Album:
Rose Kemp - A Handful Of Hurricanes
Would you care for a treacle-voiced British torturess intermittently forging monstrously powerful walls of sound reminiscent of The Smashing Pumpkins or Scout Niblett complete with some bona fide faux-Albini produced Shellac/Todd Trainer drumming sounds, whilst crooning about fear and violence? Yes please sir.
Singles:
Grace – Stand Still
Stand Still by Grace has nice, excitable rolling drums and uppity bass for starters, that almost get it to ‘good song’ level, before John-Paul Jones sings his bizarre words of patronising encouragement, aimed presumably at a less than thoughtful teenage crowd… “Touching tables made of wood, in a way that makes you perfect/Why try something twice, waste your precious time/If you stand still long enough, the world will come to you.” Quite.
Boy Kill Boy – Shoot Me Down
The problem with singles is: they’re too damn short, there’s too damn many, and not enough of them are any good. It’s enough to make you ponder with yourself that Shoot Me Down by Boy Kill Boy might be worth some of your pennies. Dreary balladry, it would seem, is the next step for these hyper-contrived, definitely-not-self-styled pretties - an attempt to cover all the potential bases of indie-rock perhaps; one that will go largely unnoticed, hopefully.
365 – One Touch
It’s not all indie music round here though you know; sometimes we like some brass backed beats with lyrics about instantaneous love/misogyny/casual sex, from new boybands like 365. One Touch (November 13th - Innocent Records) it’s called, and it’s less appealing than an evening jamming with Michael Jackson (2006, not 1986) and The Backstreet Boys at one of the ‘other’ members of *NSYNC’s house – which coincidentally is probably what these dudes wish they were doing.
The Little Ones – Lovers Who Uncover
The Little Ones Lovers Who Uncover sounds like Mercury Rev would probably sound if they went to hang out in some happy-clappy Hawaiian funk bar with a coupla’ post-rock guitarists. That scenario would probably be less weird than it sounds, but a whole load of fun. The b-side too retains the vibe and has bloody maracas - ace. This lot might be worth keeping an eye on.
Ripchord – Lock Up Your Daughters (And Throw Away The Key)
Ripchord sound like Just A Mustache era Thunderbirds Are Now! and probably don’t even realise, judging by the press release. This then, is a good thing. Speedy, urgent, sounds-casual-but-probably-isn’t, verse/chorus/verse/chorus with a bit of shouting, bratty lyrics and some nifty guitar work over a relentless bass and you have yourself a cracking little single that proves two things: British pop-punk isn’t all bad; and not everything Ian Broudie touches is easily scoffed at, responsible as he is for the production of Lock Up Your Daughters (And Throw Away the Key)
Jeremy Warmsley – Dirty Blue Jeans
Jeremy Warmsley is a young man with supreme control over words and sounds, which he combines expertly to make some of the most attention-worthy music released this year. Frantic his delivery is on Dirty Blue Jeans, a track riddled with contradiction thanks to a perennial sounds-like-a-recorder ditty that hovers throughout this otherwise gritty ditty. Lyrically velvetine and sonically intriguing and original - this is a gem.
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