I gotta be honest: for a big while I was “allergic” to Rock en Español. The reasons are a bit complex and not related to the music per se, but other factors. It took me a while to really warm up to any band from my own country, but then again, I was a late bloomer to most music. Continue reading “The Lost Gem : Zurdok – Hombre Sintetizador”
Editor’s note: Pete and Ed play for a cool Sheffield band called Pisco Sour Hour. When they are not confusing new comers with their jazzy experimental rock, they go into the wild steppe that is The Fall‘s back catalogue. Here’s their recent venture… Continue reading “Looking back at : The Fall’s Grotesque (after the gramme)”
Some albums strike a chord in the heart of individuals more than others. There are those that shake us to our bones, the metaphorical dirt and dust of our souls shook clean, leaving us clean and bright. Others are akin to a fire, illuminating and warming us. Of course the flipside to this analogy is that like a fire, these albums can eventually die out, leaving ashes, darkness and a feeling of cold in it’s place. Continue reading “Re:View Idlewild – The Remote Part”
From time to time, we like to talk about albums that time has forgotten about. Lost Gems is a column dedicated to albums that were overlooked in their time or simply don’t get that much press today, and we think it’s a damn shame. This time around, we invited Simon Roberts (Morricone Dancehall, The Farewell State, The Letter) to write about a sweet little topaz called King for a Day, Fool for a Lifetime. Continue reading “Lost Gems: Faith No More – King for a day, fool for a lifetime”
It’s an interesting moment when The Pale Pacific‘s EP, Rules are predictable, stops. The thought of “what did I just listen to?” floats around in your head. Not because of them being overtly experimental guys with masks playing 5/4 signatures with lyrics about Picasso fighting Lavoisier, but because of the genres the band tackles. Continue reading “Lost gems: The Pale Pacific – Rules are predictable”
Part 1: Rowche Rumble (Single) and Dragnet (Album) (1979)
Editor’s note: Pete and Ed are part of Sheffield‘s own Pisco Sour Hour. They also dabble in all things The Fall, going on a release-per-release basis in one mammoth of a project (here). We are happy to haven them guest-writing for us. Continue reading “Looking back at : The Fall -1”
BRONCO – COUNTRY HOME (ILP 9124) Continue reading “Treasures from the loft”
It’s always mind-blowing when a band you sort of tagged and bagged into a particular shelf in your genre cupboard (TM) becomes self-aware and evolves. Thrice is one of those cases: pigeonholed in the post-hardcore/screamo box, they pulled the rug for a lot of people in 2007 and 2008 with their quadruple EP (sold in two instalments of CDs or as a supersweet vinyl collectible) The Alchemy Index.
The premise : the four elements. The sound: varied. Thrice showed their musical talent by tackling a particular genre in each EP, and by golly’s stinky sneakers, they nailed it each time.
So, in celebration that the postman finally delivered a copy of their new album Major/Minor , we decided to do this collaborative post. The writers will be Chris Anderson, guitarist/singer/composer for Firesuite (check ’em), Tonan and Sam.
Me? I didn’t get any EPs but I got the cookies. Booyah. It pays to be a cow.