Track Review: Princess Nyah- Champion

TRACK REVIEW:

 

Princess Nyah

 

Champion

 

8.8/10.0

 

 

Champion is available via:

https://soundcloud.com/princessnyah/champion

GENRES:

Dance/Hip-Hop

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In a music scene with few original players and intentions, Princess Nyah is a bold and stunning artist.  Mixing confident and evocative shades of Destiny’s Child with Foxy Brown and FKA twigs- she is an artist that demands respect.  Champion is a stunning cut that hints at a very bright future indeed.

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MUSIC seems not to get any fairer or easier to…

Deal with.  Just as I type, I am haunted by the weight music (puts on shoulders); how dreams can be crushed and unrealized- how the finest and brightest musical talents struggle to meet their expectations and ambitions.  It is always sad and upsetting when superbly bright and eager musicians decide to call things quits- lambasted by expectation and reality, they hang up their microphone (for good).  I can understand the reason behind these trends: why some musicians feel they cannot keep pushing and striving.  With so many humans being crammed into the world; so many new acts emerging (by the week)- there is precious little room for maneuver.  I love music and all the possibilities it provides- I feel not enough is done to encourage those that deserve kudos and true success.  Give these facts; one wonders how the successful succeed- what makes them stand apart (from the masses of young hopefuls).  Perhaps it is down to some luck and soft positional bargaining- maybe the public are kinder to some musicians.  Whatever the reason behind this phenomenon, I know this much- it isn’t fair.  Not even close.  It is worrying that so many acts are buried and overwhelmed.  I suppose there is nothing much that can be done; when the numbers keep rising- as they do- what is one to do (in order to ensure equality and fair community)?  One of the great things (about music) is the acts that come through and evolve- keep going between releases and see their stock rise.  In addition to having a distinct and popular sound (the successful elite) has a never-say-die attitude- the spirit to keep going through the tough times.  So many great bands are starting to emanate (from new music’s circles)- the solo act always has a tougher time of things.  There are no band members to help shoulder the workload- I know I have covered this subject a number of times- and no way around the realities of the task at hand.  I am filled with admiration for the lone star- those that go out into the music world by themselves.  It takes a hell of a lot of fortitude and guts (to even take the first steps); a bag-load of nerves and determination- a thick skin and a fungible calendar.  My featured artist is one of a few that has managed to keep growing in stature- having faced some (slow early days), she is among one of the most promising Hip-Hop/Dance artists in the U.K.  I have another point to raise, but for now, shall introduce Princess Nyah:

Talented. Ambitious. Driven. These are just some of the words that spring to  mind when seeking to describe UK musicʼs brightest new star, Princess Nyah. Whether sheʼs laying down the vocals on a club anthem, rapping over a Hip Hop beat, being the boss of her own clothing label or cutting deals with industry execs, Princess Nyah is an artist and a businesswoman who is destined for big things. After the phenomenal success of her smash hit, Frontline Nyah is ready to take on the world with her new single ʻCrazyʼ, her new EP Destroy & Rebuild, and an even greater determination to make her music dreams a reality.  Nyahʼs desire to perform manifested itself at an early age. After winning a local dance competition when she was just six years old, Nyahʼs mother recognised her daughterʼs natural talent and encouraged her to develop it. ʻI think thatʼs the first time my Mum noticed that I was really into music. After I won the dance competition, I started going to classes at Sylvia Young Theatre School on the weekend. At school, I starred in every cabaret there was.ʼ As Nyah grew older, her passion for music developed alongside her other great love in life: fashion. ʻIn school, I did art and textiles, because I wanted to be a fashion designer.ʼ But, eager to pursue a career path that would enable her to provide financial support her single mother, Nyah put aside her creative ambitions at college and chose to study media. ʻI wanted to do performing arts, but my mum didnʼt think Iʼd be able to get a job. So I half-heartedly started a media course.ʼ But Princess Nyah is not a woman who does ʻhalfhearted ʼ very well. With characteristic boldness, she soon made the decision to drop out of college and started working full-time. Ironically, it was at this point that her creative streak re-emerged and she began to embrace music once again. With the help of UK producer Def1, Nyah ventured down the path of songwriting for the first time. ʻDef1 was rapping and making Hip Hop music and he helped me to get started.ʼ At the same time, Nyah also rediscovered her natural gift for performing and became Def1ʼs on-stage hype girl.  Like any true music-lover, Nyahʼs passion was never limited to just one genre. A life-long fan of Hip Hop, Nyah soon developed a real love for dance and house music and began taking regular summer holidays to the Mediterranean party islands. ʻI went to Ayia Napa one year with one of my best friends and I heard ʻTell Me What It Isʼ by DJ NG ft. Baby Katy (now known to the world as Katy B). As soon as we got off the plane, we just threw our stuff down and went to straight to a club and we could just hear this bassline. It was the first time I heard the song and I fell in love.ʼ  Nyah returned to the UK determined to start making the kind of hypnotic club music that she had danced to in Ayia Napa. ʻWhen I came back, I knew I wanted to try something different. I was driving home from work one day and I just started singing this hook in my car. So I called Def1 straight away and said ʻIʼve got any idea.ʼ   That idea was Frontline, a track that would become one of the biggest club hits of 2009. A relative novice to the ins and outs of the music industry, Nyah drew upon her innate business intuition to ensure that the track was played by the right DJs, in the right clubs, and on the right radio stations. ʻInitially, I burnt just five CDs. There was a big rave coming up where I knew Marcus Nasty from Rinse FM would be playing, so I went down there with my CDs and gave him one. It just had ʻPrincessʼ written on there with my telephone number. The next day he rang and told me he loved it. Thanks to Marcus, a lot of people started calling me for the track. He basically pioneered the record through hammering it in the clubs and on Rinse FM. I ended up recording over 100 specials for DJs on stations across the UK, and it went on the 1Xtra playlist.ʼ Buoyant from the success of Frontline, Princess Nyah wasted no time in throwing herself into her music, and released her self-funded debut E.P. Diary Of A Princess, which included the follow up club smash Hooligans, with Ghettz and Griminal on the remix, and Butterflies. Besides working with notable MCs such as Wretch 32 and Wiley, Nyah worked with one of the UKʼs most prolific producers, Donaeo to help incite the clubs once again with the remix of Party Hard, another UK club anthem. Fast forward just a year and Nyah has not only recorded an explosive official remix of Major Lazerʼs party anthem Pon De Floor but is also adding the final touches to her first album, the aptly titled Patience and Persistence. Diverse, vibrant and bursting with energy, the album showcases the best of Princess Nyahʼs music, as well as herself. ʻI grew up on Hip Hop so thatʼs been a really strong influence, due to my Jamaican heritage there are lots of dancehall influences on there, too.ʼ   As well as working with long-time collaborators Ill Blu, Princess Nyah has teamed up with legendary UK producer DJ Wonder, True Tiger & Terror Danjah to create an album that ultimately ʻ…reflects my love of house and dance. I wouldnʼt describe it as dance music per se, itʼs a more a reflection of my influences, the English club experience, which varies depending on where you come from.ʼ  At the same time, Nyah has continued to develop her clothing store Binghiʼs Boutique, as well as launching her label RoyleTease Records, , and mentoring young women interested in entering the music industry. Itʼs a lifestyle that many would find exhausting, but Princess Nyah sees it all as part of the bigger picture. ʻI think that itʼs really important, not just as a female but as an artist, to understand what it is youʼre doing and your main objective. You need to be in control of your own direction and destiny, it is very easy to get lost. I know where Iʼm going, I know where Iʼm headed. Patience and Persistence are the keys to success.ʼ

Like contemporaries RKZ, Princess Nyah has an entrepreneurial spirit- that restlessness that means she insinuates herself in multiple realms of life; takes the effort to benefit (as many as she can).  She knows how much patience can pay off- what it takes to achieve your goals and ambitions.  Having started from humble backgrounds, the young heroine has come on leaps and bounds- growing and evolving with every new release (and year).  Complete and armed with music that is original and distinct- Princess Nyah is going to be a serious name to watch.  Stations and venues around the capital have attuned themselves to her dizzying arrays and multitude sounds- the sort of music that does not come around that often.  As much as the God Particle could wipe out the universe- according to Professor Stephen Hawking- apathy and ill-education can destroy the music universe.  Too many terrific acts are being marginalised and sublimated- pushed into the mire in order to foster space for undeserving acts.  The anger and depression evoked- from this queasy and proclivious paradigm- is not a detriment to deserving and superb musicians- it is always wonderful to see them succeed.  In a way, any resentment and disgust is transformed into an osmosis of positivity and support- the mind and heart roots for the indefatigable and thirsty hopefuls.  Princess Nyah has gained some huge momentum and fandom- her numbers rise; the amount of (positive feedback) she has garnered- it is the catalyst that sees her galvanise and augment her presence.  A businesswoman; a campaigner and role model- Princess Nyah understands the vitality and importance of control and dreams.  Being a new convert to her music and ideals, I have been back-peddling and catching-up- sifting through her bounteous treasure chest and discovering a wealth of wonder and range.  Champion is a necessary and expected step forward- one of her most assured and stunning cuts, it showcases how naturally the young heroine can up her game and surprise the audience.  With her vast love (of multitudes of different genres) she incorporates these multifarious threads into her latest testament- a stone-cold gospel that is primed to get the summer-fatigued feet rejuvenated and ready.  Too few musicians go out of the way to give the public something different and genuinely fresh- supersedes expectations and traditions to subvert critical predictions.  In a country where the genres of Dance, Hip-Hop and Rap are among the most thriving and startling arenas for creative brilliance- this is where more eyes should be trained and strained (towards).  It is good to distance yourself from the vast swathes of guitar-led music- those bands and acts that tend to tamper with the same three chords.  Embrace the beat and the sound of the concrete jam; twist your head around something elliptical and upbeat- dangerous and low-down.  The equation and maths is quite simple, see: discard electronic twangs; throw in some head-spinning sounds; divide and conquer- multiply the fun and fever- to create a total that cannot be refuted (or improved upon).  Princess Nyah has many years ahead of her- and is not quite at the top of her game- but shows incredible promise and strengths.  Accountable and second-par to nobody, her distinct motifs are rife with original intent, personal input and nuance.   It is hardly a shock (that) Champion has been gathering such impassioned praise and paen- a slice of life that is as affirmative as it is sexy; hard and raw as it is smooth- a stunningly cocktail concoction of sound.  I am wholly confident the young star will be making some serious impressions through the next year.

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It is worth looking back to some of Princess Nyah’s earliest works.  London to Ibiza is a rousing and spirited club beat.  Befitting of its name and itinerary, the song does not go to sleep- neither does out heroine.  Constantly moving and upbeat, our star does not settle and rest.  Driving a Bentley and living the life, there is a sense of wealth and glamour- bling and jewels gleam in every note.  With hard edges and a primal tongue, the song swirls to the sounds of ‘90s clubland- there is a great nod to the better days of Dance.  That is not to say London to Ibiza is pale by comparison- it has plenty of modern grit and braggadocio stride.  Our heroine treads the line between boastful and restrained; human and celebrity- the images of evocative sounds melt wonderfully together.  Perhaps suffering from some weak production values, some of the song sounds rushed and too packed- a little too busy to truly capture.  What you do get is a great glimpse into the songbook of the young heroine- the unique sound (that defines her later work).  Crazy showcased itself as a more subtle and modern number.  Slinking and nuanced, the song sees Princess Nyah being driven crazy- by her insatiable and addictive lover.  The beats crackle and bubble; slam and sizzle- they are not as hard and pummeling as in her embryonic moments.  The sound here is of the modern club floors; the sweat and Pop sounds that compel 2014 revelers- it has its heart set in the grime and heat of the late-night avenues.  A bit of a step forward- a leap in the right direction- it is an early sign of Princess Nyah’s sexual prowess and scintillating lust.  Butterflies possessed and showed its romantic side.  Big beats do arrive and patter—they are not as full-on and swelling as expected.  Instead, what you get is something with some R ‘n’ B edges and soothe- temptation and sensuality.  The sounds rolls and trickle; flow with energy and soul.  Sounding quite familiar to (some of London to Ibiza’s layers) our heroine ensures her identity is kept intact- but that quality and ambition grows.  Our heroine’s heart has been sent a-flutter- there is some tease and coquettishness afoot.  Big Boys starts urgently and determined.  Not a hardcore and relentless beat, here there is more melody and punctuated intention.  Before you know it, the mood expands and grows; the intentions get bigger and harder- it is a banging swathe that has serious ambitions.  The vocal is addictive and urgent; impassioned and bold throughout.  The production values are more assured and polished- allowing the song to shine and flourish.  The crispness and clarity means the beats and vocals are up front and clear.  The entire performance is a push forward and development- Princess Nyah comes across as intent and meaningful as possible; nobody can stop her.  Sticky is as evocative and striking as its name; that big club flair and sound reigns- the hard beat and swagger punches forth.  Our heroine is bonded together by love and romance; things are getting real and sticky- there is that mixture of hardship and adulthood.  Maturity and fear mingles with possibility and love; that whirling combinations of emotions.  Princess Nyah does not let things get to her; she remains levelled and in control- determined to get through and make sure things work out.  The lyrical shift- away from sexuality and youthful naivety- has blossomed into something more rounded and deep- a song that has some grown-up centres and a shift in perspectives.  As great as Princess Nyah’s rambunctious and sweaty side is, here we hear something more earnest and real.  Heartbeat is a more recent track; something that has led to Champion’s fighting spirit.  Her best track-to this point- that quality jump continues; the directness and fascination is at its peak.  Fast and rapped vocals mix scattershot speed with dizzying beats and full-bodied electronics.  Bills are piling up; tabloid newspapers come to the fore- our anonymous heroine is seeing her face put out into the world.  Her growing name and stature are being investigated; when she walks the street people stare and recognise her- celebrity culture is investigated.  A more interesting cut than on previous numbers, our heroine provides her most impressive set of lyrics- a scenic and episodic tale that is evocative and detailed.  The emphasis on words and vocals takes control over force and beats- the production values are as crisp and polished than ever before.  The entire track has a gleam and shine; a combinative rawness and street-level dirt- grime and smoke fuses with sweetness and heartache.  The myriad themes and diversions are more melodic and layered; our heroine’s heart keeps beating on- she is going through trials and the results of popularity and acclaim.  From the dizzying and assault of Heartbeat, arrives Champion- a track that returns to earlier agendas.  That raw and hardness has returned- our heroine has her mind set on hip-flexing considerations.  Distorted vocals and sexualised intent comes in; a confident and ego-boosted boy is looked at- the street vibes and edges are sharp and stinging.  The developments are clear to see.  Although strong and assured on her debut seconds; Princess Nyah has evolved and strengthened her sound- become more rounded and confident.  Our heroine’s vocals have become more unique and personal; the star has grown in ability and direction- she is very much her own woman and artist.  From early tracks of love and urgent passion, themes of celebrity and spotlight have been traded with sweetness and romance.  Champion marries early shades and subjects with that new and inspired sense of freedom- some of the strongest lyrics and most unexpected sonic shifts (are to be witnessed here).  This means that future movements and songs are likely to be as assured and stunning- mixing in new aspects and tones.  Having cemented and perfected her streetwise persona; Princess Nyah has plenty of attitude and directness; ample barrage of sensuality and tenderness- such a huge range of possibilities and potentials.  That core and galvanized central identity (is what sticks in the mind).  With every song comes another layer of confidence and surprise; something new and unexpected- plenty for the public to enjoy and appreciate.  With such a strong and authoritative set of songs (to her name), we are likely to see a lot more Princess Nyah material- who knows what will come out way!

