Sinéad O’Connor could lend her voice to anything and it would sound beautiful to my ears. Like this collaboration with Asian Dub Foundation and Radiohead guitarist Ed O’Brien from 2003, produced by the great Adrian Sherwood.
Mr November is the climactic final track on The National’s 2005 breakthrough third album Alligator and a highlight of every live show.
I didn’t always buy Johnny Cash’s American Recordings though there were wonderful exceptions like Hurt. The same is true here.
Twee indie-pop normally raises my hackles, especially when it comes along with a fey attitude and irritatingly catchy tunes. Belle & Sebastian spring immediately to mind.
One of the last of the old Chicago bluesmen still standing, Buddy Guy is still going strong at the age of 87. And arguably the best. (more…)
The brotherhood of I Am Kloot
There’s blood on your legs,” sings the small man with the big guitar. “I love you . . .” Has there ever been a more mysterious, more sinisterly romantic line in popular music than the lyric of Twist by I Am Kloot?
I Am Kloot’s dark domestic drama Twist illustrates John Bramwell’s gift as one of Britain’s greatest living singer-songwriters.
The Streets came out of nowhere, creating kitchen sink dramas of life as a young working-class man in the UK at the turn of the millennium.
In 2000 I was flown to Paris (business class) and plied with food and drink at the beautiful Hotel Costes just to interview an unknown French bloke called Mirwais.