As I write this, I’m sitting outside in the sun. Birds are sitting on branches in the shade, there are no clouds in sight, and the temperature is just right. This EP is in my ears, and right now it feels like nothing else on Earth could soundtrack these moments better. Read more…
Scrappy. Rough around the edges. Grooves like a hard-rocking, JD-fuelled badass. Opening track Edge of the Bed is (and/or does) all of these things. Strike takes a more laid-back approach, grinding slinky soul and unforgiving backbeats into fine powder and exhaling it into a thick cloud of cigar smoke. Even my laptop’s on-the-hour spoken time updates want in on the action, dropping in in perfect time as if this digital stream were pressing a knife made of ones and zeroes into Apple-branded circuitry. Read more…
When I first saw that poster, my first thought was that this show would turn out to be a serious sausage party, full of hot-under-the-collar guys who’d assumed that an evening spent being entertained by women would entail something very different. I was relieved to arrive at the Boileroom and find that I was wrong; like the performers, last night’s crowd was stylish, socially competent, and clearly excited to be in the presence of the following: Read more…
Guildfordian promoters Genrebomb have a serious eye for talent. Those of you who missed last Tuesday’s show at the Boileroom need to catch up, and quick, because each of that night’s three acts are set for bright futures. Main support Following Foxes already have their eyes set on stadium stages, while Martha Paton is going to prove a dream come true for some lucky publishing house. And judging from her professional and well poised live set – not to mention this EP – Hannah Dorman is going to be right up there alongside them. Read more…
During this album’s opening track, Mobius Streak, I noticed my heart beating in time to the groove. I’ve spent countless hours immersed in music, and this has never happened before. Taking it as a sign of something special, I ploughed onwards. Read more…
Opinion
The Greasy Slicks
I made a pretty big mistake in missing these guys. I timed my arrival with the start of Wilde Eyes’ set, but by the end of the evening I wished I’d experienced some more rock ‘n’ roll awesomeness. I’m told these guys delivered in spades, and now very much regret missing them. Read more…