How are ya? Not the most probing, Paxman-like of questions, but after a helter skelter few years, it seems like the only appropriate way to start when talking to Barry Hyde. The Futureheads frontman was diagnosed with bipolar disorder, got…
Ever felt left out of a conversation, online thread or general chat with that know-it-all musical mate? Never fear, our new Bluffer’s Guide, is here to assist you in blagging your way through the best bands and artists need to…
Dealing in icy, electro-soul fantasy worlds and moody, post-club comedowns, Temples Of Youth – aka Paul Gumma and Jo Carson – have a way of creating swelling, melancholic atmospherics that feel like they should be the backdrop to an ITV…
“Ugly pop – pop music that has been dragged on the back of a horse through dirt and shit and everything disgusting.” That was the assessment given by Babes in Toyland drummer Lori Barbero when asked to describe the boisterous…
Rating: When you first hear that Iggy Pop has been out in the Californian desert recording with Josh Homme, all kinds of images of biker gangs, cactus strewn vistas and mighty jam sessions under hallucinogenic sunsets start to form. Oh,…
“Detroit Rocks!” barked the NME headline on 11 August 2001; “Is Detroit the new Seattle?” Hmmm, perhaps not as it turned out, but cover stars Jack and Meg did go on to do rather well for themselves and, though contemporaries…
A gothic Gram Parsons drowning in reverb and crooning romantic woe, George Cessna looks like an old cowboy ghost as he stands lonesome and lost on a Baltimore rooftop in the video for his track ‘Leave Me Alone’. Under pink…
The depressing sight of bloated bore Chris Evans wheeling out Britpop relics for the “I’m still zany” nostalgia embarrassment of TFI Friday sent me in search of something new to blow away the soul-sapping drizzle of Kelly ‘phonics bloke’s latest…
“You should be truthful as an artist, that’s your obligation.” ADF’s Steve ‘Chandrasonic’ Savale talks Corbyn, movie soundtracks and the Italian X Factor… At a time of turmoil across the globe and raging political debate, it’s noticeable how little artists…
It’s not that he’s mellowing with age exactly, but John Lydon seems in a relatively content mood tonight in Shepherd’s Bush. His antichrist-anarchist youth is a faded memory and even the tartan-trousered larrikin of recent times is toned down as…