DMA's - For Now

This album is new, apparently, and yet, its familiarity is immediate. At times, it’s effortless, catchy, and rhythmic, could it be an instant classic?

From note one of opener and album title ‘For Now’, it’s clear to see why Andy Bell professed “DMA’s are the future”. Guitars swirl like Bell’s Ride at their hazy best and crucially, there is broodiness lying within like early Verve.

Contrast that with 'Dawning', a pure trip down La's and Go-Betweens melody lane. Again, there is an essence of darkness, a snarl which loiters with the utmost righteousness. When spirit and belief merge like this, dreams of big unified crowds materialise.

The quest for purity of soul can occasionally be their downfall, however. A lack of shade dampens the beauty of those magic moments. ‘The End’ and ‘In The Air’ feel like they are reaching for something that isn’t there.

That said, when the C86 ‘Warsaw’ and ‘Lazy Love’ come to the fore, you could hardly blame them for striving for happiness every time. ‘Warsaw’ exuberantly blends Primal Scream’s debut album with the Paisley singles of early Stone Roses. ‘Lazy Love’, channels ‘Elephant Stone' via the indie-folk jangle of Belle & Sebastien’s classic ‘Boy With The Arab Strap’, you’ll wish it rambled on for hours.

An instant classic? It’s a way off. However, they are far more than Oasis revivalists. With Ride, Verve, The Cure, Primal Scream, Go-Betweens, Stone Roses all appearing as influences, a path is emerging for them to find their own voice.

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Blossoms - Cool Like You

Blossoms’ breakthrough in 2016 was somewhat surprising, arising at a time when new bands weren’t a part of the mainstream. As a result, the anticipation for ‘Cool Like You’ has been sky-high. Not only because they are indie’s leading light, but, if they fail, the door opened for other bands, may close once more.

All fears are allayed; ‘Cool Like You’ is wave upon wave of melody. Vocally and synth-based, the hooks just keep on coming. Drenched in 80s pop, Blossoms have hit a groove that surely will carry them to glory.

Opening tracks ‘There’s A Reason Why (I Never Returned Your Calls) and ‘I Can’t Stand It’ are dialectically soaked in melancholy and sunshine like The Railway Children’s classic ‘Every Beat of the Heart’.

On tracks like ‘Faithful’ and ‘How Long Will It Last’ however, there is a sense Phil Collins has joined The Killers. It strays so close to the watery hallmarks of Stock Aitken and Waterman they are in danger of losing all credibility.

Art is only great when it moves you to the point of shock. This is not that. It is, however, a good alternative (ever so slightly) pop music. ‘Cool Like You’ is as much an indictment of the times as the polemic of their naysayers Sleaford Mods. It signifies just how far alternative music has had to shift its foundations to be commercially viable.

Nevertheless, that door, have it opened wider? Yes. Why? Melody, melody, melody! Even at its blandest, ‘Cool Like You’ delivers undeniable pop hooks. Furthermore, it calls in to question their peers’ ability to match them. Can The Blinders and Avalanche Party et al channel their substance a melody so good, radio controllers find it impossible to ignore?

Embrace - Love Is A Basic Need

Embrace’s 2014 eponymous titled album was a remarkable departure from their epic gospel-indie sound. It took their established euphoria to new pastures and for once, shut the critics up. So where would brothers McNamara take us this time?

To coin an early Embrace lyric, they have ‘come back to what you know’. From start to finish, ‘Love Is A Basic Need’ is the archetypal Embrace sound. The slow emotive build to a crescendo of gospel singers and big choruses. Detractors will say it’s formulaic, but, few bands can define themselves this clearly.

‘The Finish Line’, ‘Snake Oil’, ‘My Luck Comes In Three’ and the duet with Kerri Watt ‘Never’, are all candidates to soundtrack some talentless no marks journey from X Factor audition to the judges sex dungeon round. Their ability to conjure rags to riches images to such a consistent level is admirable.

Lead of single ‘Wake Up Call’ is the pick of the bunch. As their recent tour proved, it’s a huge sing-along number, to the point that they open their sets with it. Fervent proof that older bands can still deliver radio friendly bangers!

