The Time Out mixtape
The week's best new music, fresh every Friday
Fri Aug 30 2013
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Crooked Hands – 'The Stream'
It's not quite clear whether Crooked Hands is a solo project or a five-piece band, but either way it seems that frontman and singer-songwriter Christopher Brown is the man in charge. He's got a wistful, aching voice that sounds like Fleet Foxes' Robin Pecknold one minute, and like Billy Corgan the next – which works perfectly, because 'The Stream' flows terrifically from dense, finger-picked acoustic guitar lines and resonant stabs of piano to huge, distorted riffs and explosive drums. It's thoroughly stadium-ready and should blow your socks off, which makes it even more incredible that – and you might want to sit down for this bit – 'The Stream' is only Crooked Hands' second single. Time will tell, but it's just possible that Mumfords-style success is on the horizon…
Drenge – 'Backwaters'
Drenge is what would have happened if The Black Keys had grown up in rural Derbyshire rather than suburban Ohio. Their hometown (it's more of a village really) is Castleton, outside Sheffield, and judging by the video for their new single 'Backwaters' it's the kind of place where the only things for bored teenagers to do are drink, fight, kiss, and smash and burn things. The brothers' surname is Loveless, so by playing blues-rock they've missed out on an incredible opportunity to form a My Bloody Valentine tribute act. But it's okay, because 'Backwaters' is a big old stomp with stoner rock riffs, listless vocals, and lyrics which could be about any small town from Essex to Oregon –although the line about riding the last bus to the end of the line should resonate with anyone who's ever lived a few stops too far away from the centre of town.
Pins – 'Stay True'
A few years ago there was an all-female London band making lo-fi music with ’80s indie pop influences, called Pens. They're not to be confused with this lot: an all-female Manchester band making lo-fi music with ’80s indie pop influences, called Pins. As well as a totally different vowel in their name, Pins set themselves apart with their ambition – judging by their new single 'Stay True', that is. It's a scratchy, chiming, churning track that strives for epic heights with some eerie chants and a rigid bassline, and while it's not perfect, it does suggest that Pins could have a bright future as underground heroes.
Young Fathers – 'Mr Martyr'
Edinburgh isn't known as a hotbed of urban music – its most famous musical export, after all, is still The Proclaimers – but if there's one group who might change that, it's Young Fathers. Their new single 'Mr Martry' provides two reasons. Firstly, some stunning musical innovation: everyone from Meat Loaf to Lady Gaga has used the iconic drum beat from The Ronettes' 'Be My Baby', but when was the last time you heard it on a hip hop track? And listen out for the plaintive, fuzzy and superbly moody dub-soul groove which kicks in just after the two minute mark. And then there's the second reason that 'Mr Martyr' marks out the Scottish rap trio: their languid, murky flow. Watch out, Proclaimers: Young Fathers are on their way to making Edinburgh the Atlanta of Scotland.
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