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by Hayden Woolley
For now, The Knife remain steeped in shadow, as subliminal and unknowable as ever. »
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by Hayden Woolley
Jiaolong may well find a place alongside some ambient microtonal drone cassette in Wire’s end of year list, but this isn’t an academic exercise, this is firmly for the floor.»
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by Hayden Woolley
Many demons are slain at the altar of the Reverend in the course this album – wit, eloquence, incisiveness and originality to name but a few. It’s kind of a shame because you do get the feeling that here’s a guy putting his heart into something he really cares about. Unfortunately the feeling’s unrequited, and in the end you might just feel for Jon McClure - spokesperson for a generation who remain unaware of his existence.»
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by Hayden Woolley
A record that leaves no seam un-burst in its insatiable quest for mainstream adoration and success.»
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by Hayden Woolley
It’s hard to escape the feeling that this is a band struggling to define themselves in a musical context that no longer needs them.»
In Depth by Hayden Woolley
It's easy to forget you’re en route to a music festival when you take the 140km coach ride south of Berlin, winding through acres of sunflower fields and wind farms before reaching the monumental steel city of Ferropolis. It's my second time here, and a»
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by Hayden Woolley
In Flagranti offer no hype, no glory, no backstory, no limited edition MP3 dongle for the first 500 customers. What they do offer is a jolt to the system, a record bursting with spontaneity that thrills and delights in equal measure.»
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by Hayden Woolley
Other bands get swept up in a wave of hype before swiftly being carried back to obscurity, whereas Ladytron are like indie-objectivists, perpetually honing their craft with each new album regardless of popular context.»
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by Hayden Woolley
A nostalgia-trip of a record which serves as a tribute to Andy Butler’s adolescent tastes rather than a signpost towards the future.»
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by Hayden Woolley
Gone is the poise, the control, the restraint of Aeroplane we knew and loved. In its place is hollow grandstanding and contrived nods to every questionable Eighties trope from Roger Troutman to Survivor.»
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by Hayden Woolley
The band have established themselves a sound that’s so genuine and pretty it dispossesses you of any cynicism and pulls you into their world of fuzzy bewilderment. »
In Depth by Hayden Woolley
The sweltering heat combined with the surging pre-festival buzz turns every hour into cold-one o’ clock, so a few friends and I hit the beer tent. Here, a friendly German guy turns round and exclaims in mild disbelief, ‘You’re English and you came all the way out here? Wow, don’t you have your own electronic music festivals?’ At this point I’m still taking in the vast arena shimmering in the distance, then people start diving into the cool swimming lake and I pick up a €1 beer. Erm, not sure if we do festivals quite like this one back home.»
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by Hayden Woolley
Diskjokke toys with a broad sonic-palette on En Fin Tid, yet there’s still a constant spring of optimism and vitality waiting to erupt below the surface of each of these eight tracks.»
In Depth by Hayden Woolley
This year the organisers of the 13th annual Melt festival have demonstrated some typical German efficiency in making a handy iPhone app that details all the travel information you could possibly need for a confusion-free journey. It’s a good job, as f»
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by Hayden Woolley
It’s kind of hard to reconcile the idea of Kele as a new breed of visionary electronic musician with songs so stultifyingly unoriginal.»
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by Hayden Woolley
Your imagination provides the film, Ratatat provide the glorious soundtrack.»
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by Hayden Woolley
You’d need DNA evidence to separate Free Energy from the influences they’re so clearly in thrall of, but it’s all so blusteringly fun and care-free that they make you feel like a curmudgeon for even contemplating giving a shit.»
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by Hayden Woolley
Even if we are in for a raft of artists making music that sloshes freely around your headphones, you’d be hard-pushed to top the elegant wonder of Swim.»
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by Hayden Woolley
There’s a very tangible emotional weight present in the recording of these songs. You can almost sense the perspiration on his brow as his hands reposition on the polished ivory, the shifting of bodyweight as his feet recoil from the pedals. »
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by Hayden Woolley
Hiding beneath the syrupy vocals is a record filled with surprising musical innovation. »
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by Hayden Woolley
Heart/sleeve interface may be at record highs on this album, but only a cast-iron cynic would turn their noses up when the treats on offer are so lovingly prepared.»