We were sent an outrageously warped vinyl copy of this imposing slab of pychedelic drone rock and, in the kind of happy accident that will be unknown to future generations of music lovers, it...
The noughties’ increasingly swift romp through the ’80s continues. These chaps sound like Jo Boxers, all snappy doo-wop ardour and charity-shop decadence. Sharp.
Hurrah, it’s the late ’80s already! The Klaxons attempt to mix sharp, sparkly guitar pop with the euphoria of hardcore rave. Sounds like a baggy kind of idea to me. But if that sounds...
Full steam towards the ’90s. Claiming to sound like early Ramones but actually sounding like late Manics is a cruel (and frankly unwise) trick for any band to play.
Colin ‘C Swing’ Emmanuel is reckoned to be British hip hop’s answer to Timbaland. Sure enough, this is a wired, relentless and addictive affair. A bit 2003 then. Still, at least...
‘I entered nothing/and nothing entered me/until you came,’ croons Moz, which means that this could join an elite canon of songs that may be about anal intercourse, one that could also...
Sounds like Big Country playing ‘E-Pro’ by Beck. But, you know, quite good.
This is great too: rowdy, shouty grrl pop. Think Bananarama meets The Slits, or Shampoo produced by Phil Spector.
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