This mornings music haul;
Arcade Fire (Discography)
Funeral (2004) -
he album that changed the game, any Arcade Fire fan needs this in their collection
Neon Bible (2008) -
a completley different spin coming from the Canadian giants, a whole world away from Funeral, if you haven't heard the ablum... Have you been living under a rock for the last 5 years of your life?
The Suburbs (2010) -
needs no introduction. Easily Arcade Fire's best work
Reflektor (2013) -
read my Reflektor review here - http://www.gigslutz.co.uk/arcade-fire-reflektor-album-review/
Metronomy
The English Riviera (2011) -
a must have album for lovers of anything obscurely synth
MIA
Matangi (2013) -
the prodigy has returned from flipping the middle finger at the Superbowl and has aimed it at Drake
Tribes
Baby (2012) -
a band splitting up calls for celebration, not commiserating
Lorde
Pure Heroine (2013) -
does Lorde want to be in Pete Doherty's gang with this pun? The album's music itself creates the same thoughts as the abysmal title does - awful
Lady Gaga
Born This Way (2011) -
self-explanitory, everybody should own this album
Artpop (2013) -
contrasting with the album above - nobody who loves Gaga should own this album
King Krule
6 Feet Beneath The Moon (2013) -
filled with pure beauty and melancholy lyrics; 6FBTM is worth all of the hype that has surrounded King Krule for the past couple of years ; simply mesmerising artwork
Azealia Banks
Fantasea Mix tape (2012) -
Azealia Banks is known more for her rage on Twitter that her album (which still hasn't appeared.) But the Fantasea mix tape is everything that we love Azealia for ; her real truth and her exaggerated use of describing her vagina
The Fratellis
Costello Music (2006) -
a mammoth of an album coming from a band that'll always have a place in our hearts, especially the Scottish
We Need Medicine (2013) -
a controversial album that was never going to live up to Costello Music, but it's a good try boys
Tame Impala
Lonerism (2012) -
arguably 2012's album of the year - even Tyler, The Creator likes it 'IT FEEEEEEEELS LIKE WE'RE ONLY GOING BAAAAAAAAAAAACKWAAAAAAARDS'
White Denim
Corsicana Lemonade (2013) -
2013's hottest band of the year for definite, already snagging their way onto the Radio 6 Music's play list. One to watch and not miss out on
Drenge
Drenge (2013) -
This band have had a serious whirlwind of a year; hailing from fields full of beer to being discussed by politicians. Self-entitled album Drenge seriously pushes the boundaries out for what's next - catch them on tour with Peace this December
Saturday, 16 November 2013
Thursday, 7 November 2013
Tribes Split
'I don't care for dancing / but thanks for asking'
I've never experienced a band I've been in love with, splitting up before. Earlier this year, when My Chemical Romance announced their split - the world was turned into turmoil. Screaming fans declaring their suicidal despair and worries of how they were going to cope without them in their lives anymore. However, a lot of people (including myself) weren't deeply effected by the split. It was more of a 'thats sad they were great' prayer, and then move on.
'How'd you tell a child that there's no god up in the sky, and it's all a lie?'
I've never felt that over-whelming sadness until now. Tribes, originating from Camden, have been a massive part of my life for the past year and a half. It was announced on twitter earlier today, that the four piece 'will no longer writing and preforming together as Tribes'.
'Stood there throwing ice-cream in her hair, how I solemnly swear'
Tribes brought indie-rock to a whole new level with albums 'Baby' and 'Wish To Scream'. They first burst in on the main-stream scene in 2011 with single from Baby, 'We Were Children'. This easily became one of my favourite songs of the whole year. The crunchy guitar beat that swung in delicately with Johnny Lloyd's definitive vocals. An illuminating band with lyrics sprinkled with realistic magic.
'Have you noticed the change in the weather lately? / It's getting me down always saying I'm sorry'
I took the trip out to see them at the first chance I got - which was the NME 2012 tour. The tour was my first glimpse of all four artists to play that night. The now-bigger-than-her-own-ego Azealia Banks opened up the tour, swiftly followed by a roaring set by Tribes, then Metronomy and then headlining the night was none other than Two Door Cinema Club. But out of all four massive artists, it was definitely Tribes who stuck out like a sore thumb - they were spectacular.
