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The world is an uncertain and unpredictable place at the moment, nothing seems as it was, little can be taken for granted. Well, that isn’t strictly true. Even in such turbulent times you know that Nelson King will still be getting on with the business of writing new songs, turning out cool albums and maintaining... Continue Reading →
We like Nelson King here at Dancing About Architecture, of course we do, just look at the amount of times we have written about his music. But of course the real test of a musician's worth comes not so much in the studio but in the live arena. Of course there is an art to... Continue Reading →
Although it is easy to associate Nelson King with the more blasting and blistering blues based, low slung, rock and roll, he is the master of the more studied and deftly crafted number too, and his latest album, the concisely titled I, is just full of examples of this more mellow sonic arena. Rising Sun... Continue Reading →
Given Nelson King’s usual rate of output, I was thinking of sending out a search party, having not had anything by him land in the in-box for quite a while, but thankfully Life Ain’t No Movie Show turned up as if to assure me that he is still very much in the game. Though its... Continue Reading →
Nelson King continues to maintain his rather impressive recorded work rate, something in keeping with the bands from days gone by rather than the rather tardy recording schedule of most modern bands, and Shine is the latest collection of songs to see the light of day. Shine On gave us a taste of things to... Continue Reading →
You can say what you like about Mr King but you can’t deny that he has a pretty solid work rate. It seems that barely a season goes by without at least one album popping into the review pile. Whilst many of his albums have seen him head into that battered and brusied electric rock... Continue Reading →
There is one thing you can say about Nelson King, he’s no slouch when it comes to musical output. It seems that no sooner have the last notes of his trademark scuzzed-up and sleazy garage blues faded on the wind than a new collection arrives demanding attention. And just when I think that I have... Continue Reading →
There was a point a few songs in to The Collection, possibly somewhere around Always You that I recognised the same battered style and ragged glory of one of my favourite musical cult heroes, Nikki Sudden. In my book, it doesn’t get better than that. The same loose and slightly louche approach, the same street... Continue Reading →
It is possible that Nelson King subscribes less to the “if it ain’t broke don’t fix it” philosophy and more to a “if it ain’t broke it’s still okay to beat the crap out of it and sculpt battered and interesting new shapes.” Maybe. What I’m trying to say in my unnecessarily verbose sort of... Continue Reading →