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Master and the Mule – The view from nowhere
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From The Outside Looking In – a Gold Flake Paint compilation
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The Life & Times – Live DVD
We love the Life & Times. Not only did they release one of the best albums (so far) of 2012, the criminally great No one loves you like a do, but they also gave us a very honest and complete interview. They are on tour on the USA, so those of us not there will be missing…
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WrdsBtwnWrds – CS-L 9
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Peace in the Park 2012
EDIT: There was a spot of a misunderstanding. “Shithole of a site” refers to Sloucher, not the festival. “Why the fuck would I want to go to Peace in the Park, panzón? No Renegade Brass Band and no Screaming Maldini equals no mojo and no Orestes, geddit?” A solo review, then. For all the haranguing that…
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Invitacion: Urss Bajo El Arbol en el Club Atlantico
Los compas de URSS bajo el árbol (quienes reseñamos hace algunas lunas) tocan mañana con un cartel buenísimo en el Club Atlántico. Por 80 pesitos (preventa: 60 en Rebel Shop), tienen este cartelazo: Mr. Racoon (¡freak folk de Monterrey!) The Polar Dream (¡post rock tapatío!) Lady Lane (¡shoegaze!) Suave as hell (¡dream pop!) URSS bajo el árbol (¡experimental…
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The Smashing Pumpkins – Oceania
Oceania. I’d hate to say this is a return to form because… who the fuck knows what is the “form” of Smashing Pumpkins? They’ve changed in every single album, tackling psychedelia, shoegaze, prog, experimental, concept albums and metal. No album resembles the previous and I for one am grateful of a band that always mutates so much…
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Bromheads – Live at the Troxy
The wait is over…no, scratch that, it still on. Bromheads have been quiet for a while, plotting, planning and installing frickin’ lasers in their secret base in Planet Crystal Ship while preparing a new EP. As a “settle down, you needy fans”, a free live EP has been released, called Live at the Troxy. Interesting choice of tracks.…
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Sun Kil Moon – Among the leaves
Ah, Mark Kozelek. A man with his hearts on his sleeves, letting the feelings seep through the membranes and translate into emotions. Whether in electrical form (his feedback solos in Red House Painters) or by the pure magic of nylon string guitar (Admiral fell promises , pure acoustic beauty) the man is always brutally honest, for the best and…
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The Blank Generation – my punk experience
Late 1976. I had left university with an English degree. I was married. I owned my house. I was working in a wiring factory, waiting to hear if I’d got funding to do a masters, studying vernacular architecture in West Yorkshire.
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