'Aint it strange how the other half live?'
I seen them live again this summer at T In The Park, where they played the Transmission stage on Friday evening. An absolutely phenomenal set following the release of 'Wish To Scream'. A brilliant live set with so much energy and oozing passion - that is seemed as if their reign was never going to end.
'in my paradise you're losing me'
But it seems, sadly, that all good things must come to an end. A band with such electricity pulsing through their veins transporting you to another world, has sadly broke-apart for reasons un-known at the present moment.
'running around with my head in a spin / what use is god if you never win?'
We can't do anything but celebrate the music Tribes delivered to us and magnify their glory.
'My girlfriend doenst love me / my haircut doenst suit me / my best friend thinks I'm crazy'
Rip Tribes x
Tuesday, 5 November 2013
Up-Coming Gigs // Palma Violets + Peace
For a concert enthusiast, your personal postman slowly becomes to be your best-friend. Shitty day? Postman rocks up in his regal red van delivering concert tickets. Great day at sixth form / college? made even better by the surprise arrival of gig tickets. Tickets, tickets, tickets. The premium, sort-after piece of card that can turn your friends and foes green with envy with a quick swipe under their noses.
Two sought-after precious cards came through my door today - a welcoming surprise after my utter abysmal day at dreary sixth form. The two passes, which are soon to open up the world of euphoric wonder for a handful of hours, are two relatively known bands who's reputations are steadily exceeding themselves. The two prestigious bands are Palma Violets and Peace.
To be fair, I'm more excited to see Peace's support act on the November / December tour, rather than themselves. Drenge support Peace this Winter. Drenge. Breathe. Drenge are possibly one of the most highly rated bands around at the current time, consisting of the two Loveless brothers. Loveless by name, loveless by nature. 'I Wanna Break You In Half' and 'People In Love Make Me Feel Yuck', give off the impression that maybe Drenge aren't going to be that shoe gazing pop group playing about with the synthesiser.
Four-piece Peace from Worcester however, need no introduction. NME has crammed their name into every issue and it's seriously impossible to get away from them. But, are they worth the hype? Yeah, definitely. I seen them live at T In The Park earlier this year, and their live performance is full of camp sparkle to get you dancing. Harry Koisser was dressed for the Scottish weather appropriately, with a large, over-sized fur coat dangling off his skinny body, as the band raced through their roaring set from debut album 'In Love'.
Peace's gig (originally being held at Hoult's Yard, Newcastle) has been moved to Northumbria Uni, on December 1st. I haven't been to Northumbria Uni for a gig before, so I'm hoping that when I report back it'll be a positive experience from an intimate gig.
The second ticket that came through the post today was Palma Violets. What can I say? There is only one word that can possibly describe Palma Violets: fuck. I also seen the the indie-rock quartet, originating from Lambeth London, live at T in The Park this year also. It was one of those performances that had you completely mesmerised, and at one point I did feel tears streaming down my face.
Palma Violets are supported on tour by a band called Baby Strange, who I am yet to look into - but to support a band, also heavily promoted by NME, must mean their half-alright doesn't it? Palma's bring a fusion of energy and the mood of a wild party to the stage with tracks from their debut '180'. They play Newcastle Uni on November 22nd and are sure to deliver another unforgettable set in a sweaty, intimate basement setting. Every human in the room is bound to be doused in twenty other peoples sweat. And strangely, I for one, can't wait for either of them!
Two sought-after precious cards came through my door today - a welcoming surprise after my utter abysmal day at dreary sixth form. The two passes, which are soon to open up the world of euphoric wonder for a handful of hours, are two relatively known bands who's reputations are steadily exceeding themselves. The two prestigious bands are Palma Violets and Peace.
To be fair, I'm more excited to see Peace's support act on the November / December tour, rather than themselves. Drenge support Peace this Winter. Drenge. Breathe. Drenge are possibly one of the most highly rated bands around at the current time, consisting of the two Loveless brothers. Loveless by name, loveless by nature. 'I Wanna Break You In Half' and 'People In Love Make Me Feel Yuck', give off the impression that maybe Drenge aren't going to be that shoe gazing pop group playing about with the synthesiser.
