In Depth by David Edwards
The National now operate on their own instinctive level: a tightly-wound balance between beauty and fury continuously shifting with a fluid dynamism, as illustrated perfectly by the constant three-way battle tonight between Bryce Dessner’s jagged, jarring lead lines, Bryan Devendorf’s hypnotic drum-punches and Matt Berninger’s voice – stripped of the darker brooding recorded overtones and given license to bark, scream and strain as he slowly warms into his role.»
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by David Edwards
PINS have produced one of the most striking guitar debuts of 2013.»
In Depth by David Edwards
Manchester comes alive in the autumn and winter time, as new bands emerge and begin to forge their roots into the cracked and dark brickwork of the old Victorian buildings. In this month’s column we’ll look at a few bits of news, check out a couple of new bands on the scene, preview this year’s Warehouse Project and have a bit of a chat with the excellent Shield Patterns.»
In Depth by David Edwards
Along with the rest of the country, Manchester has been gleefully reveling in the recent outbreak of glorious weather baking the city (rumours of increased admissions to A&E due to severe rainfall deprivation are as yet unconfirmed). But alongside the»
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by David Edwards
It’s been a long time in coming, but The Killers finally lived up to their potential as a live band tonight.»
In Depth by David Edwards
We’ll have to wait and see whether Parklife can sustain the trick on a weekend where the weather proves to be somewhat more typically Mancunian. But for now, it managed to pull off its graduation with aplomb and unabashed enjoyment.»
In Depth by David Edwards
Muse have forever been a band intrinsically linked with theatre and showmanship, yet tonight seemed to reach a whole new level. »
In Depth by David Edwards
Lana remains strangely transfixing as a presence, though not always for the right reasons. »
In Depth by David Edwards
Due to such enforced real-life distractions such as family commitments, holidays, Masters Applications and the likes of such things, this month’s Drowned in Manchester column is a more truncated edition than normal. But there’s still been enough time to s»
In Depth by David Edwards
Everything you need to know about the best new music and live events in Manchester...»
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by David Edwards
For all its many laudable attributes, Tales from Terra Firma proves ultimately frustrating: a skilled, capable and talented band still unaware of how best to channel and control their creative energies. »
In Depth by David Edwards
As another year rises over the skyline of Manchester’s oddly juxtaposed city centre, it’s a new dawn and a new day for Drowned in Manchester also.»
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by David Edwards
There is an audacious expressive joy about Ninetails that, even if the overall content of their music was merely adequate, would still render them worthy of intense interest.»
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by David Edwards
There remains enough stunning pop alchemy here to thrill beyond requirement.»
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by David Edwards
What makes The Paradise Edition relevant is that within its added chapters, the whole Lana Del Rey figure emerges more completely.»
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by David Edwards
Pretty and ethereal this brief collection may be, but there are too many moments on On & On where the music floats by on a winter breeze, rather than truly engaging, stunning and binding you to its heart. »
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by David Edwards
You find yourself snagged on every gnarled and crooked word.»
In Depth by David Edwards
The 2012 Beacons Festival was light years ahead of the 2011 edition, in that it actually happened. Rob Cooke and David Edwards were on hand to report.»
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by David Edwards
A record unlike any Blur had even come close to before. It was a paradigm shift in tone, style and approach that effectively broke away from the ice-shelf of their previous work, and carried their legacy towards vastly different hemispheres. »
In Depth by David Edwards
DiS' David Edwards and Simon Catlin talk guitars, music and collaborating with two icons of late twentieth-century guitar playing: Johnny Marr and Nile Rodgers.... we kick off an interview with such lines as “When I was playing with Bowie” and “When we were recording ‘There is a Light that Never Goes Out’” mentioned almost as casual asides. »
In Depth by David Edwards
While most of the Drowned in Sound staff spent last weekend getting sodden at Latitude, David Edwards was faced with a slightly different problem at the fantastic Festival Internacional de Benicàssim. Namely, how to keep cool in the sweltering heat amongst so many superb performances…»
In Depth by David Edwards
Thanks to the typically ludicrous conditions of the M6 Motorway hindering my journey back from Birmingham, I sadly only catch a few minutes of S I L V E R’s woozy electronic folk as it dances and bounces off the church walls - but it’s intoxicatingly pret»
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by David Edwards
Beat The Radar’s second album is abundantly charming, in the way that every turn and fold of the record is organic, honest and delivered to the world with clear love and care. »
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by David Edwards
Rarely in the past few years has mist and swirl seemed so gorgeously enticing, mystical and engaging.»
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by David Edwards
Heaven finds The Walkmen's beautiful, sweet melancholy crystallised into what could well be their finest record to date.»
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by David Edwards
Ultimately, for all its merits and charms, it’s unlikely that Anxiety will draw in too many people who weren’t smitten with Ladyhawke the first time around.»
In Depth by David Edwards
In this review of the festival, we've not tried to cover everything (there were well over 300 acts, after all). Instead, what you'll find below is DiS' editor's picks of the weekend (that's me writing this intro, hello!), but first, DiS' David Edwards who trekked down from Manchester shares his picks of the weekend...»
In Depth by David Edwards
As part of our 2012 festival coverage, DiS will be present and correct at the the 2012 Festival Internacional de Benicàssim from 12th-15th of July...»
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by David Edwards
A lean, bare-chested and sweat-bathed beast of an album; it rattles along with energy, mystery, swirling swamp-mist and a delectable gumbo of cultural influences and razor-sliced spice.»