Richard fronted songs usually offer something different on Embrace albums. On ‘Where You Sleeping’ though, it’s more a case of swapping Danny out for Richard. It’s another track where subtle guitar riffs build towards an upsurge of sentiment.

The familiarity of the album is both its up and downside. Twenty years on, some will say old hat, die hard fans will say a return to their roots. What cannot be called into question though, is their authenticity. This is not impassioned indie for the sake of it.

Alfa 9 - My Sweet Movida

In 2017, LA’s GospelbeacH reignited the classic sound of California, this year, the unlikely grey skies of Newcastle-Upon-Lyme are following in those footsteps. The four-piece Alfa 9, have surged onto the roots scene this year with their third album ‘My Sweet Movida’.

Leading this charge is ‘Movida’, sounding like a lost single from The Coral’s ‘Butterfly House’ album. Phil Mason’s gentile vocal flow wraps around his, and Leon Jones’ effortless guitar playing. This is the sound of alternative pop music begging to be loved by the masses.  

'Different Corner' and 'When The Light Goes Out' make up a trio of great radio-friendly pop efforts on ‘Movida’. The former taps into the spirit Teenage Fanclub, much like Daniel Wylie’s sun-kissed album 'Scenery For Dreamers'. Meanwhile, ‘When The Light Goes Out' is a light trip through Paisley psyche, using the guitars of Shack’s ‘Cup of Tea’ and ‘Pull Together’ to garner real affection.

'When I Think Of You' however, best encapsulates this album’s spirit. It’s beautifully elsewhere, whether it’s talking about love, loss, and hope. The sense of longing and melancholy colliding with sun-drenched musicianship shape shifts from nostalgia to aspirational in moments. 'Coincidence Files' furthers this with the great lyrics “time it passed you by” and “it all works out the same”. Feeling lost never felt this sprightly before.

There is an expansive guitar side always threatening to break out on this record. The album isn’t lacking solos but, on 'Rise' and the trippy closer 'Fly', the highlight reel grows significantly. Think Stills at his sprawling best with Manassas.

Having proven this consistency, hopefully, Alfa 9's careers will be secured by playing sunny afternoons at festivals. This body of work highlights how giving artists time and space to grow can achieve great results.

Matt Edible & The Obtuse Angles - Stairgazing

There appears to be two strands of rock n roll on the charge at the moment. There is the youthful vibrancy of The Blinders, Cabbage and Avalanche Party to name but a few. Then, there are those old school outliers, like Wolf Alice, taking risks and forging new paths. Hull's Matt Edible falls into that latter category.

Opening with 'Jumping Houses' is proof of this. It's a national anthem for the debauched. Amid this wayward tale of heartache and intoxication, emerges the most intimate of choruses. It has that simplicity and raw beauty of William Blake at his best. Such is the power of 'Jumping Houses', the relief of the Christmas pop song 'Advent Beard' will come as welcome light relief.

To say 'Stairgazing' is a break up album would be to diminish this albums quality. There is too much to marvel at. On 'Don't Stay', takes Richard Hawley's grief inspired 'Standing At The Sky's Edge' album and funnels it towards the genius Matt Johnson's latter day The The.

'NightClubbing', an unruly anthem has a great universal appeal with . It's Oasis 'Whatever' inspired strings and the lyrical derision of the mundane have the hallmarks of the indie greats plus, signing off with the line 'When the funky house comes on / You know its time to go' is sure fire genius.

The willingness to explore is inescapable on this record. The classical filmic style on 'The Healing', is perhaps its finest example of throwing everything into the mix. It's Edible and Joe Bennett's guitar playing which really shines. At every turn, there is a guitar part (or 4) pushing and probing new possibilities.

We implore you to listen to this, then again, then listen whilst walking around your home town at 4am armed with a hip flask. It wont grow on you, it will envelop you into a world of possibility and tragedy.

