Irish band Nerves are not for the faint-hearted. They use texture and volume to create vast emotional canvases of noise. (more…)
This song by Bristol-based reggae revivalists The Co-Operators is sadly relevant to what’s going on around the world today. I really wish it wasn’t.
Terry Reid was fated to be remembered much more for what he didn’t do than anything he did, forever immortalised as a kind of Zelig figure in pop.
I’m sure some people might dismiss The Warlocks as one of that band of Velvet Underground fetishists. But I don’t care – I love them too.
I’ve loved Mexican music for a long time and the first time I heard it was on Ry Cooder’s 1976 album Chicken Skin Music. And the songs that stood out were the ones featuring the accordion of Flaco Jimenez.
It’s the height of summer – and what better way to kick off a July playist than with the nu-disco sounds of Goldfrapp? We’ve also got some old-time country (Southern Raised) and old-skool reggae (Michael Rose) and a more modern Polish-Jamaican reggae hybrid. Plus the oddest tribute to Ozzy Osbourne you’ll ever hear with a cabaret version of Paranoid… in German. And lots lots more besides.
Heavy metal was never my music and Black Sabbath were never my band. But Ozzy superseded the genre he and his mates invented.
It’s ironic that Connie Francis unwittingly reached a new generation when this song went viral on Tik Tok in May – two months before her death at the age of 87.
This was the song that sent Dave Cousins and his band of former folkies The Strawbs into the pop charts for the first time early in 1973.