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Beangrowers
- I Like You
Beangrowers
still not massive? Something is wrong with the muffled ears of this island.
This is the first release from album “Dance Dance Baby” and
is a perfect showcase for their raw sounding and fearless guitar pop.
Alison’s vocals are powerfully sexy, her ‘ohs’ peppering
this track with just the right amount of emotional abandon. But what makes
this track stand out is its ‘rush’ element: a pulse racing
concentration of relived primary experiences that snatch you away from
the mundane. B-side “The Priest” is no less exciting, exploiting
the quiet loud dynamic so perfect for Alison’s voice. It begins
bass heavy: purring with strings and rolling bass drum. Working in combination
with an honest set of guitar riffs, this track builds to a pounding crescendo,
plugging
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into a musical high before plunging back to the dirty bass floor. This
is music that will drag you into past days of heady teenage drinking and
dancing. Let’s face it, who amongst doesn’t still enjoy a
bit of that?
Review
by Lindsey Kent
www.beangrowers.net
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| Prinzhorn
Dance School - Up! Up! Up!
Being
on DFA's label you'd expect more electro sleaze from the first British
act to be signed by the New Yorkians. In Up! Up! Up! I can safely say,
you don't get it. Instead you get ultra-minimal art school thumping as
a drumkit and a bass guitar have the type of engrossing but pointless
late night conversation about which is better, tea or coffee. Massively
repetitive, seemingly directionless, borderline nonesense, I absolutely
love Prinzhorn Dance School but can give you no real reason why. Perhaps,
like many things, just because they did it. Monotony has never been so
addictive.
Review by Aidienn
Ellison
www.prinzhorn-dance-school.com
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High Wire - Saint Bees
This is
like some of the better summer parties I’ve been to. I can’t
remember where they were or what we were listening to, but I remember
the warm muggy feeling of hot evenings and cold beer, with lots of friends.
‘Saint Bees’ is a laid-back, groovy song that is like a bunch
of muso friends getting together to jam a Doves song during the party
– it’s not especially organised, but the warm feeling of it
stays with you long after they’ve stopped playing.
The B-side carries on in a similarly casual way, only the party is at
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– someone has got out some powerful weed and, though they’re
all playing roughly the same song, they’re losing interest as everyone
leaves or goes to the kitchen for munchies.
Review by Hannah
Higham
www.myspace.com/thehighwire
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Workshop - Stutter & Dance EP
After seeing
a couple of Popshop's noisy, sweaty gigs i was expecting a strictly no
tunes affair on this EP but i have to admit to being suprised. The guitars
are abrasive and angular in all the right ways, there is some impressive
instrumentation throughout and lots of clever little hooks to discover
on each track. 'Channels' is like The Strokes fed through a computer whilst
'Popsong' doesn't do what it says on the tin but instead reveals that
these boys like Steve Albini, a lot. Not a bad thing at all. 'X-Rays Confidental'
is the best of the bunch, even throwing in some nice out of sync/tune
keyboard for good measure. Inventive. This is for English geek boys who
love their american indie rock. It's classy stuff. recommended.
Review by Andrew
Moran
www.myspace.com/popularworkshop
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Stone Toddler - Twang
Currently
subverting pop over in Brighton are the admirably off-kilter 12 Stone
Toddler who mangle Frank Zappa-esque odd-ball rock with conventional indie
in an unexpectedly enjoyable way. Factor in Chris Otero’s Mike Patton-esque
croon and you’ve got an awkward carnival-pop beast straining at
the leash. An acquired taste for sure, but one that you might just want
to acquire… 7/10
Review by Tom Leins
www.myspace.com/12stonetoddler
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Rodgers - I Fell To You Under Winter Sun
Half English-half
French folksinger Fran Rodgers is the third signing to the emergent On
The Bone Records roster. Fran doesn’t play anti-folk, urban folk,
folktronica or any other deviation – this is pure haunting folk
music a la Vashti Bunyan or even Joni Mitchell. Recorded by Richard Green
(formely of Ultrasound, latterly of The Somatics) this timeless three-track
burst is fragile, graceful and stark. Folking great!
Review by Tom Leins
www.franrodgers.co.uk
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Rosemary
- 40-40
Now this
is fun – Rosemary are punchy and hyped up. Catchy as fuck is probably
the best way to describe 40-40. Really nice jangly guitar work and some
hooks that will most likely to weasel their way in to your head and stay
there as you carry out the mundane tasks that make up your day.
Down like a domino is full
of the same urgency with a nice vocal distortion and some quality guitar
lines. Not as immediately catchy as 40-40 but still full of quality stuff.