When comparing Princess Nyah with other acts, it is pretty hard (to draw others to mind).  Her fusions of Dance, Hip-Hop and Pop have few comparables- the young star does not try to be anyone else.  In terms of her darker tones and mixture of Dance and Hip-Hop elements (recent eye-catcher) FKA twigs can be levied in.  The Mercury Prize-nominated solo artist can be heard in other artists- including Princess Nyah.  Both shares a high priestess personality that brings so much force and conviction to their music- few can ignore their urgency and prowess.  Ethereal sensuality and sheer authority (that both artists possess) mingles with unconventional and drug-like mixes- strange sounds mingle with hard and pummeling moments; softer and layered beats- a cornucopia of sound.  Sometimes fragile; always singular- FKA twigs’ debut is seen as one of the finest creations of this year.  Princess Nyah has her own blend and brand of this consideration- a unique and insatiable cocktail that enriches the ears and takes the breath.  Princess Nyah’s urban beats and street flavours are a hypnotic proposition that seamlessly fuse with sweeter and more melodic Pop strands- an artist that has the innovation, intrigue and potential of FKA twigs.  If the potential Mercury Prize-winning artist has shown anything, it is that expanding the palette; subverting expectations; going beyond what is normal- that is what the audience is looking for.  Two other acts that have made a mark on Princess Nyah are Estelle and Neneh Cherry.  The former is a London superstar that has been influencing waves of Soul, Hip-Hop and Urban artists.  If we look at Estelle’s 2012 album All of Me- it remains one of her strongest and more assured efforts.  Critics noted how the feel-good factor (of the songs) was balanced with powerful mandates and lush love songs- gruff and edgy moments nestled in the mix.  Princess Nyah instills all of her work with contrasting emotions and strong statements; catchy melodies and effervescent grooves.  Our heroine presents smart, evolving and head-smart jams that have plenty of tongue and bite.  What All of Me contained was music with transatlantic appeal; sounds that could appeal to the U.S. (as much as the U.K.)- songs with plenty of potential to win over legions of different listeners and fans- Princess Nyah has that same talent.  Songs like Champion have an American voice; they are not just confined to London clubs and our shores- there is a distinct possibility Princess Nyah could well be a future fixture in the U.S.  Neneh Cherry is an idol (of our heroine’s).  Cherry’s latest album- Blank Project- was lauded for its stark sound and big ideas- bracing and emotionally vulnerable (at every turn); confessional and honest.  The scuzziness and fuzziness- Cherry throws in- is met with startling results; her Beat-style poetry and unconventional melodies are rare indeed- the high assault of rhythms and percussions does most of the talking.  Demons, confrontations and lovelorn confessions have seen Cherry gain new respect and pan- her inimitable soft vocals have broken many new hearts.  Princess Nyah mixes koans and ruminations with rebellious treaties and sharp proclamations.  Princess Nyah shares Cherry’s usage of baleful and agitated words with angst-ridden beats and electronic whirlpools- to elicit the sound of rousing and immerse sounds.  Both put anxiety themes and broken dreams near the front; the songs that look at ill-suited boys and losers- the mixture of subjects and layers is incredible.  Neneh Cherry’s riveting and spellbinding music has had an effect on our young heroine- she has managed to distill (Cherry’s) magic and mystique into her own original and enlivening songs.  The final comparable act- I will draw alongside Princess Nyah- is Foxy Brown.  The New York Rap star may not be the first name one would think of (when listening to our star), yet she has had an impact- the two have some similar shades.  Whilst Foxy Brown has not released material for many years- and has received mixed reviews throughout her career- her album Ill Na Na (released in 1996) remains her high-point.  The sexy and assured deliveries (throughout the album) were granted a distinct edge- thanks to some incredible production values.  The charisma Foxy Brown gave the album; her sleek and contemporary stylings captivated many critics- impressed by her sheer vitality and alluring attraction.  Princess Nyah has more quality in her locker; she instills Foxy Brown’s sprinklings of sass, sexiness and scintillation- whilst injecting the mixture with her own British voice and identity.  There are few artists that come to mind- when listening to Princess Nyah- so it makes it hard to bring names to the party.  If you are a fan of any of the above, you will find some familiar and similar sounds;  recognisable and classic edges- look beyond.  Whilst our heroine has her best days ahead (and still has not really hit her peak) her growing reputation and confidence will see her go far- she is getting stronger with every new release.  In a music industry that is overcrowded and tightly packed, there are few that stand out; try to distinguish themselves apart- Princess Nyah has signs of huge potential.  Able to engage with listeners; throw together multiple genres and avenues- wrap it around her stunning voice- and you get something quite special.  It is a sound that is likely to expand and galvanise over the years- on her current evidence, she is likely to inspire a host of up-and-coming female singers and artists.

Hard, distorted and low-down vocals open up Champion.  Lasting only a few seconds, they give way to some brief and brutal beats- it tees the song up and welcomes in the mood.  Sounding a little like Rockafella Skank, the vocal-beat combination is an urgent and pressing sensation- making sure the audience is suitably knocked back.  Scratched electronics and a female vocal- stuttered and jumping- mixes with the foreground to provide some lightness and sense of relief.  It is an introduction that differs from most Dance/Hip-Hop tracks- there is a definite sense of primacy and mixed emotion; that unexpectedness means the song is an instant catch- before Princess Nyah has stepped up, you are hooked in.  Presenting a vocal that has a Reggae vibe and laid-back chill, our heroine can see the fear “in his eyes”- speaking to an unnamed hero, the words are presented with a sense of detachment and aloofness; there seems to be no sense of accusation, sympathy or support.  Our heroine lets her voice slink, seduce and conspire- she lays in her story and builds up the sense of intrigue and promise.  Juicy hips and lips are wound in; swaggering electronics (and beats) slither forth- Princess Nyah is never seen when she perspires.  Backed by that infectious composition, our heroine sounds confident and wholly in control- her soulful and impassioned delivery lets her words hit the mark.  Aiming at her subject- and the audience in general- her name is (already inside him); she wants her name chanted and screamed- there is a mixture of sexualised allure and musical ambition.  Nobody is immune from the swaggering and tempting rhythms; the sensuality and beauty of the heroine- that dangerous and indelible concoction is a hard potion to refute.  Champion lays out its stall quite early; getting down to business and riding the crest of a wave.  Her mandate is being sent out- she asks why (he) couldn’t hear her coming.  Such is the potency and projection of her music; the boldness and strength of her personality- it is hard to ignore the heroine.  Princess Nyah mingles simplicity alongside complexity- the words have a straightforward and direct approach; the music is more layered and intricate.  The beats and electronics may seem one-dimensional and forcedful, yet have layered and nuanced qualities- you can hear a lot of work has been expended to ensure they hit with as much resonance as is possible.  The listener pictures scenes and images- that endless mix of sweat-inducing sexuality and music directness tangle with one another.  Laying down her factory of majestic sounds, Nyah has a sense of cockiness and stunning self-assuredness.  Her music, beauty and name are those that cannot be overlooked or forgotten- speaking to her boy, the huge trip and stagger is that which aims for the bones and soul.  Presenting the same sort of feminine strength and confidence the likes of Beyoncé would be proud of, our heroine is the champion- she always wins the fight, whether it is in the studio or in love.  As one half of your brain is mesmerised by the tribal beats; the Dance-cum-Hip-Hop electronics; the other half is grabbed by the stylish and even-flow of the delivery- the striking images and confident proclamations.  As the song progresses, there seems to be a battle forming- a showdown and personal game of cat-and-mouse.  Nyah (can hear her subject’s) heart beat; that rushed flow of blood- as the scenes take us to the club floor.  Trying to take on and better our heroine, one false move and that will be that- she is ready to strike.  The double-meaning nature of the song always keeps it compelling and open.  One part of you imagines a seduction and chase; the heroine on top and getting her man- owning the night and calling the shots.  The passion, sweat and allure (of the vocals) puts those thoughts in your brain.  The hardcore and effusive sounds being laid down engage your brain towards themes of music-making; the fact no one will match the potency and quality of Princess Nyah- pretenders and fools step up; only to be swiftly dispatched.  The vocal delivery is one of the most stunning facets of the song.  That delivery- mixing Reggae temperament and coolness with Urban-inspired bruise and force- is a gleaming and shining jewel; a distinct and confident sound that adds meaning and urgency to all of the lyrics.  Few other artists have quite that same style and sound; that ease to cross and splice genres- whilst retaining a very focused and stunning central sound.  Backing vocals- by our heroine- look at “reservoir dogs” and those without love; Nyah has no time for the fakers, posers and players- she has her mind set and knows exactly what she wants.  The champion of the music scene; the fighting spoils of romance; whatever she damn well pleases- try and stop her if you can!  Mixing in sounds of classic-day Beyoncé/Destiny’s Child with modern-day Hip-Hop beats- that blend is sure to draw in a host of new fans.  Having a lot of respect for the best Destiny’s Child had to offer- that confidence, quality and unending sense of pride and focus.  The band did not just focus on aimless Pop and self-absorbed subjects- they spoke to a generation of women and listeners; provided solace, inspiration and motivation.  Although Princes Nyah has a more inward and personal drive (on this track), she has an equally potent voice- Champion is a statement that is intended to inspire as well as catch the imagination.  Among the braggadocio and lustful swagger, there is plenty of thought-provoking lines- images and words listeners can vicariously take on.  The central message and theme is “say my name”- our heroine wants it chanted by the masses; screamed and cried out (as a lover would).  Perhaps my interpretation- about the boudoir and lust may be off the mark- but it is hard to overlook that libidinous and sexualised punch- the stunningly pressing beats do little to quell these thoughts and interpretations.    Towards the closing moments, those initial stuttered vocals blend with staccato beats and punctuated slams- the lead vocal subsides and that central mandate interjects (with new meaning and unending confidence).  When the final moments start to die down, the listener is overawed by the weight of determination and drive- the pace and consistency never drops at all.  Marrying the luster and quality of the Estelles, Beyoncés and Neneh Cherrys of the world- our heroine proves herself to be one of the most vital and engaging voices on the music scene.  Champion shows just what a future she has: it is her strongest cut and could lead to some wonderful possibilities.  Growing with every new release, I would love to hear more Champion-esque jams; those songs that are rife with self-direction and confident.  Nyah has also showed she has a tender side; can master social commentary and wit- her palette is vibrant, diverse and endless.  This means 2015 could well see (this sense of range) parlay into an L.P.- a dizzying cut that could match the like of LP1 (from FKA twigs); bag a Mercury nomination, no less.

