Mogoya (meaning “people today”) stands out for consummate and heartfelt musicianship that makes gentle mockery of the marketed western fare that has of late begun to bore us all. Oumou Sangaré – who has collaborated with artists such as Alicia…
Edinburgh based artist Andy Thompson, AKA Fuzzystar, has just released his brand new album, Telegraphing. To sum it up in four words, it’s a lyrical masterpiece. If you’re a sucker for hearing that Scottish accent that made us fall in love with the…
Hailing from Buckie on the Moray Firth coast of Scotland, classically trained Callum Peterkin’s expansive songwriting achieves the unexpected. He’s joined by Tom ‘the Noise’ Monger (vocals, samples, guitars) and Tiny Broken Keyboards (echoes, noises), and if there is such…
The striking, bleakness that opens Ida Wenøe’s ‘Lyla’, the lead single from her new album Time of Ghosts, is breath-taking – a whip of cold wind that sucks the air from your lungs. It is no surprise to learn that…
I think we can pretty much unanimously agree that the last year and a bit has been shit. Really, truly, rubbish. A number of the world’s favourite people have passed away, while one of the least favourite is now POTUS. Luckily…
For months the public has been teased with a variety of singles from Laura Marling’s much anticipated Semper Femina. After mounting anticipation, it has arrived, and shattered every expectation. Written during a self-confessed ‘masculine’ time in Marling’s life, the opening…
It’s safe to say that San Francisco’s Hanni El Khatib has made his mark on the world of music, wowing audiences with his raw edge since the days of his debut Will The Guns Come Out. Hanni has never been…
Belgian trio BRUTUS derive from Leuven, home of the mammoth Rock Werchter festival, which is renowned for its sheer hugeness, just like the trio themselves. Brutus have pushed even further with the announcement of their debut album, Burst. The album…
The androgyny of Bolan is there, the otherworldly, wan countenances too, gazes seeking distant horizons and the answers to questions long ago asked by hipless, hapless pop stars, but this record is no retread of the musical past.
There’s no denying, Pissed Jeans are an acquired taste. Why Love Now is half an hour of self-doubt: Why, just why, do I like this half hour of noise about fetish webcams and office supplies so much? But I do,…