The Underground Stage
“This is billed as a Driza show, not Handsome Young Strangers, but since we’re two members on the way to one (and since they open the show with a never-heard-before new HYS one) we might as well claim it. The mandolin & guitar combo is always a treat on its own, but there’s something a […]
“Sam Bucca opens tonight’s GetFolkedPunk night with a twisty set of witty shanties which veer from the utterly livid to the comically annoyed to the homicidally violent. It’s no easy thing to make a 12-string sound good, but it’s really hard to make it sound like a weapon, and by the end you feel like […]
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An absolutely captivating record. Gordon Koang is originally from South Sudan, and I have absolutely no idea what language this track is sung in, what it’s saying, or even what instruments are being used. It is utterly brilliant though, hypnotic, filled with groove and despite the sparse arrangement is deeply atmospheric. A wonderful piece […]
Fast becoming a firm favourite around here, the preposterously-named Sophisticated Dingo have been serving up track after track of glorious fun times. This latest, off their ‘How’s The Carry On?!’ EP slots neatly alongside the rest of the recent releases, overflowing with high spirits and bubbling away like crazy.
I’ve been digging along to Step-Panther’s deeply stoned bangers for ever, but this is the most Malkmus-ish one yet. Although it sounds like it’s just one loose thread from falling apart completely, like a drunk Dinosaur Jr, the lyrics in particular are worth paying attention to – there’s a whole verse about losing an eyeball […]
Straight from a box full of B-52s-ish wonkiness, The Goldhearts groove through a track that’s a lot angrier than it sounds. The cheery shuffle of the music somehow emphasises the satire though – it’s like hearing a child swear. A crackling little song, with big thoughts on its mind.
Sweater Curse take perfectly good pop songs and then strategically hit vital parts of them with hammers. It leaves it in a shape that’s just about recognisable as a song with a tune and a structure, but you need to duck a few times to avoid the sharp bits that break off and fly at […]
Wearing its best arched eyebrow and its finest tailored trouser, Salarymen’s third release is another high-shine jaunt into 60s-inspired art-pop, and it’s another well-crafted piece. The slightly psychotic jaunt of the organ parps around in your mind while the rest of song swirls around in a cloud of suspiciously sweet-smelling smoke, sounding shiny new and […]