Having assessed a fair share of Urban/Hip-Hop artists; Rap stars and Dance idols- they always provide something different and unique.  Indie bands have evolved from Monkeys; devolved into flunkies of the Arctic warriors- the original intentions and unique riffs seem to be left at the door; everybody wants to be Alex Turner.  That is fine if you are Alex Turner; if you aren’t then it sounds desperate and devoid (of uniqueness).  Practically every new Rock or Indie band has too much the whiff of copycat- the boys and girls do not offer anything new or truly distinct.  When you go underground and dig deeper, you can find something wonderfully different and bold.  After reviewing the likes of RKZ, Kate Tempest (a Mercury nominee); The Emsee and the like- for every new experience comes something stunning and compelling.  The greatest potential (for music) lies in Hip-Hop, Rap and Dance endeavours- the artist here seem to be more pioneering and impressive.  Not relying on guitar riffs and woe-is-me tales, they are free to expand their mind and do things differently.  Princess Nyah- having been inspired by some wonderful musicians- caught onto this from a young age.  Her earliest cuts pushed away from convention and expectation- the flavours and sounds caught critics and listeners by surprise.  Having amassed a wealth of social media followers; it is clear her music is making impressions- not hard to see why.  Champion has elements of some of her past work- the stories of personal drive and ambition; the feminine confidence; the ability to own anything she wants.  Inspired by her idols and musical heroines, Nyah has ensured she throws her hat into the ring- marking her out as an empowered and inspirational figure.  Although the strongest songs detach themselves from arenas of the personal and bold- Princess Nyah manages to make (these ideals) sound gripping and original.  Her latest slice is an authoritative and stunning blend of sounds, lyrics and vocals- a song that is as complex as it is simplistic.  Making sure her words can be understood, quoted and chanted- that directness and confidence are easily extrapolated and absorbed.  The music is a more complex and layered beast; the sounds mix vibrant and hardcore with melodic and sweet-natured- ensuring the track stands up to repeated listens.  From the very first moments, you are hooked-in and compelled- few listeners will be immune to the charms and mesmeric grip of Champion.  It is Princess Nyah’s voice that shouts the loudest.  Able to blend concoctions of island vibes; Reggae seduction with Pop-inspired sweetness- it can then transform into an explosion of Urban grit and Hip-Hop trip.  Few singers tend to mutate and stretch their voice; bring in and unite multiple genres- meaning their songs can sound too flat and predictable.  Nyah manages to whip up a frenzy of emotion and styles- a singer that understands the importance of range and projection.  I was seduced by the calmed and laid-back moments; struck by the bold and stabbed drives- the vocals twist and turns like a suburban viper.  All of Champion’s winning fight is achieved by some exceptional production values.  Too many Dance songs tend to be too cluttered and busy; notes and vocals get buried under one another- meaning clarity and decipherability is seriously lacking.  Here, there is none of that occurring- all of the notes and utterances are crisp and polished.  The shining and gleaming production allows Princess Nyah free reign- her effective words are sharp; the vocals clear and direct- nothing gets lost or passed-by.  If you are a fan of Hip-Hop and Dance, you will find a lot to recommend (within Champion) - it is a song that melts the ‘90s legends with modern-day examples.  Pop fans will appreciate the softer and more melodic elements; there are Reggae-flavoured vocal vibes happening- some elements of ‘90s Trip-Hop too.  Rock and Indie acolytes will appreciate the hard and hitting beats; the confident and emphatic deliveries- same goes for lovers of Punk, Grunge and Alternative.  Able to unite and temp followers of multiple genres, it means Princess Nyah will gain some new followers for sure- if she keeps this pace up, awards and acclaim will coming to her.  Perfect for sunny days when you are driving down an open highway; the late-night dancefloors and clubs- Champion is the queen (and king) of every location it dares to adorn.

Around and inside of the masses of same-sounding bands; the heaps of disappointing and generic solo acts- few linger within the gaps.  Over the past few months, I have been fortunate enough to discover some terrific distinct acts- artists that have something different to their sound.  Too many musicians come into music with little regard for distinguishing themselves; overall projections that do not stick in the memory- those that aim high are the ones that should be preserved.  I have seen too many great artists- in music and film- that have abandoned their dreams- found the pressure of expectations too much to bear.  Every heartbreaking story (like this) makes me sad and angry- it is unfair that so many terrific humans are forced to relinquish their focus and highest thought.  Being ‘normal’ and ‘human’ is very boring and irritating- what’s the point of being like everyone else?  Working routine and average jobs; workaday thoughts and hopes- it is a horrible waste of existence I have no intention of becoming embroiled in.   I fear these people- that have to give up on their dreams- may slip into beige trousers; breed and brood- becoming that must horrible and predictable sort of human.  In so much as I try to reassess their mindset- assuage my own guilt and annoyance- I am keen on promoting the most fervent and dedicated musicians.  Prince Nyah has some growing and developing to do- she shows signs that she will be a huge future star.  The way she has grown and developed- between releases- hints at mesmerising and exciting future trajectory-2015 Is sure to see the young talent do big business.  Champion is a big statement from one of the nation’s boldest and most impressive Dance/Hip-Hop artists.  Her vocals and deliveries are fresh and alive; the lyrics and scenes stunning and evocative- her passion and urgency are endlessly gripping.  In the current climate, it is vital- as much as any time- to ensure we give breathing space to the different and promising- eliminate those that aimlessly wander and soullessly chatter.  Princess Nyah is likely to be a festival stalwart of the future; set her sights abroad- rock the likes of the U.S. and Canada.  Having her mind set in multiple arenas; charitable endeavours and business realms- it is clear there are few as ambitious and hard-working as her.  Champion points at a tantalising next few months- maybe an E.P. or album will be on the horizon?  Give her previous output- her E.P.s and singles- it will not be too long until something full and authoritative is dropped- another insight into the mind of the young heroine.  Before I sign off another review, it is worth looking at the solo market- the hardest of all the music arenas.  I get how difficult it is to succeed and grow- most (solo acts) have such big aims, it can be hard to realise them.  It sucks that a lot of terrific artists have to bow out- accept that they may never get to where they want to go.  Music is an impossibly hard industry to crack- like most in the entertainment industry.  Being on your own means having to assimilate huge responsibility and burden- having nobody to help lighten the load.  It is worth sticking around; making plans and taking things as they come- the rewards can be phenomenal.  If I have learnt anything, it is that there are too many fakes and posers (in music); few that offer substance and inspiration- the small percentage that do are deserve to go a long way.  Princess Nyah has an edge over her contemporaries and genre peers- her original blends and concoctions are a refreshing sea change (to the usual miasma and greyness).  Hip-Hop and Dance are styles of music coming back in vogue- starting to see some wonderfully inventive examples come to the fore.  The way (the very finest) mix beats, sounds and emotions is tremendous; that passion and flair can result in big bangs- seismic shifts that stick in the mind and resonate in the heart.  Prince Nyah is the case study of a young woman who has realised her dreams and goals- raised from hard beginnings to achieve something spectacular.  Not some pissing nauseating X-Factor sob story; a whiney cretin wailing about some relative popping their clogs- she is a real artist doing things honestly with no motives of fame and crass fortunes.  That reality and honesty is reflected in her music; the way she evolves and develops her craft- a striking voice that is always growing and developing.  Champion is a stunning slice that should see more fans and ears come in; a tight and memorable number that puts you in a better frame of mind- the public will want to hear more (from her).  Whether this (forthcoming) success translates into an L.P., E.P. or additional single, I am not sure- it is clear 2015 will see a lot of movement and mobility (from Princess Nyah).  With this year starting to fade and die out, we all are looking towards the future- what sort of music will be celebrated and promoted.  If Princess Nyah continues on her assault course, it is likely she will be a big fixture throughout 2015.  If her colleagues and fellow musicians decide to follow this example; aim high and provide (the eager public) with something different and unique, then the overall music landscape will improve and flourish.  Let us hope this sensation and evolution does happen.  Because if it does…

THAT is likely to be a great year indeed.

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E.P. Review: Bear VS. Rhino- Vulture Song

E.P. REVIEW:

Bear VS. Rhino

 

Vulture Song 

9.0/10.0

 

Vulture Song is available via:

http://bearvsrhino.bandcamp.com/

TRACK LISTING:

Beck up, Back up- 8.8/10.0

Milli80seconds:publicist- 9.2

A letter to my brother and sister, fuck him, he doesn’t know what paracetmol is- 9.2

If it looks dead and it smells dead, it’s probably fucking dead- 9.1

Daisychain- 9.0

STANDOUT CUT:

Milli80seconds:publicist

DOWNLOAD:

Milli80seconds:publicist; A letter to my brother and sister, fuck him, he doesn’t know what paracetmol is; If it looks dead and it smells dead, it’s probably fucking dead

RELEASED:

13 July, 2014 

VULTURE SONG WAS WRITTEN AND PERFORMED BY:

 Bear VS. Rhino 

BEAR VS. RHINO ARE:

 Carlo

Bass + Vox

Dan

Drums

Markus

Guitar + Vox 

MIXED AND MASTERED BY:

 Daniel Mills

ARTWORK BY:

 NJX

GENRES:

Alternative, Hardcore

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Ensuring London’s music remains some of the U.K.’s finest, Bear VS. Rhino provide a scintillating and memorable E.P.  Vulture Song is an attacking bird of prey- it picks at the bones and hovers with menacing intent.  For those bridling at the thought of ‘just another Hardcore/Alternative band’, have faith- these boys provide plenty of wit, heart and composure.  Capable of exciting future festival stages, they are a band who do not linger in the shadows; they rule in the spotlight

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 HAVING experienced a technological comeback worthy of Lazarus…

I am unexpectedly back reviewing- much sooner than I would have predicted.  This eventuality has trained my mind to the issue of benevolence and kindness.  In the coming weeks I am working with a stunning singer: an artist putting a band together that is a serious name to watch.  Having approached said singer- I will not reveal her name as to jinx any future movements- complimenting her voice and artistry, she approached me with an intriguing possibility: the chance to manage her career and help her with her first steps.  It is always great to see eager young musicians come through; inspired and rallied by support and patronage- reaching out and embracing.  Embarking on new possibilities and excitement, I am looking forward to getting stuck in- putting together plans and ideas for a wonderful new talent.  This may all sound ineloquent and off-topic, but it brings me around to music itself.  The artists that reach out and unite with fans- and potential supporters- are those that will merit the greatest acclaim and long-term respect.  In my capacity as reviewer- at the moment guerilla, part-time reviewer- it is terrific hearing bands and artists come to me- take the chance to write and promote their music.  Not sensing an easy chance for acclaim and ego-boosts, the musicians are keen for their music to be given an in-depth analysis and study.  For me, it provides opportunity to delve into new music and sensational sounds; discover acts that I would otherwise not hear of- help passionate and striking youngsters get their sounds heard by a wider audience.  This passion and reciprocity has inspired the music on show- the very best and most fervent are those that genuinely want to bring in the audience; take the trouble to get ears and eyes focused.  My featured act is throwing their hats into a pretty busy and colourful ring- one populated by a huge amount of competitors and performers.  Bear VS. Rhino promise all the battles, conflict and energy (their moniker suggests).  Critics have been setting their sights on their terrific endeavours; seeking out as much (of their) music as possible- the feedback and praise has been sensational.  Being a fairly new and sapling act, they are not getting too comfortable and assured- their latest E.P. suggests a band that are vital and endlessly passionate- the inventiveness and energy (they whip up) is as urgent and raw as any out there.  Before I introduce the band, it is worth looking back at the band market; looking at the variation and contrasts that are on offer- what the hungry and open-minded listener has to choose from.  Being in a unique position- where I have the chance to help promote and proffer a wonderful new act- I am looking out at the competition; the other newbies making their voices heard.  There are few genres unaccounted for: whatever your tastes, loves and proclivities- there is a musician out there for you.  Variations of shades of themes are recontoured and revised; the core sound tweaked and fiddled with- how much originality and surprise are we being given?  It is an interesting point that has no easy answer- the word ‘original’ is a fungible and ill-defined term.  To be truly original- and retain unimpeachable quality- is next-to-impossible- that does not mean you cannot be distinct and unique.  The bands and acts that stay with me the longest; resonate in the imagination- they are the ones that do not lazily cling onto predictable expectations.  Bear VS. Rhino are a vital group of lads that hit the jugular and provide immense force and style- music that strikes the heart and head.  Before I continue, let me introduced our featured act:

"Hello we’re Bear VS Rhino. We’re an alternative hardcore rock band from London, a noisy 3 piece, with Markus and Carlo up front on bass, guitar and vocals, and Daniel behind on drums. We’ve being going for about 18 months, cultivating our own sound, an interesting blend of sound which we love, for fans of Rueben, Deftones, Biffy Clyro, Code Orange Kids, mayors of Miyazaki and the Melvins. But how did all this come to be, I hear you ask.  Bear VS Rhino started after Markus decided he’d had enough of being a solo folk artist. Markus met Nico, Markus and Nico clicked, Nico introduced Carlo, who is awesome, if not a Japanese bass playing lesbian. Nico decided London sucked and moved away to become a farmer. Before Nico left, Bear VS Rhino recorded their first EP, Fake, Fake, Fake, and the single Goddamn Motherfucking Panda Bear and perform their first and last show with Nico at Nambucca on Holloway Road which is now gone.  Bear VS Rhino needed a drummer, so we borrowed Ed for Johnny can’t dance (RIP) and Dom from Boston Departure Lounge ( now back up and running) before Daniel joined and played the Miller in London bridge, the first gig in this current line-up of Bear VS Rhino and now we reside in a shipping container in Aldgate East where we rehearse, write and sweat, mainly sweat. The band are taking their noisy brand of alternative rock metal ruckus around London, playing everywhere from The Finsbury to the 12 bar to the New Cross Inn to O2 Academy, playing their cotton socks off and becoming the best gosh darn band they can. All of which has lead to this, Vulture song, the next EP to be released by Bear VS Rhino. We hope you dig you lucky motherfuckers."