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Get Cape Wear Cape Fly - Young Adult

Four years ago, Get Cape bid an emotional farewell to the moniker at the Forum. It was a celebration of all that was great about teenage escapism. The intervening years saw three albums released, two under his own name Sam Duckworth, and the other, ‘Baby Boomers 2’, a classic released under the name Recreations.

So, why the return? Why now? In short, Duckworth left London and returned to his native Southend. Sonically and lyrically, this album feels like Duckworth has come full circle from his debut ‘The Chronicles of Bohemian Teenager’ but, with sterner sense of wisdom only your thirties can bring.

Album opener ‘Adults’, closes with the spritely guitars and euphoric brass of the debut but lyrically, it’s a far more complex. Duckworth, wiser, can see through the political discourse around him but, like so many, is alienated by it all simultaneously. Amidst the confusion though, hope remains which is the true essence of Get Cape right?

The return to Essex takes a stark turn on ‘Man2Man’. A county where Thatcherism still reigns, this song details the cynicism and hypocrisy of the viewpoint. So often, social comment comes in the form of punk rock polemic. Here though, it’s within great melody, angelic backing vocals and a soaring urgency.

The Get Cape journey home isn’t always so clear-cut. ‘Always’ treads murkier paths of personal cataclysm. Meanwhile, ‘Scrapbook’ questions whether the teenage dreams have faded or the lack of freedom as an adulthood has taken its toll. Even in the darker moments, there is a sense of solidarity which breeds light and courage to up off the canvas.

‘Adults’ is not free flowing rock n roll music so, phrases like return of the King are unlikely to come Duckworth’s way. It is hard to view it in any other way. It’s a clarion call to all who have been forced out of city centres the world over that great art can come from anywhere.

It also highlights a remarkable clarity in song writing. There isn’t a track here which, if you took away the vocals, wouldn’t leave you thinking its anything other than a Get Cape song. The acoustic guitars, warming brass and intricate electronic production have and continue to serve him well. Make no mistakes though, this is no nostalgia trip.

Kevin Pearce - So On

The Essex based folk artist returned in late 2017 to deliver his second solo album, ‘So On’. It’s an album of great contrast, often bringing a lightness of touch to dark themes such as mental health and greed.

‘Lucifer the Landlord’ opens the album and immediately begs the question, has short termism ever been portrayed better, musically speaking. It’s one thing to call someone the devil but, to back it up sonically and with great imagery is another. It’s conscientious but never pious, as a result, it feels like poetry more than social comment which it most definitely is. So often, songwriters are in one of the two camps, Pearce has forced himself into an elite Venn diagram on this opener.

Former single ‘Heartbeat Mind’ is a slow building affair, with Pearce singing over the top a disconsolate heartbeat drum loop for most of it. Like Leonard Cohen’s ‘You Want It Darker’, it has the ability to sound warming and otherworldly simultaneously.  

Vocally, Pearce has often been compared to Turin Brakes’ Olly Knights. Here though, Pearce adopts a smokier similar to the Reverend John McClure. This allows Rebecca Hammond to sprinkle a lightness on the backing vocals, which, immediately prior to the songs euphoric conclusion are nothing short of beautiful.

‘Oh Maria’, an ode to the Greek opera singer Maria Callas. Callas was a formidable but flawed talent who suffered greatly. Pearce conjures a sense of loss and longing of ‘what might have been’ and ‘yesteryear’ akin to a lonely storm swept coastal town.

Amid the ethereal folk lies a moment of Cat Stevens pop heaven. ‘Plastic Man’ is a like a lost treasure from the ‘Tea For Tillerman’ era. The infectious bass line and guitar riffs have an opulent effect which allow for an almost T-Rex-esque chorus to flourish.

‘So On’ is an album of varying late night atmospheres. One person’s relaxation here will be another’s soul searching. The ability to be all things to all people which are destined to make this a classic. It’s an album of John Martyn’s ambition, the innocence of Nick Drake and the lyricism of Leonard Cohen. Take a bow!

The Wholls - The Wholls

“I want to meet the people who can take it all away”

Live, the Bedford four piece certainly channel a level of danger decreed above on album opener 'Perfect Waste of Time'. It's a difficult task but, can they repeat it on their self-titled debut album?

