the lo-fi chaos and humor that define their early years.
Holyoke, Massachusetts post-punk outfit Landowner aren’t the type to sit still. Their sound is agitated and animated, their relentless rippers rife with taut basslines, manic shouts and wiry guitar riffs. And, fittingly for a band that’s always in motion, they’ve returned with another new album, Assumption, which is out via Exploding in Sound, and rife with abstract meditations on modern life, surging rhythms and a hypercaffeinated and infectious jangle-punk sound that’s as fun as it is anxious.
Landowner guitarist and vocalist Dan Shaw went long, breaking down each of the songs on the group’s latest album, explaining some of the origins of the songs—like how a handful of them were written during paternity leave…
The Guy Hamper Trio was formed by Billy Childish, after a chat with his friend James Taylor (Hammond organ).
Billy and James had played respectively in The Milkshakes and The Prisoners, often sharing the same bill in the early 80’s, leading to Billy’s blues ensemble The Natural Born Lovers being the support act for the early shows of The James Taylor Quartet.
The Guy Hamper Trio is: Billy Childish on guitar, his wife Julie on bass and Wolf on drums – who as it happens was the drummer in the original incarnation of JTQ – and of course features James Taylor on Hammond organ.
The Guy Hamper Trio provide a bottom end, Blues-influenced instrumental mayhem for those…
Drummer/composer Booker Stardrum delivers a new powerful solo album Close-up On The Outside, his first for We Jazz Records. The new record sees Stardrum (also a member of SML and frequent collaborator of Lisel, Photay, Horse Lords, Wendy Eisenberg, and Jefre Cantu-Ledesma) doubling down on the earthy tactility of human sound and communication while also exploring rich, electroacoustic landscapes. The album, released on LP and digitally, involves Stardrum’s close collaborators Anna Butterss, Jeremiah Chiu, Chris Williams, Lester St. Louis, Logan Hone and Michael Coleman.
While he now lives and works near Kingston, New York, Booker Stardrum made the first notes heard on the new album at an artist residency…
Much has been written about the Transatlantic fallout of punk rock, with every crevice of the era meticulously scanned in the hope of a lost classic. Whilst Circle X’s fractious run, two albums and two EPs, over a span of seventeen years, might not signify complete unknown status to seasoned crate-diggers, their minimal place in the history books belies their brilliance.
Formed in 1978, in Louisville, Kentucky – by brothers Rik and David Letendre, alongside Tony Pinotti and Bruce Witsiepe – Circle X emerged from the ashes of the city’s very first punk bands No Fun and The I-Holes, surfing the shockwaves created by punk rock. The band swiftly relocated. First to New York, then Dijon, and back to New York again, all the time evolving and mutating…
Two years on from their ambitious debut, Hysterical Strength, the North Yorkshire-born but now London-based six-piece DEADLETTER return with their sophomore album, Existence Is Bliss. Across twelve tracks, their evolved, multi-layered sound underpins lyrics that explore what it means to truly live, rather than merely exist, in an increasingly tumultuous world where life can be extremely challenging.
Shortly after recording their previous record, the band faced challenges of their own. A line-up change that came mid-album campaign saw saxophonist Nathan Pigott, who has a background in jazz, step in to fill the boots previously occupied by Poppy Richler.
In recent years especially, saxophone has had…
Conjuring images of blizzards and howling winds, Kevin Richard Martin’s Sub Zero is called that for a reason. It’s monolithic and unforgiving, even by the Bug’s standards, representing his most suffocating take on ambient dub yet. It’s not just a matter of making already heavy music heavier: Here, Martin hollows out his materials, leaving just the bass and high frequencies.
The only real midrange comes from what sounds like inclement weather or the occasional distant, lumbering percussion. It’s a new wrinkle in Martin’s sound, making yet another record of bleak electronic dirges feel unexpectedly novel. Sub Zero is a black hole of sound that sucks the color out of everything around it and makes a universe out of what feels like nothingness.
Slipping into a ghostly voice on the opening tune, Ritt Momney takes the audience into a country unbalanced by politics and unfocused in theme. These dreamlike, picaresque tunes take many different forms; a collage equal parts inventive and heroic. Jangly garage pop number “Lightshow” exhibits a singer beneath a torrent of swirling instruments: angular, opaque and eerie.
