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Robbie Fulks was born in Pennsylvania in 1963 but regards North Carolina as his childhood home. Family members variously played the fiddle, autoharp, banjo, and guitar, and Fulks picked up on the latter two of these from an early age. A couple of years studying at Columbia University in New York brought the chance to follow the well-trodden path to the cafés of Greenwich Village, home of so many folk artists in the 1960s. Tipping his hat to the most celebrated of these, Fulks once released an album reinterpreting the songs from Bob Dylan’s “Street Legal”.
Far from being a follower of trends, however, this is an unconventional artist who sets out to challenge and surprise his audience. He featured several Michael Jackson hits on his 2010…

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While visiting a Pasadena, CA art museum a few years ago, Grant Lee-Phillips found himself drawn to an ornate Indian painting. Its fine details were captivating, but it was the title — In the Hour of Cowdust — that lingered with him.
“A common theme throughout the poetry and the paintings of India is this concept of ‘the hour of cow dust,’” Phillips say. “It’s that moment of the day when the cows are led back home, they kick up the dust; that’s a cue to prepare the lamps. Night is about to fall.”
Tweaking the title slightly to In the Hour of Dust, Phillips used that painting as inspiration for his 12th solo album. Across 11 tracks, he uses contemplative, at times earnest, lyrics backed by atmospheric music to roll out…

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If we have learned anything about blues/rock guitar icon Walter Trout from his extensive near 50-year stint in the genre’s trenches, it’s that he never does anything halfway. From early supporting work with Big Mama Thornton, Joe Tex and John Lee Hooker, to extended stints in Canned Heat and as a longtime Bluesbreaker under John Mayall’s tutelage, he has learned from some of the field’s best and most resilient veterans.
Trout’s solo career which started in 1989, has yielded over 20 live and studio releases, all fueled by his burly, muscular playing, tough songwriting and gritty vocals. He has never sold out by going commercial or hooking up with a “name” producer, but has been through the rock star mill of drug abuse, alcoholism and the kind…

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Although they haven’t had a hit single in almost 20 years, Faithless remain a potent commercial force, continuing to rack up festival headline sets and big-selling albums. Longterm member Maxi Jazz left the band in 2016 but Champion Sound is the first album by remaining duo Rollo and Sister Bliss since his death in 2022.
It is overlong at more than 75 minutes, but its four distinct sections pass in a warm MDMA throb.
The quartet of song-suites are each themed. The first, entitled Forever Free, is introduced by Jazz prior to three tracks of pulsing head-nod. “In Your Own Groove”, with its hackneyed request to “let the music set you free”, features regular collaborator L.S.K. who asks us to tune into our intuition. You get the new age drift.

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Five years after bidding a too-early farewell to one of pop’s most stalwart songwriters, a new album from his second-best remembered (but first major) band is coming, built off contributions he left behind. Traces of You is the first new album in a dozen years from alternative pop band Ivy. The news might come as a shock, as one of the group’s charter members, bassist/songwriter Adam Schlesinger, died in 2020 – an early victim of the COVID-19 pandemic. Happily, as a gift from somewhere beyond, he’s present on all 10 tracks, sourced from reel-to-reel tapes discovered while prepping reissues of the group’s back catalogue. Originally recorded through most of the group’s tenure between 1995 and 2012, Schlesinger’s bandmates (multi-instrumentalist…

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From El Boraro, the vampiric demon on 2018’s Anticlines, to Petra, the alien observer of 2022’s ¡Ay!, Lucrecia Dalt often uses fictional personas to explore complex themes and emotions in her work. However, with A Danger to Ourselves, she sheds the chrysalis of these alter-egos to emerge with her most personal record yet.
The title, borrowed from David Sylvian’s lyrics on opener cosa rara, hints at the album’s preoccupations; emotional volatility, self-sabotage, and the uneasy pull between intimacy and annihilation. It’s Dalt at her most exposed, and somehow, her most inscrutable.
On ‘divina’, you sense this newfound vulnerability as she sings about improbable love against a backdrop of staccato piano and the sharp,…

