Tag: 2011

Still

Remember back in the day when the term ‘easy listening’ was the lowest insult a critical-minded music fan could bestow? It implies not artistic incompetence but rather competent artlessness, designed to appeal to the beige-est, most middlebrow demographic – suburban white people, obviously. (Suburban white … Continue reading Still

Spectrum

I want to inhabit Florence Welch’s world. It’s rich in tapestries, gold filigree and lace. There are also tempests and drownings to watch out for. And apparently the queen has an entire corps de ballet at her command. If lifestyle magazines are any indication, the … Continue reading Spectrum

Some Boys

My emo phase was more murder ballads than sk8er bois, but I’m right there with my generation in that I spent my young adulthood being earnest to Death Cab for Cutie. Death Cab was always great company, being melodic pleasant music that talked about feelsy … Continue reading Some Boys

Sleep Forever

In case you didn’t know it, Portugal. The Man is from Alaska. You normally wouldn’t guess that, given their breezy psychedelic vibes. Also, it’s not like there’s any such things as ‘Alaska vibes’. There’s California vibes and New York City vibes, Southern rock and Chicago … Continue reading Sleep Forever

Skin

I saw Zola Jesus perform at a music festival. Her music is not well served playing to a semi-indifferent crowd in the middle of a muddy field at two in the afternoon. At least it was drizzling slightly. But if I was semi-indifferent myself at … Continue reading Skin

Shuffle

Okay, first things first: Bombay Bicycle Club are not a group of old Indian men who gather to drink tea and reminisce about colonial times. Although that would be a record I would very much buy. No, they are a group of youngsters from England … Continue reading Shuffle