Ritt Momney (née Jack Rutter), on his third record, fearlessly tackles the ennui that envelops his generation. The 21st century has been a cycle of war, chaos and pandemic; that turmoil forms the skeleton of Base. Occasionally oppressive, the record holds a bittersweet undercurrent that should be readily identified by all who listen carefully. Organ-drenched ballad “Body”…
Every now and then a record comes around that just knocks you off your feet on the first listen. Floors you, insists to be played again, rinse and repeat. Carnival is one of those records. An album that demands one’s full attention for its entire duration. Which is testament to the tenacity and talents of its creators, Vona Vella.
The British band is essentially the brainchild of songwriting duo Izzy Davis and Dan Cunningham, who initially started the project from their living room during the COVID-19 pandemic in 2020. Originally from Loughborough, they finally settled in Nottingham via London. The (then) duo put out an EP in 2022 (Go Outside Forever) followed by a self-titled album the next year having been discovered then signed by…
In TV they talk of the “anthology series”: a regular, recurring show, like The Twilight Zone, Tales of The Unexpected, Inside No.9 or Black Mirror, where each episode has a different setting, cast and sometimes director, unified only by a small team of writers or showrunners. In a similar vein, you could see certain 21st-century outfits – Sault, UNKLE, Handsome Boy Modelling School, Mr Jukes – as “anthology groups”: modular ensembles with a shifting cast of guest musicians and vocalists, changing from song to song.
Gorillaz are, of course, the anthology group ne plus ultra. Just two threads hold the project together. One is the punky, cartoonish artwork of Jamie Hewlett; the other is the anything-goes sonic adventurism of Damon Albarn…
When it came to composing for her new album In the Low Light, British singer-songwriter Lucy Kitchen’s songs first started life as small poems, a simple way to capture her thoughts and mood during a very difficult time: her husband’s battle with cancer and, tragically, his eventual death. With such a heavy shadow hanging over it, perhaps the most surprising thing about the album is that it’s not all darkness and depression; in fact, there is a brightness of hope there too that reflects the mending Kitchen found through the creative process.
The album opener, ‘Winter King’, is hauntingly bleak as Kitchen, her voice fragile and airy, expresses yearning using some fantastic, dark, imagery: “Would you come to me on…
After a half-dozen full-lengths and a clutch of EPs and live releases, plus one miraculously injury-free van crash in the French countryside, EXEK has arrived. The seventh studio offering from the Melbourne-based sextet, Prove the Mountains Move, comes courtesy of Brooklyn’s DFA Records, which has been fusing together rock and electronic music since the halcyon days of flagship act LCD Soundsystem.
First emerging as acolytes of Public Image Ltd.’s immortal Metal Box (aka Second Edition), EXEK has subsequently been delivering dubbed-out death-disco the equal of paragons such as The Rapture and Anika. Each EXEK album finds the group adding and subtracting elements to their core sound; Prove the Mountains Move finds…
deathcrash emerged from the same London art-rock scene that birthed contemporaries like Black Country, New Road and caroline, which means they’re young enough to still be figuring the world out but old enough already to have grown disillusioned with a lot of it.
“This life is the best life/ Oh god, it’s the only one,” vocalist/guitarist Tiernan Banks laments on “CMC,” a highlight of deathcrash’s new album Somersaults, as a wash of arpeggiated guitars unspool around him. The more the phrase repeats, the more its meanings seem to multiply: Are deathcrash suddenly aware of temporal finality, or are they dissatisfied by the notion that this is as good as it’s ever going to get? Is it too self-piteous to identify with both?
…Composer and sound designer Victoria Barca combines bleeps, crunchy percussion and chirping electronics on her albums to create music that blurs the line between acoustic and synthetic, laboratory-created and field-recorded. Her fourth album, released by Mondoj, has the power to create musical worlds. It combines electronic, electroacoustic and acoustic sounds, juxtaposing exotica-style sounds, quasi-folk forms, vocalisations and snippets of recordings. It also shows the potential and possibilities that sound offers. This album was created almost entirely without leaving home.
…Camilla Nebbia’s saxophone in ‘Sporo’ spins seductive phrases, sounding as if someone were playing in the next room. Everything here…