In short, yes and no! 'Angry Faces' will enthuse Slaves fans but, ultimately, it’s not got the killer hooks of their peers. 'The Only One' has that sound of forced debauchery. It’s not unauthentic, but, it does lack a sense of realness to truly connect.

However, when the shackles are off, real promise starts to shimmer. Former single, 'X21', is one of those alt-pop tunes which could easily soundtrack a summer. ‘Roll Out’ combines pop music sensibilities with the wild poetic side that front man Arturo Cocchiarella portrays live so well.

Arturo's brother, Santino, should be lauded for his consistent high level of big riffs. With the right producer, the magic of QOSTA and Wolfmother seems destined to be repeated. 'Going Down', is his most complete work on the album. The big, but poppy riffs combine with far reaching ethereal guitar parts which lift the Wholls onto a higher plane

At its best, this album is dark, unhinged and full of menacing bluesy rock n roll. At its worst, it walks the line of latter day Kings of Leon. Despite this, The Wholls are a band to track in 2018, the promise far outweighs the negatives.

Shed Seven - Instant Pleasures

The last time Shed Seven released new material was in May 2001. It was a strange experience for all concerned. The Pistols-esque single 'If The Music Don't Move Yer' was an affirmation of what it was to be Shed Seven, overlooked. For fans, it was an emboldening sense of defiance, but alas, Nu-Metal was the next big thing, and they drifted away. Sixteen years later, the maracas are shaking, and the brass is booming once more, but can 'Instant Pleasures' heal those wounds?

Album opener 'Room In my House', regenerates the swagger of 1996's 'Maximum High'. There is, however, more distinctiveness to their sound this time round. Everything is given its space on this 'Love Spreads' meets soul music banger. This is up there in the pantheon of great comeback singles with 'Ten Story Love Song', 'Nothing Lasts Forever', and 'Public Image'.

For the most part, 'Instant Pleasures' has the immediacy of 'Maximum High' and the pop sensibilities of 'Let It Ride'. The infectious riffs of 'Victoria' conjure images of drunk arms flailing and blurting “I fucking love you” into a best friend’s ear. 'Butterfly On Th Wheel' is the blueprint for so many successful indie bands of the past decade (The Killers, Catfish & The Bottleman, and Circa Waves). The difference between them is Rick Witter. The way he sings, “but I'm over you now / take a look at how it feels”, isn't a soppy tactic to illicit meaning. Witter's delivery imbues honesty and dishonesty in the same breath; it's this sense of confusion around a past loved one that makes it that much more sincere. 'Nothing To Live Down' has so much melody and big key changes that you'd be forgiven in thinking that Noel had written this (minus the scissors, of course). For every chord cul de sac you think it is entering, Witter lifts them out, followed by Paul Banks and Joe Johnson firing riffs and solo magic.

There is another side to this album, though: middle-age wisdom. Thankfully, the lyrics steer clear of beige trousers and bank holiday trips to Homebase. 'It's Not Easy' is a song for anyone on the wrong side of 30 questioning life who doesn't accept 42 as the answer. The spirit of 'Chasing Rainbows' oozes out 'Better Days', a swooning tale of amendment.

Wounds? What wounds? This is as triumphant a return as any Shed Seven fan could have imagined. Big choruses, great solos, and catchy riffs, its like sixteen years never happened. Better still, its all on their own terms. See you all at Shedcember!

Wolf Alice - Visions of Life

For too long, it rock music has either been simplistic singles or trendy middle class nonsense. There hasn’t been a spiritual exploration combining with great pop melodies, arguably, since The Horrors’ ‘Primary Colours’. Thank god then, for Wolf Alice.

From the opening notes of ‘Heavenward’, the guitar scene begins its quest to win its integrity back. The otherworldly riffs, along with the forever stunning vocals of Ellie Rowsell walk that experimental line of early Verve. It has all the beauty of Ride’s ‘Vapour Trail’ but the fragility of Rowsell’s vocal as she says a heart breaking goodbye to a mother takes it to another level.