Not too many acts are presenting Hardcore and Alternative hardness- going out on a limb and trying to take the breath away.  It is a hard mixture to cement; not obviously the most melodic blend of sounds, many can be put off from the start- that is not to say every act (who play this type of music) are divisive.  Bear VS. Rhino may have bonkers and pretty silly song titles, but it is part of their charm and humour- if you want traditional and normal, then you may have to go elsewhere.  They are pretty down-to-earth and likeable- a group that want to connect with as many people as they can.  In an industry where there is too much safety and expected movements, it is nice to hear a band break away from the mould- offer music that is distinctly theirs; hard to compare with anyone else.  Their E.P. Vulture Song is one of the most scintillating and electrifying of the moment; it has resonated hard with reviewers and fans- all entranced by the strange beauty and vitriolic potency.  The next few months will see us end 2014: looks ahead to the next year and what it has in store.  It is hard to predict the bands and acts that will be embraced- there seems to be so much diversity and inconsistency (I am stumped really).  In my opinion, the best music of 2015 will be that which breaks away from the mainstream mediocrity- showcases inventiveness and personality of the highest distinction.  Bear VS. Rhino certainly have their own voice; songs that will stick in the memory- projections that are hard to ignore and shake off.  They are gathering great pace and praise at the moment; their E.P. is garnering some tremendous respect and feedback- it is not hard to see why.  Even if you are not a fan of the Hardcore genre, you will find much to recommend- the boys provide ample passion melody and depth.  Given all of this- and my conversations with the band- I was eager to investigate Vulture Song- see just what the intrepid.  The results are certainly impressive; the songs sit inside your brain and cling on- they are a young act that has serious intentions indeed.

It is worth looking back at Bear VS. Rhino’s early movements.  Their E.P. Fake Fake Fake dropped in May 2013- the first chance for the public to witness the band’s studio cuts.  More restrained and less ambitious than current works, they marked impressive beginning.  Useless possesses soft beginnings; it is quite funky and seductive.  The vocal performance is louche and sexualized- mixing in some Jim Morrison mixed with Ian Drury.  As the composition builds and builds (bit by bit), the track gains momentum and energy- the percussion is heavy and rumbling.   Electric scream comes in (and starts to become more demented).  The song is a bit of a tease in that it never explodes or catches fire- the lines and elements are all kept in check.  The track remains a concrete and gripping number that showcases a unique and distinct band.  Linseed Oil is a smooth and gentle thing.  Distinct accents and evocative lyrics stand the track to attention.  With the bass coming in to steal some of the honours, the song has humour and cutting-edge remarks.  Matching slurred and masculine vocals into their palette, the boys present another take on their distinct artistry.  GDMF Panda Bear came along in August 2013- it saw the boys notch up the volume and crank up the offensive.  Whereas their debut E.P. seems a little safe; not willing to let the lungs reach out and rapture- here there was development for sure.  Harder and more biting; the necessary edge and grit is all present.  Compositional tones are more Punk-edged and ecstatic; the London trio started to make a real mark.  I would say their current offerings are their strongest yet.  While their early material has promise and potential, their full Hardcore potential was not realised- on a few numbers they sounded too limited and honed-in.  Although Vulture Song has some berserk and peculiar moments, it is honed and focused- the lads have ensured every song remains tight and sensible.  Whereas a lot of Hardcore bands are as predictable and ambitious as crap, Bear VS. Rhino inject something unique into the genre- it is much-needed given the slew of banal and pointless examples.  Not all of their moments are feral and carnivorous- in fact they present more passion and composure (into the E.P.) than anything else.  The band has not compromised any of their ethics and reputations- they have simply improved their music and developed with necessary (and pleasing) aplomb.  Given their rate of growth and mutation, it is clear they will be making some serious moves in the future.  Vulture Song is a hugely impressive work- yet I feel Bear VS. Rhino have not hit their peak yet.  Among the stunning mandates are some rough edges and loose moments- things that can be tightened and improved on their next release.  Saying that, they do not need be to tell them how good they are- the wave of adulation that has come in (for Vulture Song) has been staggering.  There is plenty in their armoury to set them aside from their peers- ensure that few listeners will ignore their freshest movements.  With elements and hints of their heroes- including Biffy Clyro- the London boys are on a charge- determined to nestle with the finest musicians of 2015.  It is clear the trio have a very distinct way of working; a sound and sense of direction that incorporates a number of different bands- very much based around their ideals and styles.  It will be great to see what Bear VS. Rhino have to offer in the coming year- whether they keep improving the quality; stick with the sounds of Vulture Song; ramp up the volume and intensity even further.  Who knows, hey?  It is great to hear them sound more alive and vital (than their tender days); the confidence has increased and multiplied- the performances are tighter and more fascinating; layered and nuanced.

When it comes to finding like-minded acts- that have inspired Bear VS. Rhino- there are a few that come to mind.  Rueben are a band that has compelled the London trio.  In Nothing We Trust (is the best album comparison). The band has not garnered a lot of critical praise and reviews- their early work was largely overlooked by larger publications.  Their 2007 work was seen as a damning rebuke- a glorious swansong.  The music- on the album- broke new ground for the band; they ensure song structure and proficiency is as high as possible- considerations that were missed from their early work.  Whilst sapling work stuck with rigid formats and simplistic arrangements, it was on In Nothing We Trust the band started to experiment and expand- lengthening tracks and becoming more musically ambitious.  The trademark aggressive remained intact and firm; the band augmented the force and rabble with some excellent and captivating vocal harmonies- offering something softer and more melodic.  Anger and loss sat with themes of sadness and dislocation- quite new ground for Rueben.  Bear VS. Rhino instill these contradictions and qualities into their music- they have managed to ensure Vulture Song is rife with emotional balance and surprises; plenty of structure and surprise- that sense of engagement and drama.  In Nothing We Trust saw lyrically maturity come into effect: the band sounded more responsible and grown up; aware of the need to step up their game- whilst keeping their solid and pulverising foundations complete.  Moving on from their Hardcore one-dimensional releases of old, the U.K. kings provided something more experimental and refreshing- it was an album critics could not really overlook.  Each band member came into their own- the percussion and bass really stood out.  Fuzzy and compelling bass notes were only matched by primal and ecstatic drumming- the band never sounded tighter or more determined.  Like the lads of Rueben, our boys have some similar qualities.  The lyrics (from both bands) ae tongue-in-cheek and humorous; dealing with drunken nights and youthful endeavours.  The words hit the mark and do not deviate; they are to-the-point and direct- lodging in your mind.  Backed by vocal screams- that are enlivening and hugely atmospheric- full-bodied during attacking moments; quiet and reserved during more emotional codas.  Deftones are a band that has propelled Bear VS. Rhino- and with good reason.  The first Deftones album I will introduce- as a comparable piece- is Around the Fur.  That album was lauded for its incredible drive and hardened assaults.  Rawer and more demented (than their debut), the album saw insatiable drum work marry with metallic guitars.  It was a sophomore album that suggested the band has phenomenal potential- even if they lacked necessary hooks and a fully-fledged sound.  The music and lyrics- from that album- looked and inner depression and personal doubts.  Quite heavy and hard themes were explored; the performances were raw and upfront- that redemptive spirit always managed to break through.  Following on from their triumphant effort, The Deftones developed and galvanised- their self-titled album marks one of their career high-points.  The 2003 album saw the boys become more experimental and abstract.  The lyrics were particularly abstract and unusual; the musicianship of the highest order- few were expecting such a stunning album.  The heaviness was all back and (stronger than ever)- Metal was flagging in this period; the band ensured their new material was original and groundbreaking.  Their self-titled cut opened with huge strikes and a determined sense of purpose- that endless grip and heaviness was hard to ignore.  Over the course of tracks the album built in more depth and diversity- coming across as more fully-rounded (than earlier cuts).  The American Alt.-Rock outfit is still around and inspiring young bands- it is their sheer passion and unparalleled destruction that excited and invigorates new musicians.  Bear VS. Rhino have been captured by this; their music ties in those mixtures of quiet and loud; the music they pen has that same stylistic flair and sound- you can definitely hear embers of the U.S. legends.  Biffy Clyro are a band that have intrigued and inspired Bear VS. Rhino.  If comparing a couple (of Biffy’s albums) to our boys, Only Revolutions is the first (that comes to mind).  That album signaled a high-point for the Scottish band- one of their late-career gems.  Commercial accessibility mingled with earnestness and huge anthemics- the band upped their game and drew in a lot of new fans.  Primed for radio- but possessed of seriousness- the band turned in a massive and bold L.P.  Sinister Biffy’ threw orchestral grandeur with hard screams and unabated noise- there was not a huge amount of cohesiveness.  Tracks did not always join together well; there was plenty of sloppiness- it did not seem to put off critics and fans.  The wide net was cast to appeal to populist demands; the band mixed ebb-and-flow with balls-to-the-wall bombast- a lot of reviewers praised the album as an all-out classic.  The short and concise songs looked at progressive elements and developments- the boys threw in catchy hooks and plenty of memorable tunes.  Ear-pleasing choruses, juddering guitars and scintillating guitars sat with sharp dynamics and plenty of risk- resulting in an album that remains their finest.  Opposites was released last year- the last Biffy Clyro album- and was seen as a natural development from Only Revolutions.  Serenity and huge intentions sat with one another; jagged edges and beautiful luster- the album shifted styles and sensations (as it progressed).  Expansive and mood-twisting it remains a hugely impressive work- something that has pushed Bear VS. Rhino.  Our boys have a concision and tightness; they match moods and themes- shifting between primal rushes to more composed introspections.  Opposites saw Metal-infused arrangements take in elements of ‘70s masters; dichotomous moments mixed with anthemic staggers- the boys sparred complex hooks with intricate melodies.  Our London trio have that sense of adventurousness and ambitions; they take in the finest elements of Biffy- expanding it in another direction; something more byzantine, hard and unique.  Code Orange Kids have made a mark on the Bear’ boys.  The U.S. Metalcore newbies made huge strides with their debut album- Love Is Love/Return to Dust.  The thunderous Hardcore insanity of the album had little chance for softness and light- yet some of its final moments resonated in the mind.  Calm/Breathe was a relaxed and soothing diamond that marked a great relief and necessity- it was the rest bite and light after primal darkness.  Tar-thick rebellious guitars screamed macho ambitions- on their latest album the American kids are trying to sound all grown up.  Colourful shades and variegated diversions come out (through I Am King); there was a sense of difference and ambition.  In a scene and genre that is ruled by convention and predictability, Code Orange (as they were renamed) went beyond the envelope- did something different and introduced new sounds and maneuvers.  Bear VS. Rhino instill the same sort of cave-dwelling tribal bursts; the neophyte raggedness and lust- unbearable tension and pressure.  At the end of their E.P., you get the same reaction (you do when listening to Agent Orange)- the breath has been clean taken away.  Mayors of Miyazaki and The Melvins are acts that have had an impression on Bear VS. Rhino.  The former’s vital blends of Math-Rock and Hardcore and melodic.  The male-female vocals and combinations have airs of Blood Red Shoes- indeed the London three-piece have remarkable similarities with Bear’.  Openness and honesty rules the sounds (of Mayors’); they ensure every guitar line shimmers and captivates- those incredible vocal performances stick in the imagination.  The Melvins’ have had a long and illustrious career- their vital sounds have helped to mold the London trio.  The bizarre and wonderful song titles (from The Melvins)- Sesame Street Meat and Exact Paperbacks- were only topped by the exhilarating and scintillating music.  Herky-jerky flails and epic fun (go into The Melvins’ best moments)- the band are synonymous with head-pounding and bone-shifting smashes.  Our Bear VS. Rhino trio have that same flair- for odd riffs and wonderful energy- and offer their own take.  It is the wonderfully odd/stupid song titles- The Melvins have made an art form out of- that our London boys share- they seem constitutionally incapable of offering a title with personal pronouns and subtlety.  Perhaps that stands the band aside; means they are more intriguing and interesting- it certainly does not make them boring.  All of these bands have played their part; molded the lads- you will find a little of each (with Vulture Song).  For the best results; the most complete and reliable overview- take other acts from your mind; assess the band on their own merits and personalities.  In spite of my reflexive pronoun usage- tut, tut- influence and inspiration is important- too many critics focus heavily on it.  Our trio is one of the most innovative and original around- meaning they cannot easily be compared with other artists.

