Boards Of Canada – 'Tomorrow's Harvest'
While reclusive electronic musicians abound, something about the work of brothers Michael Sandison and Marcus Eoin inspires fervour and devotion. Their seminal ’90s releases on Warp Records used to reference cults. Now Boards of Canada are one, as the insane clamour for their first LP in seven years proves. The recent vogue for hazy and vague music both new (Actress) and old (My Bloody Valentine) makes this a homecoming of sorts. Yet this isn’t a lazy victory lap around a pile of distressed synths – they’ve also been listening. The tribal stomp of ‘Palace Posy’ sounds like slowed-down Warpaint, while the half-step swing of ‘Come to Dust’ suggests a passing awareness of dubstep. If that makes you shudder, relax. Anyone whose mind was readjusted by their magnificent debut ‘Music Has the Right to Children’ will be more than impressed. Everyone else: prepare to be indoctrinated.
In case you didn’t know, Scandinavia is cool right now. The food, the fashion, the facial hair – plus the Vikings have invaded the British Museum. All we need next is a healthy economy, a reliable public transport system and a sense of social justice, and London will be indistinguishable from Oslo. Meanwhile in Hackney, there’s yet another Northern European-inspired incursion. Or apparently so: the website claims this bar-restaurant-club draws on ‘a Nordic aesthetic’, although it’s not immediately obvious within. Oslo occupies the previously deserted old Hackney rail station and takes on a bit of a railway theme with its luggage-rack lighting, plus there are industrial stylings that give the whole place a Janet Jackson ‘Rhythm Nation’ video feel. The restaurant part is rather fancy, its food incorporating a few of the forages, pickles, jellies and marinations of New Nordic cooking. The kitchen is regularly given over to guest chefs, and you have to book – it’s always heaving. Eat in the bar and the food is more straightforward. Where once the standard snack in pubs was a toastie, sausage roll or pork pie, now it’s the slider or fried chicken. These are served alongside frankly obscene portions of chips, slathered with the likes of cured bacon fat and bacon salt, or braised oxtail, gravy and cheese. There’s a commendable range of craft beers from the vicinity, including a couple from Five Points Brewing just five minutes up the road at the Downs.Head upstairs and you’ll find a
Venue says: “Join us every Thursday night until late for Soul Soul Soul – a night of vinyl appreciation with DJs playing soul, funk, disco and more.”