Magpie psych-poppers The Ruby Suns might be eclectic like a PCP-addicted shoplifter, but there is a method to their glorious madness. Their proud array of Polynesian folk, highlife, Devendra-like...
Even by dubstep’s own youthful standards, Croydon’s Beni Adejumo – who builds beats as Benga – is precociously talented. He started hanging around the legendary Big Apple...
The second LP from London’s Rupert Lyddon and Lawrence ‘La’ Rudd reinforces their status as one of the most convincing writerly and band-aligned electro-pop acts. Their sound is...
It’s perhaps no great surprise that the thrillingly foul breath of Cave’s recent Grinderman project has pumped life into his Bad Seeds. The dazzling double opus that was 2004’s...
Strutting around a disco for five years would, we imagine, get a bit tiresome. Especially if you’re wearing the kind of improbable, glitzy heels that Alison Goldfrapp probably wears to do the...
Cue snotty-boy/twee-girl vocals, out-of-tune violin and a general sense of calculated clatter posing as gleeful abandon. Worse, this debut album is a smug exercise in meta-indie pop, a running...
Sargasso Trio first met in the ranks of Norwich’s 50-strong marching samba band. And, judging by the infectious rhythms that permeate their wonderful debut album, they weren’t doing it...
If he had his time over, Jason Friedman would probably choose another name. Since first launching The Boggs in NYC and guiding them through countless line-up changes, the collapse of City Rockers...
There exists a personality disorder – becoming ever more prevalent in our celebrity-obsessed times – whereby anyone who’s assumed a high-profile alter ego may well be unable...
Reading’s Pete And The Pirates sound like a six-piece – five men, one metronome. Full of peppy three-way harmonies and guitars sharpened to a point, this is brashly romantic punk pop...