Beck up, Back Up kicks off Vulture Song.  A combination of swaggering riff and punchy percussive beat swing the song in; it has a cool and leather-clad introduction.  Propelled by a louche and bristling start, the issues of vegetarianism and murder are brought in- the vocal presses and scrambles among the notes.  When the chorus comes into effect- first time- there is a “line in the sand”- our hero seems at his angriest and most fueled.  While quite a few of the choruses words lack complete decipherability and clarity- making it hard to extrapolate and understand lyrics- the chorus has more intelligibility.  Emphasis is on the mood and vocals; the combinations between the band members- that crunching and beast-like build-up.  This song- and these words- are “all about you”- a subject that is under close scrutiny; being given a good going-over.  There is a looseness and sense of rambunctiousness that puts me in mind of The Libertines- the same sort of sound and delivery that appeared on Up the Bracket.  In the same way Pete Doherty perfected that mix of drawl and sharpness, our hero lets his voice weave and stagger- idiosyncrasies and tics are added in to give the performance a sense of flair and individuality.  The contrast you get- between the chorus and verse- is quite stark.  The chorus is a darker rumble; a beastly growl that mixes concrete with chanted vocals- emphasizing the sense of danger and judgment.  The percussion and guitars spar and duel; caught in a mesh of heated emotions- they tangle and fight for glory.  Temporised and restrained- after a few seconds- the composition changes pace once more.  Bored thoughts, elongated vocals and “bubblegum” are levelled in and repeated- you can hear our frontman is building up for another assault.  Letting the vocal reach fever-pitch it screams and stretches- eliciting the most wracked moments so far.  The final moments of the song are a concoction of stumbling and rifled beats; driving and determined bass- backed with strong-armed guitar.  With a final throw of the dice, the band calm things down- ensures the closing notes are softer and calmed.  Wrapping things up elegantly and beautifully, Bear VS. Rhino ensure they kick off the E.P. with a triumphant cut.  Milli80seconds:publicist is one of the E.P.’s most bizarre and odd song titles- among several.  Not expecting what is to come, it is the bass which plucks and pushes from the front.  Mood and slow build lead the song into the spotlight.  You imagine scenes of Westerns or maybe a tense Indie flick- with the hero loading his gun and walking into the sun.  Rather than go for ballistic and instant strike, the band emphasise melody and emotion- allowing you to picture scenes and possibilities.  Sounding like a cross between Radiohead (Amnesiac-period) and Leonard Cohen, the boys start the offensive.  When our hero steps to the microphone, his voice is mixes between a controlled and low-down groan- before exploding into a feral and insane bellow.  Again, clarity is an issue for the track- it is hard to pick up a lot of the words and sentences.  As with the opening number, there is more attention to the sound and pace- that mixture of threads and detours.  The vocals swing between polarized emotions and band unity- backing vocals are introduced to add weight and tension.  Hard truths are investigated; our hero seems like he has a burden (on his mind)- paranoia and unease linger in the song.  Casting his eye to a particular subject, it seems (they) are on the brink and edge.  With vocals looking at “righteousness”; tripping and shouting; straight and loose- our man ensures his tones keep things fascinating and unpredictable.  Whilst the song’s subject falls to their knees blinded, the band increase the pace and volume.  The compositional elements are not as attacking and bellicose (as one would imagine); meaning you are given greater opportunity to decipher the lyrics; appreciate the core performance and hear the band in a new light- the track has a Punk-inspired sound.  Scratchy and frantic guitar strings give way to bouncing and taut bass- that blend of rushing and funk-laden is a heady brew.  Stepping into more restrained territory, our hero lets his voice skip and dance- it jumps and hops with energy and soul.  With (the song’s subject) “obscuring the view”, the delivery and pace puts me in mind of Once in a Lifetime (Talking Heads)- you expect to hear David Byrne pop up any minute.  Towards the final seconds, the boys do not let the mood and intrigue slip- that sense of grip and fascination remains until the very end.  After Vulture Song’s finest cut, the lads need to keep the grip tight- A letter to my brother and sister, fuck him, he doesn’t know what paracetmol is possesses one of the most unwieldy and long titles ever.  Capturing you with its oddities and byzantine edges, it sounds almost like a lyric- the remnants of a verse or chorus.  Preparing your mind for something equally strange, the band go in fighting- the tense and focused guitar introduction stands you to attention.  Not hard and violent, it has a superb riff; a danceable and catchy sound.  The wolves are after (the little girl); circling her and coming close- the world is a big and scary place.  Getting things off to the races, the pace and drive is infectious- the boys unite instantly.  Tight and focused, the compositional coda is a throws in so many colours and twists- going from straight and direct; it weaves and snakes its pace without warning.  Catchy, uptight and graceful, the guitar notes get inside your head; the bass burrows in and keeps things level- the percussion splatters, smatters and punches forth.  The vocal performance has that inimitable quality- that drunken swagger the masculine growls; that sense of authority.  Coming off like an Ian Drury-cum-Tom Waits performance, the berserk and repeated mingle.  With walls closing in and coming into the fray, our hero lets his voice rap and spit; his repeated codas hit the mark- that infectious blend of Punk, Rap and Hardcore flourishes and explodes.  Without any warning shots, the vocal scratches and yelps; feasts and leaps- the shift is quite a dramatic one.  The band is up to the task as the overall sound tightens and becomes more dangerous.  Angular guitars mutate into assault weapons; the percussion is more defined and rampant; the bass sharpens its teeth marvelously.  Elements of groups like Sonic Youth appear briefly; the machine wreckage and breakdown is a sound that lingers and grows- ensuring the song builds in stature and meaning.  Keeping the listener, the boys ensure they do not miss a beat or step- notching up the offensive with borderline-arrogance.  The song’s subject is being given a talking-to; eviscerated and smacked-down- our hero’s voice is as urgent and insistent (than it has ever been).  Completing a glorious one-two, the Bear’ lads take the E.P. past the half-way mark- and leave the listener salivated and hooked.  If you thought the previous song has an odd title, then If it looks dead and it smells dead, it’s probably fucking dead is not far behind.  Making you smile- before a single note is laid-in- we have a short and violent burst.  The most overt Hardcore song on the set, it treads into Thrash-Metal territory- the vocal is as growled, graveled and animalistic as any I have heard.  Matching the seriousness and disturbed possibilities (of the title), you would not expect a Jazz-Rock swooner- the boys are in no mood for a vanilla latte (with soya milk and a dash of cinnamon).  The vocal attacks are not a consistent and merciless ting- they are uttered in short bursts; compositional punctuation then comes through.  Decipherability- once more- is a bit of an issue; hardly shocking given the sheer force and satanic rituals of the vocal.  I’m guessing scenes of hand-holding and carpet shopping are not being presented- you imagine something more morbid and interesting is afoot.  When the composition does take charge it sets up our frontman- who allows his voice to return to the land of the living; lighten slightly and regress to its previous state.  Presenting as much diversity, shift and change- as in any number- the band keep you on the edge of your seat- they pack a hell of a lot of rollercoaster into the ride.  Grotesque and macabre visions lead into wretched and rapturous vocals- perhaps not the song I would choose to have at my wedding.  Whilst a lot of Hardcore bands offer nothing but demented and blood-curdling screams, Bear VS. Rhino go deeper- making sure they provide melody, contrast and lyrical intrigue.  Not contented to slash your throat with a razor blade, the boys provide ample musicianship and depth- ensuring the song appeals to multiple listeners.  Perfect for stress-ridden times, the track is the perfect thing to thrash to- the mosh pit anthem that gets you moving and motivated.  Containing a strangely catchy and appealing chorus, the song almost makes you sing-along- how many Hardcore songs/bands do that so easily?  The sound of the rhino, bear and vulture feasting on one another, it is a trippy, intoxicating and drugged smoke that seeps into your brain- a lightning storm of biblical proportions.  Giving me plenty of inspiration for my own music, the trio has crafted a concise and memorable slam- a song that lasts a little over two minutes.  Taking Vulture Song to its conclusion- Daisychain has more positive and upbeat potential.  The grumbling and swaggering opening notes take your mind out of fields and arable scenes- we are back in the avenues of the violent and direct.  Lo-fi and raw, the song has plenty of menace and meat.  The percussion is particularly impressive- avalanching and rollicking with determination and grit.  Weaving and spiraling guitars blend with pulsing and rhythmic bass- the combination gives flair and potency to proceedings.  Our hero wants vengeance and blood- his voice is sharp and out for justice.  Propelled by his comrades, he is casting accusation and vitriol at a particular heroine- a “bitch” that seems to have caused a lot of strife and pain.  Whilst not as fascinating and developed as previous numbers, Daisychain acts as a marvelous and appropriate swansong- a track that leaves you wanting more.  Containing one of the most authoritative and urgent deliveries; our hero is at his most pissed-off and annoyed- in no mood to talk things through.  The final seconds (of the song) are as insistent and hypnotic as the first- meaning you are left intrigued and hooked.  The entire E.P. packs so much in; covers a lot of ground- surprises and inspires.  While some moments lack necessary intelligibility and focus, they are minor detractions- the abiding sensations is one of pleasant surprise.  That is not a bad thing: the boys have managed to supersede and subvert expectation- craft an E.P. that delivers at every turn; will appeal to masses of different music lovers.

It is great bands like Bear VS. Rhino exist.  Having progressed since their debut days, the trio has laid down a huge statement of intent- an E.P. that offers so much wealth and diversity.  If you read the term ‘Hardcore’- you may balk and assume the music will be awful.  It is true- a lot of the genre’s players- are sheer awfulness; the type that can make the ears bleed- that is not the case with our heroes.  Perhaps not quite at their very peak, Vulture Song is a packed, promising and passionate quintet of songs- nothing outstays its welcome; there are myriad incredible moments.  If you are captured by the imagination and the originality of the song titles- or are somewhat amused by their length and oddity- that may define your listening experience- the boys present wit, humour, directness and hard-hitting honesty.  There is profanity and accusation; enough aim and missile hit- nestling within genuine emotion and some reflectiveness.  I am not sure what the next year (will hold for the boys): whether they choose to release an E.P.; maybe put out a full-length album- may just present a couple of singles instead.  Their confidence and sense of togetherness has never been stronger- they are as assured and tight as they have ever been.  This passion and urgency means all of their tracks- on Vulture Song- will appear to multitudes of listeners- the tracks do not simply linger and shuffle awkwardly.  Classic albums- that have been celebrated as masterpieces- have never really hit me.  Having been listening (again) to Oasis’ album Definitely Maybe- I am finding myself bemused by its ‘legendary’ status.  Critics and fans have salivated over the L.P. (for twenty years now)- proclaiming it one of music’s finest albums.  Whilst I would be foolish to overlook the genius and staggering anthemic lift of Live Forever- none (of the album’s tracks) come close.  Laziness, boredom, uninspired lyrics are matched with samey compositions and whining vocals.  Plagiarism is another issue with Definitely Maybe- T-Rex are suitably ripped-off during Cigarettes and Alcohol- Noel Gallagher didn’t even bother to disguise his theft of Get It On (Bang a Gong).  In addition, The Beatles are stolen from- Noel Gallagher imagining himself as a reincarnated John Lennon figure- there is little original talent or ideas.  Critics are too eager to overblow and overhype mediocre and undeserving albums; hold aloft some truly terrible records- too many great bands and artists get overlooked.  Music in 2014 still suffers plagiaristic intentions and overinflated egos- too few musicians have a genuine uniqueness; few still have any sense of modesty and focus.  I am not suggesting we are in a desperate state- it is the fact music has suffered a dip in quality.  Beleaguered new acts are falling by the wayside; established artists are finding it hard to remain consistent- discovering something different and promising can be a very hard task.  Bear VS. Rhino have entered a genre that is defined by its limitations and weaknesses- adding something exciting and superb (to Hardcore’s annals).  The bearded infantry is one of the most vibrant and focused acts around.  The vocal work throughout Vulture Song is inspired and varied.  Our hero’s voice can go from a settled and contented croon to a full-bloodied scream- the sound of a fox roaming and screeching in the night’s cold climate.  Virile and staggering; composed and romantic- few other singers have such an immense amount of ammunition.  It is not just the range (of the vocal) that impresses- the way the voice mutates and shifts can be instantaneous and unpredictable.  Possessed of its own particular sound- few singers can claim to be original and incomparable- the listener is not reminded of other vocalists- giving them the chance to appreciate an incredible and honest talent.  The guitar work is consistently engaging and scintillating- at its most raptured it is an unabated weapon of destruction.  Nuanced and melodic (the one moment); riff-heavy and juddering the next- it then climbs and evolves into a blood-baying monster.  Most bands do not let their bass work shine and stand out- in fact, few acts are notable for their bass innovation and experimentation.  In Bear VS. Rhino, they have a superbly confident and invigorating player- someone with his own personality and way of working.  Capable of stealing focus, the bass strings have plenty of melody and passion, rhythm and fluidity- able to punch and swagger with fighting spoil.  Combining a range of sensations and personality traits, the bass acts as a strong pair of lungs- something about to shout support and make is voice known.  Not capable of fading into the background it drives the songs; keeps the heartbeat strong and alive- ensures there is plenty of contours and layers.  Percussion work manages to summon up a hell of a riot.  When more calmed and fastidious, the drum is able to intrigue and grip; when rising and building it is teasing and promising- when it explodes and erupts, few are immune from its stunning graces.  Primal and fierce; defined and structured- Bear’s percussion king is one of the most adept and mobile artists around; a stick smasher with a big future.  When the band unite and combine, they are at their strongest- the passion and understanding they share ensures all of their songs resonate and effect.  Constantly tight performances elevate the witty, angered and detailed songs- ensure those oblique song titles are not in-jokes, juvenile thoughts and angst-laden half-thoughts.  Each track is sharp and direct; never lingering and bloated- the music is sharp and chiseled.  The production values combine polish with raw meat- the songs sound live and first-hand whilst being clearly audible and defined.  No notes and vocals are buried deep or overly-gleaming- the mixture is perfect.  The boys have no intention of slowing or restricting themselves- they will be making music for many years to come.  With music capable of being festival favourites- not niche Metal festivals- the lads could be mixing it up with some modern-day legends (before too long).  Building and honing their sound- with each new release- they are on an upward trajectory- a projectile that is going to see them go from strength-to-strength.

