This album is more than just a retro pastiche of a previous era’s styles. The subtle use of pastoral samples drifts through the songs giving depth to the orchestral swells and chiming guitars.
I mentioned earlier the developing template; whilst their first record stuck to one theme they knew worked (i.e high tempo guitar pop) “You Could Have It…” adds more.
If this record were a car, it would be sitting on a snowy embankment, trying to get its engine to turn over. The same way that one lays their head on the steering wheel and pleads with the pistons to begin their cyclical journeys, Live It Out, contains a promise, which is hinted at but isn’t ever fully delivered upon.
The quartet is not afraid of shying away from the blippity pop blop and is proving so with many of the tracks on Feels, a very delightfully odd transition from their previous album Sung Tongs.
What matters most about the music of Lapsus Linguae — for me at least — is that they evade every convention or expectation you could have in music. Yet they haven’t done this by releasing records that are purely a whisper or no sound at all; they’ve given the listener everything that’s fucking great in music wrapped in one picnic basket of joy.
From squeaks and yelps to clicks and shouts, they busted the wall in my head of how an instrument can be played. There were no breaks in their set, rather, the music was orchestrated into movements
That aura of intensity was reflected in their attitude, which was loose, and somehow feral. In fact, they embodied everything that is exciting about the punk aesthetic, but without the crap music that traditionally accompanies it.
In between tracks the drummer made some comments summarising some of the songs, which sounded quite interesting — something about the difference between the mythology of the American Dream, and the realities of the modern United States.
When i got “Honey Bucket” it was fast and mental, Buzz Osbourne proving his power and presence as a guitarist and front man to be much more than just big hair
Noxagt finally appeared on stage without a word. It wasn’t until then that I realised they’ve shed their viola player, in favour of a guitarist.
Four years ago, a man named Malcolm had a vision — that he could put on a festival in his Catford flat, with all his mates’ bands playing in his living room. Now in its fourth year, Malcfest continued to grow, surpassing all previous expectations.
There’s nothing more impulsive in music right now than Deerhoof, an angular pop band that will throw books at you from a library full of strange variants and catchy, catchy tunes.
the two Ex Models launched at intervals into the staccato high-pitched vocals and careful guitar call and responses which have made the band so interesting
We caught up with Buzz Osbourne (Guitar, Vocals) for an insight into the intricacies of a marriage The Melvins have made with music for over twenty years.
The Architects boys can really play, they are incredibly tight and mix some big riffs with some great technical and math parts, and they are still young — lucky bastards.
and so although Cove may continue in some form or another, this was the last to chance to catch the storming behemoth before a third of its body fell off.
before the band start the PA blares out Black Sabbath’s “Iron Man” and the guitarist/singer is seen on top of the speaker bending over underneath the roof miming along like an ecstatic crazy
What Under The Influence Of Giants is doing is far from a mesmeric concoction of clever musical patterns and phantasmagoric songwriting.
The chickenhead-dressed man makes music using his Nintendo games systems, alongside very hard and heavy beats which he then screams over.
Unfortunately, there seemed to be a lack of the paramount Fingathing usually find some three quarters of the way through their show — a zenith that usually exposes itself during the intensity of the track “Superhero Music”.