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There’s not enough time to break down the cognitive dissonance of younger audiences discovering Shame through supporting Fontaines D.C. – who, lest we forget, got their big break as support for them.
All you need to know is that Shame are cool again and, in perhaps the coolest move possible, they couldn’t care less. They’re right back on the offensive with ‘Cutthroat’, their fourth studio album, which they’ve bluntly described as less an exercise in “poor me” and more in “fuck you”.
That much is abundantly clear on the album’s opening suite. The title track’s walloping disco beat is matched to a riff with lasers set to stun, while fearless frontman Charlie Steen invokes Kevin Smith’s 1999 film Dogma of all things.

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While Humanist is essentially a solo project for Rob Marshall, his music is always rounded out by his impeccable choice of guest vocalists. Marshall’s first album under the moniker was a welcome surprise, seemingly coming out of nowhere, and fully formed.
On the Edge of a Lost and Lonely World has a task ahead of it to match its predecessor, not least because one of the voices that made such an impression on the first Humanist album is now floating, gruffly, in the ether.
The husky, damaged vocals of Mark Lanegan always made an impression no matter the band or artists he was working with. Marshall had worked with him previously, on Humanist material and in writing a number of songs for Lanegan’s…

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Zé Ibarra is clearly a scholar of Brazilian music. The singer, songwriter and multi-instrumentalist’s latest album pays respect to strains of his country’s MPB, funk and jazz with a precision that occasionally makes it feel like a long-lost gem discovered from the vaults.
That feeling is enforced by the vintage styling of the long-haired, rock god-like portrait of Ibarra that adorns the album’s front cover.
Fortunately, it’s a far more compelling listen than its somewhat backward-looking range of influences might suggest.
First off, there’s Ibarra’s voice, a supple and expressive instrument that recalls Caetano Veloso at times, Jeff Buckley at others. From the Lincoln Olivetti-like punch to the horns…

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The idea of an artist emerging fully formed from the jump is nothing new, but North African jazz artist Ami Taf Ra is something else. With no EP and no mixtape, she landed a deal with Brainfeeder to put out her debut record, The Prophet and the Madman. The past five years have resulted in this vast, celestial journey with Ami Taf Ra guiding us through opulent compositions, serving as a vessel for the wisdom which she imparts like divine guidance. It is, in the realest sense, epic, but on The Prophet and the Madman, divinity takes precedence over humanity.
Modern jazz legend Kamasi Washington shares songwriting credits with Ami Taf Ra, appearing across the record multiple times in the form of sax solos and serves as a major collaborative…

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According to Nick Finzer, the trombonist never set out to make a big band album but over time realized that the pieces he’d developed lent themselves to the jazz orchestra format.
Inspired like so many jazz artists by the large-scale projects of Duke Ellington and Gil Evans, Finzer followed their lead for his first full-length big band album and conceived his compositions and arrangements with specific players in mind. As a result, The Jazz Orchestra Volume 1 engages as both a robust big band expression but also one featuring interplay at a small group level involving Finzer and a coterie of colleagues.
The talent pool is impressive, to say the least: among the eighteen-member orchestra Finzer assembled (himself included) are…

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For as long as it has existed, it seems as if the piano has been subject to opinions and experiments of various types. In the late nineteenth and early twentieth centuries, the player piano was a popular self-playing piano with a mechanism that operated the piano action using perforated paper or metallic rolls to play popular tunes.
Later on, it became more fashionable for pianists to play inside the piano lid, for example by striking or plucking strings, by vibrating strings using an ebow and/or inserting items such as door keys or ping pong balls onto the strings, which made some sounds unlike an untreated piano. In addition, opinions differ greatly about the ideal tuning to make a piano sound as good as possible.
All of which brings us to Jo David Meyer Lysne,…