The next few weeks will see me embark upon managerial preparations; plotting and planning; music video imagining- a whole host of different musical possibilities.  Reviewing bands and acts less frequently than normal- about one new artist a week- it has been good to step back a bit- my daily life is not so busy and rushed; I am able to step back and fully appreciate music.  One of the great things about new music- and my reviewing life- is the sheer range of sounds around.  Different acts have different personalities; no two are exactly the same- there is always something a little unique and individual.  Bear VS. Rhino have the band make-up and E.P. designs of the likes of Them Crooked Vultures and Queens of the Stone Age- in addition to some Grunge legends of the ‘80s and ‘90s.  In a way the boys share similar D.N.A.- they have the same gutsy and rampant primacy and overt passion.  Whereas the likes of Homme and Cobain have their own distinct styles- they share hypnotic personalities and potent songwriting.  Our heroes are making impressive strides; attempting to put their stamp on the music world. Perhaps their song titles are a bit long-winded and byzantine- that may put off some listeners.  It is clear their projections and force could knock the enamel from teeth- there is ample melody and restraint to be found.  It is never a great idea to judge any act on surface values and appearances- you have to investigate the music and draw conclusions from that.  Vulture Song is testament to the vibrant ambition and determination of our young stars- the ammunition and potential they have at their disposal. With a tongue and vocabulary- your mother might not approve of- the rambunctious and ragged London boys have a swaggering sense of pride and longing.  You can hear they want to achieve big things; their music speaks volumes- their sounds are direct and utterly gripping.  In a city that is growing in reputation; providing as much diversity and fascination as (any other location); it is not shocking to see another tremendous band come through- I am sure we will hear a lot more from the Bear VS. Rhino boys.  If we did pit these two terrifying and unsociable beats into battle, I am not sure which one would win- probably the Rhino by a shade- but there would be bloodshed and horror.  The noise, pandemonium and carnage would be eye-watering and memorable- that is the kind of festival and riot the London trio offer up.  Vulture Song has oblique and striking titles; plenty of oomph, panache and ruckus- a selection of songs that lodge inside your brain (and settle in for a long residency).  The music world needs more noise, pummel and fight- although not too much- so it is great to hear from the Bear’ lads.  Whatever the future holds for them, they are sure to tackle it with an unabashed and hardcore bite- I am sure the lads will be festival favourites in years to come.  Their rousing and primeval myriad concoctions are the sort to dispel fatigue and dishevelment- they can blow the cobwebs from a cloudy and confused mind.  The sheer infectiousness and memorability (of the music) is what lingers and compels- they are the sort of tracks that cannot be digested after a single listen.  This instance sense of nuance will stand the group in good stead- future cuts are likely to be just as addictive and layered.  I will leave with a thought about bands in general- what makes them tick; who we should be supporting.  I am sick and tired of hearing swathes of bands that seem naturally born to score teen dramas- the weepy and saccharine acoustic guitar-wielders that put the ‘I’ in ‘I’m tempted to commit suicide’- that kind of wainscot-rotting crap we can all do without.  I guess every musical animal has a place on the ark- bizarre and un-temporised market forces will always give certain acts a place and relevance.  I am a man and fan of heavier music; that which reaches down the trousers and has a good rummage- there are limits that must be put in place.  If the band- that offers this type of music- is vague and aimless- they can jog on.  Similarly, we do not need hordes of these groups coming through- at times we need some control, quiet and difference.  Bear VS. Rhino look to be making- their best moves- at just about the right times- laying down their philosophies at a juncture where there is a dip in overall quality.  New music is bubbling away nicely; throwing up plenty of distinction and range- the mainstream has let the hairline recede and the waistline expand.  For that reason, many ears and eyes are casting their attentions to newborn flavours- seeking out the best new music is popping out.  If you like your sounds and stylings a little bit on the rampant side, then check out Bear VS. Rhino.  If you like music that provides compendiums of lust, grace, emotion, humour and quality- attune yourself to the wealth of the London lads.  As much as anything, the trio provides a necessary escape through the Looking Glass- a way down a rabbit hole of unending fascination and multifarious trips.  You might find it- their music- a little bit off the realms of normality; a little disjointed and angered- you cannot deny the sheet vitality and purposefulness coming through.  Vulture Song is a brave and bold missive from one of London’s most compelling new bands.  In a landscape where the likes of Allusondrugs are making some great strides- their motifs of Nirvana-cum-Pearl Jam are exhilarating- it seems Bear VS. Rhino have definite leverage- they could well scoop the rusty crowns of Biffy Clyro.  With so many formerly- reputable bands starting to wane and fatigue, we need some new kings and queens- fresh blood to come along and kick the dust away.  A lot of Vulture Song was recorded in a basement- of a local wine and spirits gaff- and has that natural and sparse quality.  Back to basics; to the bone- the boys have that youthful rebellion comes out.  This passionate and unusual paradigm resulted in the lads recording vocals in a shipping container (in Aldgate, no less)!  This freewheelin’ and D.I.Y. musical approach has created a golden nugget- an E.P. that is clear to send intent shockwaves through music.  As I type, I am vibrating, singing (along in unison to) and swaggering to Supergrass- Going Out to be precise- completely intoxicated by its merriment, anthemic joys and sheer beauty- songs (and bands like this) come along seldom.  Bear VS. Bear may have transposed and reinterpreted Supergrass’ sense of bonhomie and vitality- the levels of intention and force are comparable- that unending electioneering and sense of campaign.  Give our London boys a trial; extend your thoughts and considerations to them- allow their brand of brilliance do its job.  When it all comes down to it…

 

BEING boring is a fucking awful fate.

 

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Album Review: Jingo- The Art of Loving

ALBUM REVIEW:

Jingo

The Art of Loving

9.7/10.0

The Art of Loving is available from 1st September. Pre-order the album at:

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TRACKLISTING: Black Flowers- 9.6/10 Sky Punch- 9.7 When You Want Me- 9.7 Belong To You- 9.6 The Art of Loving- 9.7 Home- 9.5 Blue Wail- 9.6 Before You Were Born- 9.6 Jacyln- 9.9 Same Without You- 9.8 IQ84- 9.5 Don't Call It Love- 9.8

STANDOUT CUT: Jacyln

DOWNLOAD: When You Want Me, The Art of Loving, Jacyln, Same Without You, Don't Call It Love

RELEASED: 1st September, 2014

ALL SONGS WRITTEN AND PERFORMED BY: Jack Buckett, Katie Buckett , Joe Reeves and Chris Smith

ADDITIONAL INSTRUMENTATION AND VIBES: Sahil ‘Saladin Hacksaw’ Batra

RECORDED AT: Strongroom Studios and Snowman Studios, London UK

MIXED BY: Jingo and Ganesh Singaram

MASTERED AT: Soup Studios

ARTWORK BY: Katie Buckett

GENRES: Alternative-Rock _______________________________________________________________

Having reviewed Jingo on several occasions, I was excited to hear what The Art of Loving would offer. Fascinating stories, heady vocals and insatiable compositions hypnotise with ease. With such a huge amount of range, wonder and genre-splicing; the incredible quartet have unveiled one of 2014's finest albums- few can deny its incredible spell

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AS I arrive at my final trio of reviews...

(before becoming a functional member of society), it is with a slightly heavy heart. It is great to discover new bands and promote terrific work- experience something first-hand (that few others will). While I ponder the future and the balance of work, I return to survey a band that have been with me since the start- one of the first bands I reviewed (all those long months ago). Having assessed a few of the group's singles, it is terrific to see the arrival of their debut L.P.- a dozen tracks that showcases the full range and potential of Jingo. I shall dive into them in a second, but (they have reminded me) of a point: unexpectedness in music. It was only a few days ago I was expounded the virtues of Go Wolf- a Belfast trio who inject female and male vocals inside their myriad threads of electronic gold. Having tied them with Fleetwood Mac- another band are in front of me- that have spooky embers of the U.S./U.K. greats. I mention the legendary group, because I am falling in love with their music- especially the genius of Rumours. After hearing some plastic and facile 'singer' murder Don't Stop- for some ungodly and horrible advert- it is sad that people (discover certain bands) through advertising- I despise all commercials and find them nauseating and horrendous. In addition to it being commercial and sell-out (flogging tunes to advertising companies is something even Queens of the Stone Age have reverted to), the young should be discovering music the honest way- connecting with people and going to their local record store. Spinning the likes of Rumours (on vinyl) redefines the perfections and seduction music can offer. Jingo has American and British leads- a husband-and-wife duo that incorporate essences of the legendary 'Mac. Their music is as diverse and authoritative for sure- they mix genres and styles to create songs of the highest order. In modern music, you are not shocked that often- pleased to find an act or band that you do not expect. Aside from the same old male-only quartets and twee Folk singers, how many acts come along- those that stand out from the crowd? In 2014, it is still rare to find bands that mix male and female performers- fewer than 10% of all acts contain both genders. Not being a statistician of music, maybe that figure is a little artless- regardless, few acts mingle different genders and nationality. Like genetics, music is at its strongest and most vivid when you incorporate diversity and difference. Being in the process of recruiting four members for my band- they don't know it yet- I hope to draw in a northern lass, Portuguese chap- one American and a guitarist. A jinx-filled caper and bit of persuasion will be in order, but my point is this: not only are the personalities and talents phenomenal; it will (not be a band) that is homogenised and predictable. My jingoism towards diversification is well-founded- so few acts take the trouble to ensure their ranks are distinct and stand-out. When you have different personalities and perspectives coming together- the music becomes richer and more full. No matter how good a male or female singer is- when leading a band- the sounds are undeniably fuller and more intriguing (when adding in the opposite sex)- a different accent and point of view. Bands like Fleetwood Mac and The Magic Numbers compel because of these mixtures- it enforces their creativity and opportunities. Although albums like Rumours occurred among turmoil and hell-fire relationship break-ups, it should not act as a warning sign- bands who contain lovers and spouses are not going to (necessarily) break up and squabble. Katie and Jack Buckett combine their transatlantic genetics together and bond it around their unified and rock-solid relationship- the intuition and sympatico goes into their startling music. Were Jingo and all-male band, they would not sound as passionate, beautiful and scintillating- it is Katie's distinct voice that adds so much richness and multitudinous. Having inflamed and amazed reviewers- including me- with their stunning and assured music, the quartet have worked their socks off. Their L.P. The Art of Loving has a cover that defines their sound- a sense of angst and force; strange and odd beauty; plenty of vivid and unforgettable scenes- things you will not easily ignore. With critics comparing the band to the likes of Portishead, The Kills and The Magic Numbers; it is clear the four-piece have a tremendous name- a natural quality and excellence that makes these comparisons just and fair. Before I raise another point, let me introduce Jingo to you:

KATIE BUCKETT - VOCALS/KEYS JACK BUCKETT - GUITARS/ BACKING VOCALS JOSEPH REEVES - DRUMS SAHIL BATRA - BASS/KEYS/BACKING VOCALS

"JINGO IS A DYNAMIC AND CURIOUS FOUR-PIECE AFFAIR. THEY ARE, CONSEQUENTLY, JACK BUCKETT, HIS WIFE, KATIE, JOSEPH REEVES AND LATEST ADDITION, SAHIL BATRA DISCOVERED FROM THEIR OWN WAREHOUSE OPEN MIC NIGHT. THE FOUR HAVE BEEN MAKING MUSIC WITH OTHER BANDS IN BROOKLYN, NEW YORK AND LONDON FOR A FAIR FEW YEARS BUT HAVE NOW EMBARKED UPON A SHARED VENTURE AND HAVE A LOYAL AND DEVOUT GROUP OF CO-PATRIOTS IN THE UK AND US. SUPPORTING GRAHAM COXON OF BLUR AS THEIR FIRST GIG IN MARCH 2013, THEY WERE OUT OF THE BLOCKS AND RUNNING. SINCE THEN THEY HAVE BEEN KEEPING BUSY IN THE STUDIO, WHILST TOURING ACROSS THE COUNTRY RECIEVING WIDESPREAD ATTENTION FROM ONLINE BLOGGERS (INCLUDING A FEATURE IN FHM). IN NOVEMBER THEY WON THE MADE IN SHOREDITCH MUSIC FACTORY COMPETITION ALONG WITH 2 DAYS RECORDING AT THE LEGENDARY STRONGROOM STUDIOS. JINGO IS A UNIQUE GENETIC COMPOSITE, AND ONE THAT HAS NOT BEEN SEEN TOO OFTEN ON THE MUSIC SCENE. WE HAD A SIMILAR NATIONALITY CR OSS-BREEDING WITH FLEETWOOD MAC, THE MAGIC NUMBERS, AND A FEW OTHER ACTS, BUT THEY ARE FEW AND FAR BETWEEN. THEY ARE SET TO RELEASE THEIR DEBUT ALBUM IN SUMMER 2014."

