“And I know it sounds strange // But I don’t know how to change the clocks The clocks // Oh love, I can change…but I don’t know how to change the clocks”- Hey Sholay Between history and the myth, choose the myth. Always. So said Tony Wilson (allegedly) in the lifechanging 24 Hour Party People. This myth goes back to 2009. I had a guest ticket to see Skint & Demoralised at Sheffield … Continue reading 30 Days, 30 Bands – #14 Hey Sholay
It has been a long road, but the honeysuckle psych poppy Hey Sholay comes back from the woods. ‘Eyes for me’ is a trippy honeycomb that should remind you that the beloved quintet can make a hook, then turn it into fried gold. If tha fancies it, you can download it from their soundcloud Continue reading Stream: Hey Sholay – Eyes for me
Well, Tramlines 2013 is done and dusted and I’ve reviewed it amply for La Pop Life (a top site from México) and Goldflakepaint (a top site from Bristol). For my own Shithole of a Website (TM), Sloucher, I’ll do a bit of photo caption and then go into an assessment of the bad, the good and the _____. Continue reading “Tramlines 2013 – The good, the bad and the _____”
The Hot Soles open up the night with typical aplomb, a class act in rock and roll, all sweat and frenetic riffs, blustering drums and yelping vocals, it’s a call to arms and The Hot soles are definitely armed and dangerous. The crowd are ready. Continue reading “Gig Review : Hey Sholay @ Queens Social Club”
Heeeeeeey, it’s me, your friendly neighbourhood listings editor, @Orestes_yipee. There was no preview on May because I was on strike. ATTICA! ATTICA!
However, this is June, the best month of the year. Here’s your June Preview. Continue reading “Impignorating in Sheffield – #1”
Howdy ho, this is yer obligatory, PR-pleasin’, stalker-sharin’ video “round up” and this is associate editor, Orestes P. Xistos.
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Greetings, readers who appreciated the nods to the classic G.I. Joe* cartoon in G.I. Joe Retaliation! Welcome to another edition of our “reviewing releases late again” single reviews column.
In honour to our recent re-obsession with Sigur Ros‘ ( ), we are nicknaming our reviewers after each track. If this doesn’t make sense, then you xylo no fi lo, you so, so no filo.
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Greetings, readers! I was kicked out of an artsy fartsy gig the other day. Why? I dunno, but one day I’ll reveal the truth and it will be as massive as Wikileaks, but with more kebabs and less sexual harassing (alleged or not). Why am I not allowed to walk into a venue wearing noodles? I want to wear noodles, you obey, ok? You are insulting my pastafarian beliefs if you chuck me out of your lil’ venue, you bald-headed gorilla!
Phew, sorry, for a minute there, I lost myself, I lost myself. This week’s singles come courtesy of Red House Painters, because they were awesome, yo!
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‘My blood’ is the newest single by Hey Sholay, splintering from their rather excellent album ((O)) (allegedly pronounced paréntesis paréntesis bolita paréntesis paréntesis). You can read our review of the album here, you can read an interview with one of their members here and you can read an interview with their nemesis right here. Now go and buy the album ‘cuz it’s good. Continue reading Wake up to Hey Sholay