John_Doran has written the following articles:
The Quietus have just turned five. To celebrate, joint owners and editors, John Doran and Luke Turner have joined forces to bring you a selection of the 13 best albums to play on the home stereo at 4am when in either a state of psychological or moral dishevelment. »
The Quietus' John Doran takes us through all things noisy and Norwegian in the past decade.»
Synth-pop’s man in black talks to us about the NIN collaboration, music so frightening it can give you a heart attack and why The Pleasure Principle is like Wall-E . . .»
The Death Of The Music Critic. By John Doran.»
While it must be galling to slavishly follow left-field music for years just to witness a great leap forward occur in heavy metal with all the conservative, anti-modernist implications that are associated with this genre, one can only wonder what kind of pilchard would deny the greatness of this record just because of taxonomical associations while simultaneously declaring execrable hipsters My Cat Is An Alien to be the way forward.»
As nature abhors a vacuum, it was only a matter of time before a group used synthesizers and keyboards to make a post-rock record. Welcome: Keyboard Choir»
Yeah, Public Enemy may well be middle-aged, but tonight proves we probably need them now as much as we ever did when Nation was released in 1988»
DiS Missive #3 aims its sights at the 'New Eccentrics', comparing Foals and Lightspeed Champion to some true loons, like the bear-riding John Mytton. Also critiqued: all those mean-nothing genres us music writers are so fond of»
The Mars Volta have returned to the concept album for their fourth outing. This time no one died, but the band will tell you that it was a close call: nervous breakdowns and floods followed, and an influencial Ouija board had to be buried in the desert»
Nostalgia, for the most part, is a very bad thing, but it’s amazing how good this record sounds. It makes you realise how much the double whammy of grunge and Britpop changed things»
Envy have a hard job in following Bossk's sublime set. And, to be honest, they don't: the crowd don't seem in any way shape or form bothered either»