‘Don’t Delete The Kisses’ furthers this ascension into the curious and unknown. Rowsell combines her spiky yet angelic vocals with poetry on the most brutal of examinations of the self. As choruses go, few will unite adoring crowds with such romantic pessimism (“What if it’s not meant for me? Love”). 

Put a comforting arm round Rowsell at your peril though. This is no damsel in distress. Despite the brilliance of Sara Pascoe’s ‘Animal’, or Deborah Frances White’s ‘Guilty Feminist’ podcast, Feminism’s struggle needs more icons in the mainstream to fight archaic attitudes. Step forward the Nirvana and Sonic Youth fire breathing ‘Yuk Foo’:

“Am I a bitch to not like you anymore?
Punch me in my face, I wouldn't even fight you no more

Cause you bore me
You bore me to death, well deplore me
No, I don't give a shit”

Like all great records, there are nuggets of pop gold lurking. ‘Beautifully Unconventional’ screams hit single, ‘Yuk Foo’ has the potency of the Pixies’ ‘Debaser’ and ‘Space & Time’ feels like a Sub Pop classic from the early 90s.

It’s on ‘Planet Hunter’ that this album is best encapsulated. Lyrically, a darkness looms as Rowsell reaches for reason and closure on a break up that seemingly, is never coming. The guitars switch up from jingle jangle to rock behemoth in an instant and create the sense of destruction within the protagonist’s persona impeccably. Conceptually, nothing is new, but, it’s the authenticity of delivery which is so striking. The raw emotion tangible and the ambition to channel this through varying styles is laudable. 

The album closes with its title track, and leaves you with the ultimate example of why Wolf Alice have to matter in 2017. There are Nick McCabe guitar jams, Jimmy Page riffs, Sandy Denny vocals, Poly Styrene vocals, pagan-esque folk parts and punk rock. Their artistic bravery knows no bounds and in a world of ‘play it safe’ types, is a remarkable thing.

Liam Gallagher - As You Were

“Gonna take you off my list of to do’s / Gonna sing my soul / Shake of these blues”

The opening lines of ‘Bold’, says all you need to know about Liam Gallagher’s comeback. It’s confessional, heartfelt and, to quote the god like Alan Partridge, Liam has “bounced back”.

Anyone who lived through the 90s will have been worried by Liam’s solo album. He embodied so much that was great in the epoch, another lacklustre effort would render him redundant cultural capital.

As the album kicks off with ‘Wall of Glass, the alarm bells ring. It’s that faux chaos comeback single that plagued Oasis for so long (‘Hindu Times’, ‘Lyla’ and ‘Shock of the Lightning’). However, from ‘Bold’ onwards, a remarkable, almost psychoanalytic approach to his character is explored.

Most striking in this respect is ‘For What It’s Worth’. An apologetic ode to brother Noel set to Oasis via ‘Let It Be’ strings was always grabbing headlines. It’s the honesty that shines brightest though. Calling his brother out on his calculated media persona to accept his apology and get the Oasis juggernaut back on the road is a story that writes itself.

The lyrical directness befits Liam’s vocals far better than the hazy psyche of latter day Oasis and Beady Eye. Whether it’s Lennon via Lydon snarl on the bluesy rock n roll ‘Greedy Soul’ or the angelic ‘Paper Crown’, Gallagher’s confessional style has the effect of healing wounds and defying the odds far more than “Gold and silver and sunshine is rising up / Pour yourself another cup of Lady Grey”.

This is yet again exemplified on ‘You Better Run’. An attack on bands and artists who are just happy to be at the party. Liam reminds everyone that being an outsider is something that you live and breathe. It’s not for Chris Martin to write fair trade on his hands. It’s not for James Bay to put on a hat. It’s not for Ed Sheeran to pick up a guitar. It's not for Radio X to have an all male line up. It’s not for Pitchfork to wank themselves silly over an obscure German industrial influence on a Radiohead album and then slate Liam for being inspired by T-Rex.  