Four-piece Peace from Worcester however, need no introduction. NME has crammed their name into every issue and it's seriously impossible to get away from them. But, are they worth the hype? Yeah, definitely. I seen them live at T In The Park earlier this year, and their live performance is full of camp sparkle to get you dancing. Harry Koisser was dressed for the Scottish weather appropriately, with a large, over-sized fur coat dangling off his skinny body, as the band raced through their roaring set from debut album 'In Love'.
Peace's gig (originally being held at Hoult's Yard, Newcastle) has been moved to Northumbria Uni, on December 1st. I haven't been to Northumbria Uni for a gig before, so I'm hoping that when I report back it'll be a positive experience from an intimate gig.The second ticket that came through the post today was Palma Violets. What can I say? There is only one word that can possibly describe Palma Violets: fuck. I also seen the the indie-rock quartet, originating from Lambeth London, live at T in The Park this year also. It was one of those performances that had you completely mesmerised, and at one point I did feel tears streaming down my face.
Palma Violets are supported on tour by a band called Baby Strange, who I am yet to look into - but to support a band, also heavily promoted by NME, must mean their half-alright doesn't it? Palma's bring a fusion of energy and the mood of a wild party to the stage with tracks from their debut '180'. They play Newcastle Uni on November 22nd and are sure to deliver another unforgettable set in a sweaty, intimate basement setting. Every human in the room is bound to be doused in twenty other peoples sweat. And strangely, I for one, can't wait for either of them!
Saturday, 12 October 2013
The New NME
Question - What famous accronem hypes up bands so far up their own arses that the never seem to drop of the Radar?
Answer - NME
NME has been going since 1952 and since then the idealistic writers have penned their opinions in their own blood, and has been created super-hyped-up bands since then. Think of Haim before NME as a ham sandwich. Sprinkle some fairy dust in the form of NME and the plain ham has pretty much magically turned to bacon over-night. The magazine has changed lives: fact
NME isn't dear. It's £2.40. That's 2400 pennies that would've been used for our music mad teenagers to purchase their next bag of weed, which sadly, they're so much more interested in.
So think of it like this; kids these days are so far up on the indie scale, and the trippy part of Youtube (which is usually un-covered on a nocturnal time of 5 in the morning) is at their finger-tips... So why do we still need to pay for a magazine? Why do we still need NME?
The front cover of the brand-spanking-new issue which adorned by David Bowie, holding what seem to be the paper-to-swan party trick, has something written on it which answers our needy questions.
'The Past, Present & Future of music'
The Past of music - It's been the eye-catching prize of every music obsessed teenager for the past sixty one years, it's written down the hearts and souls of teenage icons in black and white.
The Present of music - think about all the new bands that have suddenly risen from the decay of pop music, thanks to the likes of Nicki Minaj and Lil' Wayne. Without NME, Swim Deep would've just been another dare at the pool side. Peace would've been a valid reason to smoke weed. And Palma Violets would still've been those awfully bright coloured sweets you desperately avoid in the multi-pack sweet packets.
The Future of music - basically; how about you ask Liam and Noel Gallagher how many more records they've sold since they've been mentioned in every NME issue at least once every week?
You might find kiss-assing and puckering up to the likes of Arctic Monkeys and swooning over Miles Kane too much... But you can't deny that at one time or other, NME has been the first website or first magazine you've scoured to find.
'Writing about music is like dancing about architecture'
What's in this weeks issue?
The first issue of the more compact sized NME is no-short of music. Normally the NME has an exaggerated number of pages plastered with shit that nobody actually cares about, like the downfall of Razorlight for example. Not now. Brimming with new music and jam-packed with serious opinions from some of the best writers in the country. Throw in a column by Radio 1's Huw Stephens and we're seriously on to a winner here.
And for the David Bowie super-fans you scream? A ten page spread to fill all your sexual cravings from the man with many faces!
NME has seriously bucked it's ideas up. It's back. It's smaller, but it's no short of packing a punch. And it's about fucking time.