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“Anyone can be an artist,” croaks the voice of an old woman whose English accent sounds like it’s been ground down by time. She goes on to recount the simplicity of art; you draw something, and someone else likes it and they buy it. Woven into this discussion is another, with a sound quality that suggests it was taken from a pre-digital age film, in which a man’s voice ponders suicide. The first voice is Vannessa Rossetto’s late mother, and one might suppose that the second narrator is a stand-in for Rossetto, since the next track commences with mom reacting with dismay to the artist’s disconsolate tears. “What are you crying for? You need to see a doctor and get some therapy.” The voices give way to vigorous splashing, turning wince-inducing pathos into…

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As he played the local bars and clubs, Jesse Daniel acquired the nickname “Son of the San Lorenzo”, and it stuck. It is a fitting moniker for a collection of songs that look deeply at the place, the people who live there, and most profoundly, himself, as Daniel takes a long, hard look at where he has been and what lies ahead.
From his firm foundations in old school Bakersfield honky tonk he adds the music he grew up with. Rock, whether country (The Byrds, Flying Burrito Brothers), Southern (Allman Brothers), or classic (The Stones, Zeppelin), all pop up here. Recorded live to tape, the sound is bold and rich as Daniel took charge of just about everything from arrangements to writing.
…Catharsis runs throughout Son of the San..

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…While country music is reaching new heights commercially, the age-old debate about real country music is as heated as ever. (See: mudslinger Gavin Adcock’s recent beef with outlaw torchbearer Charley Crockett.)
For Zach Top, a young traditionalist inspired by smooth stars of the 1990s like George Strait and Randy Travis, it seems that conversations around the genre’s purity aren’t so much angering as they are befuddling.
Today’s country regularly strays from its roots to incorporate production from other genres, yet there isn’t a hint of modernity in Top’s sound. His dedication to a bygone era of country radio serves as a form of subtle resistance, and his emergence as a breakout star tells another story:…

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Now domiciled in Lyon, France, this young Venezuelan singer, percussionist and member of the Réunionese-Venezuelan quartet, Parranda La Cruz, has delivered a first solo album brimming with confidence and panache.
The 11 numbers are characterised by Baroque-sounding cello and violins, traditional indigenous percussion and the singer’s extraordinary soprano voice. A quiet drama keeps you riveted throughout, coloured by sounds of the forest and referencing religious ceremonies and other facets of a life left behind.
Based around an ancestral chant that inaugurates the ceremony of Saint Jean-Baptiste, ‘Abreme La Puerta Juana’ sets the scene memorably; ‘Sol de Luna Llena’ has an earnest…

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When Prolapse released their last album, Ghosts of Dead Airplanes, the internet was assumed to be a passing fad and Napster was still months away from being invented.
The world the Leicester Polytechnic graduates left behind in 1999 was one where John Peel’s Festive 50 and the Evening Session were king, with exposure coming from ads placed in the inkies leading readers to seek out a group that named themselves after a rectal collapse.
Twenty-six years later comes I Wonder When They’re Going to Destroy Your Face, a pleasing anachronism landing on a very different planet. Even though the band had reformed for some dates a decade ago, it’s a return that feels as unexpected as a reappearance from the ghost…

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Runnner’s sophomore full-length, A Welcome Kind of Weakness, emerged from a simultaneous tear in songwriter Noah Weinman’s body and life.
Written during the months spent bedridden and healing from a torn achilles and the drastic upheaval of a breakup, the 11 songs on this record are Weinman’s most bracing, inviting the perceived vulnerability of the album’s title willingly. But at the same time, these songs are Runnner’s most present, defiant and self-assured, a reminder of the resolve that can come from gracefully accepting submission.
In the summer of 2022, Runnner’s Noah Weinman found himself amidst a lot of change. On the one hand, he was going through a breakup — moving house and reeling. But on the other…

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