When the ‘Supersonic’ documentary came out, it felt the perfect end point for all things Oasis. It encapsulated everything that youth culture and youth culture could achieve. Like a Smiths reunion, it would detract from the power of being young and dampen their greatness. But, when Liam sings “Let's leave the past behind with all our sorrows / I'll build a bridge between us and I'll swallow my pride”, the emotional side of any Oasis fan will find it tough to argue.

Theatre Royal - Locked Together On The Lines

Objectivity is a great thing but, fuck that, this is the single of the year! We knew it as soon as their album ‘And Then It Fell Out Of My Head…’ came out in March this year.

This is a true story of front man Oliver’s Nan discovering two dead bodies Chatham’s war memorial. One a sailor, and the prostitute, they lay “locked” as one may well imagine.

Vocally and lyrically, the human touch shines through on this tragic tale. The second verse opens with ‘a silent face / ', such bleakness has not been shrouded in pop majesty since The La’s ‘There She Goes’.

The blending of such grey English characters and landscapes with the colourful paisley guitar playing and indie harmonies is joyous and should be celebrated across the land. 

The double A-sdie also includes ‘All I Need’. A short emotive blast of English pop music. Fronted by guitarist Robert, this luscious romantic ode is further proof that intelligent pop music must have its place in the mainstream.

Iridesce – Carved In Stone

The Camden outfit just go from strength to strength. ‘Carved In Stone’ has adopted emotive melodies of Editors, Chapel Club, and The National and channelled them through a beacon of togetherness.

So many people are turned away from the term Britpop. Yes, it had some ugly sides, what scene doesn’t. Ultimately, it was a period where earnest song writing brought working class people together. Iridesce clearly have that spirit on this showing.

It’s not for the chin strokers of the world, this a song to immerse yourself in. Let the soaring vocals and guitars wash over you like a cleansing power shower on the worst of hangovers.

BRMC – Little Thing Gone Wild

Last time out, BRMC were, by their high standards, coasting with their album ‘Specter a the Feast’. This return single though, sees them at their dank and furious best.

As the drums thud in the intro, Hayes and Levon-Been vocally stride back into ‘cool as fuck’ territory. Their deep, Jim Reid via Ian McCulloch drone screams sex and throbs danger which, combining with the blustering guitars is a heavenly match.

Genre wise, they’ve not strayed from dirty garage rock sound but, when it’s delivered with such pulsating urgency, it’s impossible to be critical.

Shed Seven – Room In My House

“There’s room in my house for love and affection”

As there is in the hearts of thousands of Sheds fans rapidly selling out their biggest ever UK tour. Bigger news than this though, they’re back with new material for the first time since 2001’s overlooked ‘Truth Be Told’.

So, does their new single bring a mature jazz enthused sound ready for coffee shops? God no! Thankfully, it bristles with the swagger of their 1996 album ‘Maximum High’. Middle age has brought a rich depth to their archetypal sound though. The influence of soul via the thunderous guitars of Stone Roses’ ‘Second Coming’ rips its way through this banger.

Quite where they found these guitar parts and solos from in middle age we’re not sure. Fuelled by youthful angst, escapism, and a sense of utter debauched chaos, this is the soundtrack to all sticky floored indie night clubs this weekend!

So often with older bands, they explore the niche avenues of their influences to keep themselves amused, meanwhile, the sales dip and live crowds bugger go for a piss and leave disgruntled muso’s behind them. Shed Seven however, are firm proof that, if the magic dries up, leave the song writing alone until it returns. If this single is anything to go by, the album is likely to be of their highest quality, much like Martin Rossiter’s (Gene) ‘Destination of St Martin’ in 2012.

Daniel Wylie's Cosmic Rough Riders - Scenery For Dreamers

Daniel Wylie may be 58 but, his soul remains as carefree and poetic as any teenager yearning for escape. ‘Scenery For Dreamers’ is Wylie’s 8th studio album and is littered with sun drenched avenues to explore and fall in love with.

You could be forgiven for thinking opener, ‘Rope (Everybody Lies)’, was a breezy pop song with its infectious ‘ba ba ba ba’s’ and, musically it is. Lyrically though, darkness prevails as the protagonist kids himself to cope with depression.