Jingo is among a small number of new acts that have their eyes and ears on all avenues of the Internet- their music is available on various sites. In addition to possessing an authoritative and detailed official site, the band make sure that few faces can ignore their sounds. Whilst lead Katie Buckett is a skilled artist, you can see her work on a lot of the band's covers- including their album. Her incredible artistic talents have had an effect on their music videos- each are stunningly eye-catching and wonderfully conceived. From Same Without You's animated capers to Belong To You's black-and-white live jam, the group excel in multiple arenas- they do not solely focus on their sound. Taking the trouble to consider their videos and website is something few artists do- you know just how much music means to Jingo. Dedicated to it and gripped by its awe, the quartet funnel that energy and passion into their music- hardly shocking it received such universal acclaim. Hard-hitting, festival-winning and atmospheric, the London band marry the rawness and vitality of Brooklyn with the artiness and diversity of East London- drawing their separate experiences into multifarious and layered music. The Art of Loving has been a while in the making; up until now, the band has been producing a series of singles- tempting the listener into their world; presenting different sides to them. Having set the scene and come onto the stage, the band are preparing the release of their 12-track L.P.- a record that will get many critics excited and awe-struck. In the way that no two snowflakes and fingerprints- or Justin Bieber felonies- are the same; the U.S./U.K. coalition ensures no two Jingo tunes sound alike- they retain their identity but never come across as predictable. I adore bands and what they offer, but feel there are a few too many- sounds odd, but the quality level is not exactly sky-high. Were all the bands brilliant and original then we would welcome newcomers forth- the fact that they are so hit-and-miss leads to trepidation and caution. As we speak, there are mutilated waves of below-average bands; the sort that have little regard for standing out and galvanising their music- so many acts are spat out and forgotten. Craft and honing is as important as originality and potency- to Jingo- who go to great lengths to infuse so much life, urgency and colour into their music. Providing a welcome relief- from the quagmire of beige Indie groups- I have high hopes for the quartet. With their unequivocal and fastidious work ethic, they are not going to slow any time soon- they have plenty of songs and albums in them. The incredible friendships- and love they have for one another- should not be ignored; they will not implode and explode like Fleetwood Mac- that is not to say they cannot aim that high. With the early signs being incredibly positive and prosperous, who knows what 2015 holds for them? Their mesmerising and eargasmic (sic.) album is a compulsive purchase- something everyone should snap up. Before I get down to assessing each (of the 12) numbers, it is worth taking a look at the band's previous work.

It is hard to compare Jingo's sound directly to too many others- the band are one of the most unusual and striking I have ever heard. The only way one can compare Jingo with another, is when looking at their cross-pollination and band formation. Having an American heroine and British hero; distinct and startling singers; incredibly mobile and multiplicitous performers- their style and sensations can be tied to other acts. A band that have meant a lot to Jingo- and I am familiar with- are Not Blood Paint. Whilst the two bands share little musical D.N.A.- in terms of their identities- they do have some similarities. The Brooklyn-based rockers are near-neighbours of Katie Buckett- a band that she probably is very familiar with. Not Blood Paint have released a series of records- Calm Down is probably their finest hour. The 26-minute opus packed more oomph, wallop and weight- than any other record of 2013. Stripped-down arrangements and emotional nakedness sat with rushing and fever-dream panache- the band performances and progressive tendencies made the E.P. such a triumph. Squelches, tribal climbs and repeated codas- sat within the E.P.- and made songs stick in the mind- turned them into addictive and potent beasts. The band's ideologies investigate conspiracies and stranger elements; they have a rare voice and songbook. Jingo has similarly evocative and striking song themes; they are as accessible and immediate- the other thing (the two bands share) is the gorgeous vocals and stunning compositions. On some songs- from Not Blood Paint- masochistic and vengeful lines sit within beautiful and tender compositions. As early as 2010, critics in the U.S. have been gripped by their music. The Brooklyn band differ from their borough-mates: their love songs come through in obtuse and feral angles- they are nontraditional and dark. Filled with staggering imagery and plenty of bite, the boys have established their reputation- they are one of New York's most urgent and memorable acts. Jingo has a similar unexpected and oblique set of lyrics; they look at love and relationships (but subvert expectations)- their special and original slant makes the songs so much more fascinating and gripping. Bird Courage are an act that have influenced Jingo. Presenting music that treads along the lines of Folk and Experimental, the Brooklyn boys are masters of soft and gripping acoustic notes; the songs across their records have left-turns and gloriously unexpected moments. Huge vocal harmonies can be found with rippling guitars- in the middle of a calm and revered Folk song. Although the band are still finding their true sound- and haven't unleashed their masterpiece yet- they possess plenty of quality and inspirational mandates. Their aching and alluring harmonies; delicate and impassioned Folk moments beautifully blend with heady emotions. Before I mention a quintet (of other acts) I will bring in my musical idol- Jeff Buckley. Having only produced one album- the masterpiece that is Grace- I can see some parallels with Jingo's most wondrous and tender moments. The vocals and voice is something Buckley was synonymous with- able to pair his divine pipes with sensational and scenic love stories. The sadly-departed Californian mesmerised critics back in 1994- Grace is one of the greatest debut albums ever created. The audacity and lack of humbleness (that went into Grace) meant that there was bombastic ambition and startling confidence- the young master knew exactly what he was doing. Being a devotee of Buckley, I know how much of a perfectionist he was- never happy unless a song was as good as it could be. The grasp Buckley showed- across his career- was startling and phenomenal- able to mingle the soaring and mournful within the space of a song. A divine and heavenly voice- had Buckley- this rich and inspirational sound made his music so compelling and urgent- Jingo share strands of Buckley's genius. Their reach is no less staggering and ambitious; their vocal harmonies and turns scintillating and gripping- the range of motions and sounds quite extraordinary. Whereas Buckley was synonymous more for his voice, he remains a truly underrated songwriter. Not just devoted to love and longing, his songs mingled byzantine and oblique dreamscapes with cinematic scenes and funeral parades- he was inspired by the likes of Leonard Cohen and Joni Mitchell. Jingo has a Buckley-esque packed songbook; those incredible and distinct vocals- tirelessly graceful codas. Interpol are a band that have made impressions on Jingo. If I were to compare The Art of Loving- to any Interpol album- it would be their self-titled mid-career gem. Critics noted how gripping Paul Banks's vocals were; the dark shades were underpinned with plenty of light- subtle textures came through across the L.P. Their sense of story and atmosphere was evident- on Interpol- the rich narratives and brilliantly paced tracks made the album epic, melancholic and redemptive. Deeper ideals were on Interpol's mind; their intricacies, orchestrations and nuance stood them in critical regard- many noted the atmospheric darkness gave it a spine-tingling layer. Submerged and deep moments were as a result of abstract and complex inputs- the band found new wrinkles in their well-defined sound. Jingo does so likewise: they uncover new glories and sounds within their defined and solid foundations. They exchange darkened and moodier shadows with elliptical and positive rushes- they have the potential to reach Interpol's heights. On Interpol, the band shored up their weaknesses and united players; their muscular attacks were as a result of tight and focused performances. Mixing minor and major notes with tempestuous mood shifts- love songs ranged from honest and pure to attacking and pained- the band could achieve anything. Jingo has a similarly vast amount of possibilities and commendations- it will be exciting to see how this flourishes on future releases. When thinking of Katie Buckett's vocals- in addition to the atmospheric and cinematic compositions- Portishead come to mind. Perhaps their Third album is the most apt comparison piece- an album that showed a fierce and incredible amount of attack. With Beth Gibbons' voice at its most urgent and gripping, the album was a huge triumph. Endlessly absorbing and riveting performances backed her startling voice- which had grown into something unbeatable and unmatched. If we take vocal comparisons out of the equations, just think of Portishead's hallmarks: looped rhythms and dark corners; vintage elements and spellbinding songs. Third required effort from the listener: the cold and stark uniqueness bloomed into something magisterial and epic. The tenet that defined Third was the originality and jarring juxtapositions: a ukulele-led snippet stuffed between two hell-fire assaults was one such surprise. The tonal shifts and experimental untidiness resulted in a phenomenal album; absorbing and fascinating with every listen. Perfectionist tendencies resulted in music that was not processed and canned- instead free and natural. Jingo marries all of this into their work: the styles and compartmentalisations; the quality assault and sensational consistency- the juxtaposed moods and art works. When Katie Buckett lets her voice haunt and cool, you catch hints of Gibbons at her most entrancing- our heroine is just as capable at gripping the soul and portraying darkness (in addition to love and hopefulness). Before I conclude with a duo of bands, I shall mention Bad for Lazarus- a group that have had bearing on Jingo. Although the band is a combination of Heavy-Metal gods and '60s East Coast Garage elements, some of its flair has transitioned into Jingo's mandates. The 25 E.P. saw psychobilly and dark humour pair with macabre themes. The incredible playing mixed some of Matchbox B-Line Disaster with Red Hot Chili Peppers; double-tracked vocals and insatiable rushes. The E.P. also harked back at the past; looked at vintage and traditional recording techniques- before digitalisation. Tight and clinical, the production allowed the vocals to sound characterful and unconfined. The legendary band upped the innovation on Burnt! Vibrating and spontaneous energy lingered in attacking and innovative assaults; slow strung-out burners nestled with ragged and jagged loose cuts- 'beautiful' and 'challenging' are words that can be applied to the record. The Brighton band continue to amaze and impress- on Burnt! they dispensed with guitars to rustle up explosions sans electric strings. Jingo does not share the same feral and maniacal vocals, yet there are similar components- their innovativeness and expectation-subversion are among them. Before I end with a British influence, I will mention one of my favourite bands- Fleetwood Mac. When trying to compare a Fleetwood' album (with Jingo's work), I plump for two: Rumours and Tusk. The 1977-1979 regency saw Fleetwood Mac craft two of their most spectacular and timeless works. The former is defined by its moral ambiguity; that sensational consistency- the sheer thrill-ride that lasted from start to finish. The songs jumped out of the speakers; the insistency and consistency meant eccentricity and stunning honest seemed elemental and unforced- it was an album that defied the odds. The raw emotional power of each note made (Rumours) a blockbuster- the contradistinctions between anguished and passionate defined the album. A cut-diamond a tsunami of angel kisses, the album remains a sonic god- something few bands have matched. The permissive and unspooled hedonism put Fleetwood Mac at rarefied heights- inspiring waves of young and eager bands. Jingo unites that sense of ambition and concision; their songs range from radio-friendly nuggets to harmony-laden shivers- there is darkness and pained confessions. Although Fleetwood' started as a psychadelised Blues-Rock band, they developed their sound- hitting their peak here. The U.S./U.K. combinations find equals with Jingo; although far less fractured and spoiling- the two bands share some unique distinctions. The Bucketts match the vocal qualities of Rumours. Stevie Nicks was at her husky and impassioned best; Chrissie McVie introspective and tender (with her offerings). Katie Buckett has that sexy husk and gorgeous stillness- the embodiment and spiritual incarnation of the Fleetwood Mac heroines. Jack has some of Lyndsey Buckingham's Garage-Rock drive and riveting tones. Tusk was a sprawling and messy masterpiece: by the time the album came out, the band were shattered and broken. Ethereal moments and twisted immersions could be found; band-driven paranoia and bracingly weird moments did not impress critics (upon its release)- it has aged into a genuinely fascinating work. Jingo match that eclectic and scattershot approach; keep everything solid and uniform- throw a lot of Tusk's diversity and wild range. The last band I want to include are The Magic Numbers. Their latest album- Alias- sees bittersweet ruminations spar alongside gorgeous harmonies and swells- it is their finest disc to date. Tragic strains and plaintive vocals score heart-breaking tableaus. It is the mix of their traditional blissfulness and newly-found Rock rawness that makes Alias such a delight. Majestic and shimmering melodies- Roy Orbison particularly- are topped only by the consistently brilliant Rock moments- when the band are plugged in they are switched on. Adventurouness and direction is going to see the band accrue legions of new fans. Jingo mix the same contrasts and styles; their harmonies and vocals are as emotive and stunning- they have a greater quality control and sense of authority. What they share with The Magic Numbers is that spellbinding vocal force and terrific range of sounds. Jingo is very much their own force and only incorporate the most subtle hint of other bands- take them on their own word. That combination of Fleetwood Mac and Not Blood Paint is unexpected- the fact the band have such a love for all sorts of genres results in their phenomenal sounds. Unencumbered and transcendent, the quartet have shades of '70s masters; the urgency of U.S. Rock bands- I am hard-pressed to compare them directly with anyone. This individuality and distinction is defined within The Art of Loving. With so many bands being rudderless and predictable, Jingo are entrepreneurs of a very prosperous business ideal.

