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The Ramones might not have all actually been related but The Sidleys most definitely are. And unlike The Ramones, they play a soulful blend of indie and rock woven together in various combinations as the songs require. Such a family connection is often used as a gimmick to sell a band, especially when they don’t... Continue Reading →
Song titles can tell you a lot about an artist. With a tryptic of intriguing titles making up the middle part of this record, namely “The Biscuit (Who Grabbed My Face)”, “Diet of Worms” and the gloriously named “The President of The United States Is The Breitbart Bimbo” tells me all I need to know... Continue Reading →
Laszlo’s formative years, growing up in an environment where listening to rock music was highly disapproved of, might not have suggested that he would go on to carve out a career as a musician. Listening to First Day of Summer it sounds like it is a role he was born for. It is a song... Continue Reading →
I’m not sure if it is something I missed in previous reviews or if we are seeing a slightly new side of Forrest Hill but Crazy Days immediately makes me think of a band from way back when,, though which probably didn’t blip on a lot of peoples radars. It is early the early eighties,... Continue Reading →
Taking liberal amounts of pop and rock and no small dose of 80’s vibes, Love Somebody is both a song seeped in musical nostalgia as well as sonic modernity. If contemporary music itself is cyclical and the same sounds seeming to of find their way back into the zeitgeist at roughly 30 year intervals, this... Continue Reading →
When I read that this EP is based on the story of a deserting soldier’s journey through doubts, disappearance, lies, regret, pride, PTSD, anxiety and a sense of alienation, I immediately expected to be presented by some lofty prog rock sonics or intense metal riffs. Such powerful and poignant subjects are, after all, usually the... Continue Reading →
For someone, like myself, new to the music of Circo, both trailing this new album and kicking it off with the soft and subtle sounds of La Tormenta was an interesting choice. I was going to say that the song isn’t that representative of the album but having spent a bit more time listening to Adiós,... Continue Reading →
Depending on how you look at things Tristan Clark, the man behind The Tristones, is either stuck in the past or a perfect parodist of it. Listen to Camaro’s lyrics and you could be forgiven for thinking that you had wandered down some sort of more innocent late seventies, yacht-rock time loop but that is... Continue Reading →
If Volume 1 of this planned trilogy of albums did the groundwork for an exploration of Chris White's career in music, this middle panel of his musical Triptych features his work from the dissolution of The Zombies, the band that he will always be most closely associated with, in 1976 to the present day. Again,... Continue Reading →