rescuing musical virtue in distress.
Fans of the band ‘New Street Adventure’ will already be familiar with the work of Nick Corbin, he was the singer and songwriter for the band up until 2018, but those of us new to the name will probably find something quite surprising on his debut solo release. After reading the promo sheet that accompanies... Continue Reading →
If he as trying to create nothing other than a wonderfully chilled, dance-infused, mellow vibes, pop song, Olivier Herràn the man behind Dreams of Orion would have succeeded with room to spare. But the fact that he has claimed that the music has a higher purpose means that perhaps the music needs to tick certain... Continue Reading →
Not to take anything away from the music but when you have a song with such great vocal dynamics, ones that remind you of Leigh Nash from Sixpence None the Richer, that in itself is enough to sell the song. Well, it worked for me. All too often a singer seems to be just going... Continue Reading →
Any band who were featured on the now mythical NME C86 cassette, toured with the likes of The House of Love and The Wedding Present and who had called it a day by 1990 leaving behind them four critically acclaimed albums and a solid reputation could probably rest comfortably, assured that they had done enough... Continue Reading →
Even before you concentrate on the lyrics and the message being relayed here, there is something heartfelt, nostalgic and perhaps melancholic about the sonic landscape that the words sit in. All too often do the words and the music of songs seem to be separate entities, or at best the latter merely a delivery system... Continue Reading →
I don’t really listen to a lot of pop music these days, not the type of thing found huddled under the style over substance umbrella of today’s market. It probably isn’t really aimed at me anyway and I always feel that is exactly what is wrong with the situation. By assuming that pop should only... Continue Reading →
We know that Echoglass is pretty deft at fashioning music across a wide range of genres, their fluid and fairly eclectic back-catalogue is testament to that. But I feel that they really come into their own when they play the role of small town lamenters, troubadours of the kitchen-sink drama, purveyors of the northern chanson, revelling... Continue Reading →
I get so used to listening to British bands enamoured by the glamour of American music, of ex-punks donning plaid shirts in search of a British Americana sound, whatever that might be, of pop pixies adopting the music and mannerisms of past stateside soul divas, of blues players digging for sonic pearls in the mud... Continue Reading →
It is songs such as Wonder Why which remind me why I am glad that I was too young for punk and instead consider myself a child of the post-punk era. Punk may have kicked in a few doors here and there to grab an NME headline, stormed a barricade or two, mainly when the... Continue Reading →