Answer - NME
NME has been going since 1952 and since then the idealistic writers have penned their opinions in their own blood, and has been created super-hyped-up bands since then. Think of Haim before NME as a ham sandwich. Sprinkle some fairy dust in the form of NME and the plain ham has pretty much magically turned to bacon over-night. The magazine has changed lives: fact
NME isn't dear. It's £2.40. That's 2400 pennies that would've been used for our music mad teenagers to purchase their next bag of weed, which sadly, they're so much more interested in.
So think of it like this; kids these days are so far up on the indie scale, and the trippy part of Youtube (which is usually un-covered on a nocturnal time of 5 in the morning) is at their finger-tips... So why do we still need to pay for a magazine? Why do we still need NME?
The front cover of the brand-spanking-new issue which adorned by David Bowie, holding what seem to be the paper-to-swan party trick, has something written on it which answers our needy questions.
'The Past, Present & Future of music'
The Past of music - It's been the eye-catching prize of every music obsessed teenager for the past sixty one years, it's written down the hearts and souls of teenage icons in black and white.
The Present of music - think about all the new bands that have suddenly risen from the decay of pop music, thanks to the likes of Nicki Minaj and Lil' Wayne. Without NME, Swim Deep would've just been another dare at the pool side. Peace would've been a valid reason to smoke weed. And Palma Violets would still've been those awfully bright coloured sweets you desperately avoid in the multi-pack sweet packets.
The Future of music - basically; how about you ask Liam and Noel Gallagher how many more records they've sold since they've been mentioned in every NME issue at least once every week?
You might find kiss-assing and puckering up to the likes of Arctic Monkeys and swooning over Miles Kane too much... But you can't deny that at one time or other, NME has been the first website or first magazine you've scoured to find.
'Writing about music is like dancing about architecture'
What's in this weeks issue?The first issue of the more compact sized NME is no-short of music. Normally the NME has an exaggerated number of pages plastered with shit that nobody actually cares about, like the downfall of Razorlight for example. Not now. Brimming with new music and jam-packed with serious opinions from some of the best writers in the country. Throw in a column by Radio 1's Huw Stephens and we're seriously on to a winner here.
And for the David Bowie super-fans you scream? A ten page spread to fill all your sexual cravings from the man with many faces!
NME has seriously bucked it's ideas up. It's back. It's smaller, but it's no short of packing a punch. And it's about fucking time.
Saturday, 14 September 2013
babyshambles // 5.09.13
Flick through a newspaper, and
their pages will be littered with the usual suspects; political scandals,
alleged love children and athletes being busted. But sometimes, we forget about
a figure whose spiralling life sometimes over-shadows his ‘next Oscar Wilde’
status, breaking onto the scene ten years ago.
An Ex-Libertine: who shared a
violent and failed engagement to one of the most beautifully coked-up
supermodels of our time. Throw in a jail sentence and dealing with a death,
occurring from the same substance that keeps his fire alight: you’ve reached
thechaos jackpot. So how come, after the rehab stints, the accidental child
and a hollowing drug addiction; is Peter Doherty still standing?
Fresh faced and poised for
action; Pete’s second band, after the infamous Libertines, rallied through
their bouncing set list of songs from the past three albums. Old favourites
such as ‘Delivery’, ‘Killamangiro’ and ‘8 Dead Boys’ saw the masculine
orientated crowd bouncing from bar to stage and back to front. Singles from new
album ‘Sequel to the Prequel’ such as ‘Farmer’s Daughter’ and ‘Fall from Grace’
went down a storm, with sweaty bodies gently entwining around each other.
Doherty managed to escape the
clutches of his adolescent fan-girls hatless and with two less shoes five
minutes later, leaving a trail of disbelief in his wake, not to mention a mass-pile
on! Still, his spirits hadn’t seemed to
dampen after his soft-core attack. A laugh of pure happiness left Doherty’s
lips as he and Babyshambles created a ear-defining roar as their set came to a rowdy
close with a chorus of ‘Fuck forever, if you don’t mind’.
A night full of surprises: a
salute to Babyshambles for their phenomenal performance. The poet, whose drug-incrusted mind spouts
oozy, romantic poems in the form of songs, is back; and he’ll not be looking
back into the sun anytime soon. Time will tell, but there’s nowhere for Doherty
to go but up!
Babyshambles’s highly-rated new album ‘Sequel
to the Prequel’ is available to buy in all good record stores, and available
for digital download now.
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