DiScover: Pagan Wanderer Lu
DiS caught up with Pagan Wanderer Lu, aka Andy Regan, to discuss synaesthesia, Texas (the band) and a little bit of politics...»
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A jagged edge with a sharper wit? A flash of bloodied teeth with every wry smile? Yep, that sounds about right, and all the better for it...»
DiS caught up with Pagan Wanderer Lu, aka Andy Regan, to discuss synaesthesia, Texas (the band) and a little bit of politics...»
DS:P! are an exquisite lesson in musical economy with a more-is-never-enough attitude; they could not be more divine...»
Curse you, Murdoch! Now that the world and his dog (and their dinner) are latching onto this MicePace malarkey, trawling through the wealth of new and unheard artists bagging themselves a Place For Friends page is becoming a more monumental task by the minute. Here, DiS points you to a handful of eager and largely undiscovered sound-crafters that we’ve somehow clicked our way to recently. Scroll your browser over the names there and see what you think of this little lot...»
Hear that? That’s the sound of new rave turning into a rave of mutilation. That’s the sound of guitars as razorblades, drums programmed by replicants and pop music as the ultimate artillery. That’s the sound of The Walk Off’s new single ‘Vader Fader’, and of course you hear it because it’s bloody loud...»
As part of Fierce Panda day on DiS we dug this review out of the archive.... Mother of all indie labels celebrates ten glorious years with compilation you don't need to button up your anorak for.»
“Hide away your first-born son”, they warn, and in under two minutes you get the exact impression why...»
It comes back to the old adage about the meteorite – no-one’s expecting it to jump out of its crater and make as big a dent the second time around...»
When they’re getting rock and roll right, they’re getting it gloriously wrong. Violent, virile, viral... »
Amongst the grandly uneventful choruses and deep warbling I feel... nothing. It’s not bad, it’s not good; it just sits in the stereo and wilts...»
Not just fun, but so unbelievably joyous that it’s like some alternate universe where the government has put an official limit on fun only for Misty’s to protest against it by stealing a year’s worth of the fun ration books and turn them into trumpets... »
You can’t really blame the band for writing a song that so bluntly accuses their contemporaries of not having an original idea in their heads, seeing as the Misty’s approach to musical inventiveness is becoming a lonelier practice with each passing festival season...»
Whatever the reason, relative to what you expect the White-Benson partnership to create or not, the song just sits in the stereo and withers...»
It’s the sign of a band slipping numbly back into their familiar ‘sound’ only to find that, the second or third or umpteenth time around, it isn’t all too flattering...»
50Minutes could pass as a week’s, a month’s, a year’s worth of completely astounding tunes compacted and presented in pill form...»
It seems like The Bluetones is content in being the album that The Bluetones should have made, rather than daring to be the album The Bluetones could have made... »
Good, nay, great, dark, cynical forays into the city’s (any city’s) seedy, gruesome underbelly, shot through with a restlessness that results from paranoia and chill rather than from drinking too much cola...»
This is the soundtrack to the details in everyday magic, and probably the closest any band has got to distilled beauty on wax for a long time...»
Aww. Put your gloves and scarves on kids, as that sound must be winter drawing inwards. Unless, of course, it’s simply the sound of the new single from It Hugs Back, reminding us that even the most shimmering of glacial indie-pop can be soft as snow but warm inside... »
Think Snow Patrol are too edgy? Like your songs with the passion surgically removed? Walk this way, dear reader...»
Oh for the love of all things worthwhile and consecrated, are you lot still here? Oh, and still wanting to ritually hollow out the carcass of Iggy Pop and parade the streets wearing the leathery beige skin as some sort of victory robe, it seems...»
It’s strange how certain folks return unexpectedly, isn’t it? First Lazarus, then Pixies, then those Mitchell Brothers, then... Charley Stone from Gay Dad. Yes people! The anticipation can finally cease...»
Coco Electrik are one of those bands that dip as much as they can into their musical cauldron and wait until something resembling pure pop comes out – a bizarre way of doing it, you’d think, but it works wonders...»
Perverse sex acts, global politics, animal massacre, violent crime, euthanasia, war, more perverse sex acts. Another barrel of laughs from Bonemachine, then...»
This is obviously a group so besotted by glam rock that they want to be all of the bands shuffled under that glittery banner at once, but to say that this could even approach anything like the real deal is like spreading a turd over a water biscuit and calling it a chocolate digestive...»
Shattering hearts and pop's glass ceiling with the new monarchs of lovelorn indie magnificence...»
The Aggrolites doesn’t only sound like a recent update of the reggae template, but this could actually be a lost Toots and the Maytals album from the late Sixties, discovered, dusted off and heavily remastered...»
My soul, my ears and my dancing shoes thank Now, not so much a band as a collective, who haven’t so much as made an album as created an antidote for musical apathy. This is a band that have played with Damo Suzuki and pulled it off. Yep, that good...»
If somehow there is anyone out there still arguing that the art of mash-up isn’t really an art at all (i.e. that splicing two songs together isn’t really that creative) then they’re likely to be hushed by the sheer lack of imagination, guile or passion in this effort...»
With such a feedback-friendly but tune-wary approach to space-rock, Sennen end up creating their own mumbled take on shoegaze, only these shoes are scuffed golden Jimmy Choos with really nice buckles being worn by the girl next door. Sennen are the band to try to win her affections...»