Blissfully Mine is a whistful
ditty – seeing Rosemary taking a walk in some sort
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sun-drenched meadow with their acoustic guitar and an undulating mantra
like vocal which drifts and flows… This song is also the perfect
length to be played over and over and again is catchy. A band to watch
and see over the summer if this is what we are to expect… looking
forward to more.
Review by Bolero
Sanchez
www.myspace.com/rosemarymusic
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| Radar
- War Out There
A competently
quirky single veering along the way of indie, ska, and dub, 'War Out There'
takes in blatant influences such as Madness and the The Ordinary Boys,
while still managing to create a captivating atmosphere of its own. Yet
something isn't quite right, and you get the niggling impression that
authenticity is lacking.
The subject matter it deals
with may still be relevant but somehow it feels worn out, and so Radar
doesn't get past what they express in the title. In contrast to the way
they have created the song itself the way they deal with the subject seems
more of a fashion choice to deliberately garner credibility. There reeks
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air of conscious business decisions. This also reflects in the decision
to include a barrage of remixes and alternate versions of the track, in
the hope that if it doesn't become an indie hit they can still make some
money via the club dancefloor or perhaps as a soundtrack for an advert.
However, while this may be
the case, there is no denying that Radar does have potential if they just
decide to filter out the crap and be true to themselves.
Review by Nathania
Hartley
www.radar.tv
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Mojo Fins - Pinata Face
A dismayingly
half-baked attempt at a trembling indie-folk strum-along from this new
Brighton four-piece. I quite like the way that the song itself builds,
but the lyrics are pretty ropey and the singer’s voice is less than
convincing. They seem to aim for hushed Elliott Smith brooding, but sound
closer to a clumsy Turin Brakes re-hash. Well, not quite that average,
but pretty unsatisfactory nonetheless – essentially a good idea
badly executed. Back to the drawing board, perhaps? 5/10
Review by Tom Leins
www.myspace.com/themojofins
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| Switches
- Lay Down The Law
Lay down
the law starts a bit like Franz Fedinand on jellies and carries on in
much the same way. Perfectly competent and is probably a bit of a live
hit. However whilst being punchy and nicely written it lacks something
for me. The backing vocals are slightly nagging and wimpy the guitar line
is a bit repetitive.
Testify is very much in the
same vein with little mod-ish touches and a brit-poppy swagger…
There’s some nice Pop-Levi 70’s-esque bits happening but again
I’m finding it a little dull…
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style harmonies which end up sounding like low rent 50’s rock and
roll. Shorter and sweeter than the previous two.
Cut my hair shapes up a bit
better again delving in to the 60’s and 70’s with a Love kinda
sound – again working on those harmonies and this time a little
bit more interesting guitar work. This has a little more substance than
the other tunes on the CD and I could quite imagine tripping away to this
in some field… somewhere.
Overall we’re taking
just three songs to cover much of the last half century of musical influences.
As you might have realised I’m gonna say that Switches aren’t
really doing it for me… For fans of them I’m sure this CD
is great – the NME and Uncut also seem to think so (according to
the press gabble on the back of the CD). But I think we need to be delving
deeper in to that pot of influences if Switches are gonna be breaking
any boundaries.
Review by Bolero
Sanchez
www.switchesmusic.co.uk
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Dylan
James - Sometime I Rock, Sometimes I Roll
The Libertines
have a lot to answer for. I tried to get it, really I did. I listened
to the first album from beginning to end, trying to find out what all
the fuss was about and failing. But something about them was clearly importatnt
– every indie club was invaded by gangs of Pete ‘n’
Carl-alikes in studied urchin dishabille, posing beautifully and playing
badly.
This is a soundalike that might have got some attention if it had been
released earlier, but now its author might not be noticed until the revival
(or even the revival of the revival). Perhaps he should do a ‘nu-rave’
remix, or try grunge – surely that’s due for a revival soon…?
Review by Hannah
Higham
www.myspace.com/dylanjamesmusic
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Deluka
- I'll Wait
They may
be getting ranked among the likes of Ladytron, The Kills, The Killers
and Klaxons, but within the company of such hot bands Deluka appear pretty
unremarkable.
What we are given is short,
formulaic with uninspired lyrics and vocals that get lost underneath the
instruments. It doesn't make you want to turn it off, but it doesn't give
you anything to keep it on for either. It would seem that at present,
Deluka have simply mastered the art of fitting in. It'll do, but don't
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will, since it is suitable enough fodder to pin all your musical hopes,
aspirations, and ideals onto, but this doesn't mean that they actually
possess these qualities. Not yet anyway. 'I'll wait as long as it takes',
they mumble. But will you?
Review by Nathania
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