The ‘ba ba ba ba’s’ in question, act as a magical defiance and keep a lust for life motoring. Encased in 70s Californian rock n roll guitars, and with the line ‘could have gone under but dragged myself up’, it’s hard to view this as anything but heroic.

Wylie’s vocals have always been infectious but, on ‘Lucky Find’, they reach new peaks. The ‘Cortez The Killer’ opening mushrooms into pop nirvana as Wylie channels his inner Steely Dan and Brian Wilson to absolute perfection.

Negating its way through most of the album are the guitars of the Neil Young circa ‘Rust Never Sleeps’ and Scottish peers Teenage Fanclub. ‘Cold Alaska’, has In its opening and in the solo, the raucous nature of Young on his 1979 classic. Whereas, the verses have the freeness of the open road that the Fanclub made so prominent on ‘Bandwagonesque’.

‘Jingle Jangle Morning’ is beset with emotion and fragility of ‘The Concept’ but, simultaneously, is laden with the pop sensibilities of Young’s ‘Sail Away’ and the fuzzy drama of ‘Powderfinger’. When the two influences combine, its as though life affirming victory looms at every junction.

Wylie’s career, for too long has gone under the radar. It would appear, as he goes beyond his mid-point in life, the pop tunes are pouring out of him. Might this be the time for the masses he so richly deserves to come a flocking?  

Ulrika Spacek – Modern English Decoration

The London five piece waited only 16months to get their follow up to ‘The Album Paranoia’ released. When you’re hot, you’re hot! ‘Modern English Decoration’ comes out amidst so many hazy garage-psyche albums. What chance do they have of getting their heads above the rest?

The combination of Unknown Mortal Orchestra’s Ruban Nielson vocals and vulnerable psyche-guitars on opener ‘Mimi Pretend’ and title track ‘Modern English Decoration’ gives them every chance. The fragility of their sublime playing is destined to take listeners along with them.

The ability they have to weave in and out of each other’s playing is laudable. However, as ever with bands of this ilk, it becomes a bit one paced. There is an injection of fire on ‘Ziggy’ and ‘Everything, All of the Time’ but, there’s an overarching sense of ‘does this matter’. With their talent, of course it does.

On ‘Saw A Habit Forming’ and ‘Victorian Acid’, there are signs that they infiltrate more people’s consciousness. The former is entrenched with highly emotive production and ‘Victorian Acid’, takes MVB’s ‘Loveless’ style and, tentatively, takes it towards a guitar hook territory.

‘Modern English Decoration’ is going to grace to a lot of top 10 album polls come the end of the year, no question. What it won’t do, is challenge any top 10 albums of the decade and this is a band who, most certainly can.

Tom Williams - All Change

Tom Williams has never lacked great pop melodies or uniqueness of voice. His first two albums are the Magna Carta for teenage boys and insular angst but now, on his 4th album ‘All Change’, his themes are broader and the depth of musicality is richer. Does it pay off?

Album opener, ‘Everyone Needs a Home’, strongly suggests that it might have. The sweeping orchestra borders on deranged at times, couple this with his brooding vocals and memories of Radiohead’s expansive pop songs will come to the fore. It’s also, the first if many great jibes at little Englanders.

On several occasions, the genius Ryan Adams form the essence of Williams’ work. ‘What a Shame’ is laced with regret and debauchery (“only whiskey has me sleeping right”) whilst ‘Sometimes’ delves into the worst aspects of Williams’ persona:

“I’m a coward / and you know it / always running from a fight”

‘Get High’ is the finest example of Adams’ soaring melancholy. The beautiful backing vocals juxtaposed with dark cloud of self-doubt is of the utmost quality. What really takes ‘Get High’ to another level are the swooning guitars. Williams uses them to traverse a flawed character to the cliff edge and, like in 'Inception', leaves you shrouded in uncertainty to the outcome.

Williams turns to Bruce Springsteen and Belle & Sebastian’s ‘The Boy With The Arab Strap’ on ‘Higher Place’ to lift the mood. Its combination of escapism and frustration delves further into that losing feeling many of the 48% have been left with:

“All my daydreams upped and ran away / so I guess I’ll think about real life for a change / one day im going to lift us up to a higher place”

‘Sleep Tight Saturday Night’, thankfully, goes further than this polemic. Williams hilariously flips the ‘take back control’ argument to the true downtrodden folk of his home in Hastings, rather than debt free straight white men with a mortgage:

“Have you seen this town lately / it’s been going through some changes / people here have been kept down for ages / we aint never getting out”

History has always proven the poet can achieve far more than social comment. Nevertheless, the social commentary here is smothered such warming pop music vibes, it’s hard to picture this not reaching even those who disagree.

It’s hard to argue that, the depth of song writing sonically has not grown substantially. The quality of Ryan Adams or Bruce Springsteen is not on show often enough to catapult Williams into stardom but, there is enough for a great big shove!

Theatre Royal - Is That For You?

Yearning for pop music that matters? Well, Theatre Royal are for you. In fact, their recently released album ‘And Then It Fell Out Of My Head’ is littered with so many potential singles, it’s impressive they managed to pick one.

‘Is That For You?’ is yet another fine example of their Byrds via Primal Scream debut ‘Sonic Flower Groove’ guitar sound. Although relatively new in the consciousness of many, it’s taken from their 4th album so, don’t be surprised by the maturity of the song writing on display.

Like the great Verve songs, its hooks come from sublime use of the violin and it works with the impassioned vocal to tug at the heart strings. The emotive vocal delivery builds to a touching crescendo, which must leave frontman Oliver in a heap of his own tears each time.

The single and album are available on their bandcamp page:

https://theatreroyal.bandcamp.com/album/and-then-it-fell-out-of-my-head

Be sure to check them out at this year’s Shiiine On Weekender too!

The Charlatans – Different Days

When The Charlatans released their 13th studio album ‘Different Days’ two weeks ago, few could have expected them to top their last offering ‘Modern Nature’. Beset with emotion, ‘Modern Nature’ was highly charged after the tragic death of drummer Jon Brookes and every emotive point felt that bit extra charged for fans.

Perhaps, the emotional stress ‘Modern Nature’ caused led to Charlatans becoming a collective of mates this time round (Johnny Marr, Paul Weller, Kurt Wagner, Sharon Horgan, Ian Rankin, Pete Sailsbury, Anton Newcombe, Gillian Gilbert & Stephen Morris all feature). In doing so, they have managed to mesh their mod-cum-soul-indie side with their more experimental New Order production side for the first time in their career.

This is witnessed tentatively on the opener ‘Hey Sunrise’ but really kicks in on the mixed trio ‘Different Days’, ‘Future Tense’ and ‘Plastic Machinery’. ‘Different Days’ (featuring comedy treasure Sharon Horgan on backing vocals), boasts big booming piano notes and sun drenched production which, comes in layer by layer. It’s such a seamless blend of the two, it allows them throw in a deranged guitar solo to counter any good will.

Immediately following, are the poetic tones of Rebus novelist Ian Rankin. Steeped in intensity, Rankin delivers a tale of hope, discovery and doubt before bursting into the big evolving single ‘Plastic Machinery.

Of the many guest appearances, its Johnny Marr that will leave you reeling. Marr should be the anointed the king of youth culture as he reenergises The Charlatans with spirit of ‘Tellin Stories’ on ‘Different Days’, ‘Plastic Machinery and ‘Not Forgotten’. On ‘Different Days’, their archetypal Hammond organ gets a run out and then, something magical happens. Marr splices in a guitar part reminiscent of ‘How Soon Is Now’ to provide the albums one true moment of ecstasy.

It would be negligent to ignore album closer ‘Spinning Out’. Co-written with long-time friend Paul Weller, this defiant ballad is an astounding end to the album. As the song drifts towards Weller’s luscious entrance, Burgess utters the most resonant lyrics of the album:

“Trying to get back there again / trying to get back there again with you”

On an album which saw their saw a mature approach to their mid-90s hedonism sound, this sense of love of and hope towards their mortality is far more rewarding than the usual fear and doubt.