When looking back at Jingo's past work, you can see the developments. The majority of the band's previous offerings see their way onto their album- a collection that bonds all of their music together. The earlier cuts like Black Flowers differ from more recent examples like Sky Punch- there is difference and diversity. While tracks like IQ84 and Same Without You are copacetic and exquisite- they established and cemented the band's reputation and quality. I am fascinating by cuts like Jaclyn and Blue Wail- tracks I have not encountered before. Having set the bar pretty high on their first releases, it would be unfair to say there has been a big leap- it would suggest that there is inconsistency and weaker (album tracks). The quality is as high now as it ever was; that distinct and unmistakable sound is very much theirs- the only thing that has changed is the songs' themes. New ideas and considerations have come into effect- perhaps the focus and determination has been upped slightly. What I do notice- from the most recent recordings- is a sense of unity and focus- it has grown and augmented. Songs like IQ84 remains (one of my recent favourites) and I was worried- when reviewing the track- whether the band could equal and top it. Unflappable and headstrong, the quartet do not try to top themselves and reinvent the wheel- they have a natural mobility and range; it means every new idea they proffer is as excellent and shining (as the one that came before). I would advise everyone to listen to the songs on YouTube and SoundCloud- hear the developments and change of sounds. The best judgement and starting-point is The Art of Loving- the melting pot where all of their stunning songs bubble. What I found- from listening to the album- is the seamlessness and uniformity. When bands put various tracks together- some from way back; mingled with new nuggets- you can sense some loose edges and rough edges. The album does not always come together as strongly and focused as it should. It is amazing how the dozen numbers (on The Art of Loving) come together. Because of Jingo's expansive palette and wonderful songwriting, they manage to make each cut seem both equal and related, but distant and unique. Such a variation of sounds and performances makes their L.P. such a deep and layered treat- one that should be heard time and time again. The true test will be seeing how Jingo's second wave of songs stack up- whether there will be transitions and mutations or a continuation of their current ideals. I suspect the quartet will not radicalise and transmogrify their sound too much; add too many new components in- they will keep it pretty true and loyal. What Jingo offer is consistent quality and variation; it means whatever comes next is likely to rank alongside The Art of Loving's best cuts. Whether the band have already formulated some potential singles or tasters- or are going to take brief recess between recordings- I am not sure- the next year is going to see more music from them, for sure.

Black Flowers does not exactly begin with acquiescence. After a brief grumbling and fuzzy guitar line, the vocal comes fully into effect- our heroine is on the mic. With her voice firm and insistent, shadowy words are elicited. Human beings- when they die- turn into "black ribbons"- the scenes are set and the atmosphere becomes tense and nervy. In spite of everything that is happened- earth being dug up etc.- black flowers keep pushing up and pressing. Our heroine's voice is gripping and urgent as she lets her words come forth. Although the flowers are pushing up and trying to grow, (she is happy) pushing them back down. An insatiable and feverish compositional rush unfolds; the mood swells and the sense of fascination grows. You wonder what the flowers are a metaphor for; with my mind cast around purity; the clash of good and bad- possibly awfulness and pain will overrule and defeat good. Whatever you try to do- whether it is chasing a dream- it will always be forced down and quelled. Backed by the hero, the vocals unite and pervade; the heroine is happy to push black flowers down- rebel against these forces and not let them get to her. The composition is sparse but effective; mixing striking and attacking strings with impassioned and driving percussion- the song's constant sense of fascination never lets up. Wordless chorusing and scintillating vocal passion augments and defines the words- brings the images directly to life. With such a unique sound and original intent, it is hard to categorise the song into genres. There is a great mix of Pop-Rock and Indie lightness in places; darker and more brooding swathes in other areas. That incredibly direct and gripping central vocal is matched by some fascinating compositional changes and inclusions. Percussion notes mutate and develop; joining with bass and guitar swerves (and emotional curve balls) are thrown in- towards the two-thirds mark an intricate and unexpected sea change occurs that kicks the song towards its finale. That endless determination rules; the need to push black forces (and flowers) back down- you get sucked up in the ideology and mandate. Delivered with bellicose potency, you are helpless to resist the force and charm- by the final moments you find yourself singing along and on our heroine's side. After such an impressive opening salvo, Sky Punch arrives. Having been premiered on Facebook (and social media) it is another brand-new and unheard-of Jingo track. Soft and romantic piano notes beckon the track forth; elegant and spiraling; flowing and firm- it is a stunningly suave and svelte early life. Space-age and razor-wire guitars add cosmic glisten and lust to proceedings; perfectly bonding with piano (and percussion)- a stunning sound is elicited. The words and lines are delivered with more restraint and passion here- than on Black Flowers- our heroine displaying her sweeter and more elliptical range. If she wants to see the brightest star, then (her) telescope is pointed at "the darkest sky." Darkness and blackness is presented once more; here there is a more refined and mellifluous edge- a breeziness and soulfulness. Sky Punch "is no robot" ("Must I remind you?" asks the heroine) as the song notches up a gear- the central figure seems evocative and fascinating. As the words are teased and tempted, strains of Portishead, Pixies and Adele are married in: the vocal has that powerful and semi-operatic quality; the composition fuses '80s Indie/Grunge (with stranger and contorted electronics). "Answers make questions" is a coda that is repeated and re-introduced; functionality and robotics are themes that come to play- Sky Punch is not a machine or Autobot. As your mind thinks the song is settled in its groove and sound, it suddenly shifts and explodes. The vocal is more direct and insistent; the strings and percussion grumble and quicken- the composition rushes and patters. Subverting expectations, the listener is sucked into an impassioned and wracked plea- our heroine seems more pained and anxious. When her man- the unnamed subject- says "it is inappropriate" when (she) is the person she wants to be- you feel that entrapped and fought-against soul rebel and shout out. The bragging man is causing annoyance and inflamed outpouring- the song keeps growing in intensity. As the chorus expands and volumises, our heroine's voice grows more powerful and emphatic- Sky Punch is leaving and that tangible sense of pain and loss is evident. By the final stages, buzzing and haunting electronics crackle and pervade- reminding me slightly of the end to The Libertines' Road to Ruin. Completing a biblically proportioned 1-2, the listener's heart and mind is overcome and overwhelmed. When You Want Me starts with eerie and malevolent strains. The ghostly and elongated strings are haunting and demented- a sense of danger and unexpectedness lurks. That singular thread is weaved with additional etherealness; a burbled and wobbling vocal (singing the song's title) mixes with stately and urgent piano- the witches' brew concoction is one of the most startling on the album. Swaggering and howling guitars- a little of Queens of the Stone Age's Desert-Rock magic can be detected- comes to play; the song grows more psychotropic and insatiable. Our leads combine on vocal duties during this number. Initially, our heroine's voice is a low-down and distorted line; it grips and shakes the soul. When uniting with our hero, it is sharper and more emphatic- our heroine wants to be taken out and see the world. Perhaps feeling left out and excluded, you feel that yearning and sense of relegation. Spinning and stuttering guitar tumbles have a flair of The Dead Weather and The Kills; combined with the incredible vocal passion and you are hooked in- wondering whether that rare and bizarre introduction will come into effect. Upbeat and emphatic performances give the song a huge energy and catchiness. The guitars become delirious and snaking; the keys and bass drive and push the song forward- the percussion is the sound of the heartbeat growing ever more racing. The chorus does indeed come back in- that stunningly unique presentation is back for a bit- before our heroine comes returns. Cocky and strutting, the projection is filled with spit, determination and fire-power. She is pointing the finger (at her man)- someone who will "never be happy." That strife and romantic imbalance leads to a staggeringly assured and standout track- one that wins you over with its twists and turns. The vocals are reliably powerful and stunning- especially with Katie Buckett- whereas the bonding (between the leads) is phenomenally emotive and spine-tingling. That genre-hopping composition keeps the track mobile and unpredictable- the lingering elements of The Kills and The Dead Weather add gravitas and grit into proceedings. The final notes are grumbling, concrete and slinking. Shaking hips and casting aspersions, we reach the climax- a breathless number that says all it needs to say. Following a diverse and varied trio of songs, Belong To You is up next. Pattered and Trip-Hop percussion skiffle gives the intro. an edgy and evocative start; that sound grows with a guitars, bass, percussion (and electronics)- the introduction turns into an Indie-Rock-cum-Alternative symphony. Bombastic and confident, the vocal matches the mood and sound. Our heroine wants to scream and shout out; she knows (she will) "always belong to you." If she had a thorn between her teeth, she could say this is me- that "wouldn't be true." When the chorus comes in- and the twin vocals unite- there is a sense of upbeat and redemption. Possessing one of the most impassioned and striking vocal performances- from both leads- the song wins you over for a number of reasons. The lyrics are gripping and emotive; the composition tumbles and mutates- shades of Garage, Indie and Psychedelia combine to give the song a restless energy. Our heroine's voice shifts from rapturous and phenomenally powerful- during the chorus- to more delicate and soft in the verses. The band present one of their fullest and most interesting compositions. Cosmic and intergalactic guitar notes sit with pummeling and rifled percussion; populist and redemptive parables proceed spoiling and whirling dervish rushes- the pace and sound matches the interchangeable and flexible nature of the vocal. Crackling and bonfire riffs lead to issues of life and death- the former is a white blanket; the latter black. You wonder whether our heroine is truly contented and assured; I guess in spite of everything she has that relationship and bond- even if there are doubts and niggles on her mind. The album's title track catches you with its embryonic vocal- it comes straight in and is seductive and captivating. Backed by finger-clicks and a spacey sound, the track is a short mandate- it comes in at 55 seconds. In the way Portishead- on Third- put the beautiful and short (1:31) track Deep Water between two stunning behemoths- here Jingo pull off the same trick. Allowing a chance for reflection; a new direction and a unique punctuation- it is a phenomenal and impressive move. The art of loving with your heart "is not as hard as you thought." That idea is repeated as a universal truth- the words get into your brain and stay there. With very little backing sound- except for when our heroine presents a second vocal line- it is an echoed and sparse scene- allowing the meaning and beauty of the song to fully take a hold. Spectral and gripping in its minimalism, the vocal dueling is hypnotic- there is nothing complicated about love; loving with your heart is not that hard. Home is a common song- and album title- done by a multitude of bands. Unlike the wave of contemporaries, Jingo open their Home up with distinct and trademark intrigue. Pitter-patter and urgent percussion mixes with imploring and yearning guitar strings- the two combine to kick up quite a catchy and heady sound. Home- it is a safe and reliable place- that is central to the story. Casting her thoughts outwards- to her love- the song's hero cannot "have it all"- his friends laugh and whisper; he is needed back home. Speaking to her sweetheart, he is wanted to quench her soul; make music for (her) "and my bed." Stating "anything's better than what you said" there is a sense of mystery and curiosity. Wondering what the background is, you can hear the urgency in our heroine's vocal- taking her pipes to Bjork-esque levels of intensity and amaze. Backed by spaced-out and mixed emotion electronics, that struggle and conflict keeps coming through- the need to mend fences and return to a former state. Able to provide what (the hero) needs; be there and loyal- everything is made elemental by that phenomenal central vocal. Rapturous and overcome; calmed and measured- it is one of the finest performances on the album. Gripped by that mesmeric and variegated vocal assault, there seems to be some regret coming through. Leaving the listener to extrapolate their own version of events- and back-story- the layered mystique and interpretations add weight and potency to the track. Funky and stuttering strings open up Blue Wail. Our heroine wants to "swim in the wind"; her soul freed and unshackled- that light and graceful flow opens up the track. The heart of a blue wail (sic.) is heavy and burdensome; that sense of fatigue and emotional drain takes it out of you- it is the largest animal in the ocean (of emotion). The clever wordplay and fascinating images keep you hooked and conspiring- imagining what our heroine sees and feels. Searching for love and meaning, she wants to castigate her heartache- that magic and spark is needed. Boasting one of the most rushing and full-bodied choruses, the combination of serenity and passion is hugely effective- the track is a lot more honest and simpler (than previous numbers). Sparks, grumbles and diversions (in the composition) are traded; yet the emphasis is on the central performance- making sure the words hit home. The two leads combine naturally and splendidly here; their commingling creates huge rush and sense of excitement- spine-tingling and wholly immersive at its peak. Soulful funk and spunk is laden in the guitar work; our heroine was born without her animal heart and pride- her wings are folded. That sense of being weighed down keeps coming back; the need to shake away the darkness- the need to fly and soar is paramount. Shifting her voice and keeping the energy constant, our heroine is seeking answers and satisfaction; her soul is in need of galvanisation and redemption.

Before You Were Born is a track I have surveyed before- in addition to IQ84 and Same Without You. Having left it aside for a few months, its charm and appeal comes flooding back- right from the off. Moaned and wordless vocals sit with romantic piano. Spiraled and scintillating guitar parabond and conspire; the sensuality and sexiness- of the vocal and composition- comes to the fore. Our heroine projects outwards; save the planet while we can- important messages are laced within the tender vocal. Moonlit and twilight, the captivating vocal swoon sees a subject pinned "like a dog"- our heroine wants him (to make his) intentions known and sure. With the hero adding vocal prowess- in the chorus- the song keeps climbing and layering; that drama and drive builds up. The heroine's voice is at its sweetest and highest here- during the chorus it swells to the heavens with its transcendence. That range and changeable nature make the song so insistent and gripping: the vocal(s) mutate from soft and tingling to impassioned and full-bloodied- the composition has a similar consideration for mood and sonic shift. Dramatic and uplifting; fascinating and emotive- it is a perfect mid-album treasure. Catchy and memorable; swelling and gripping- the band turn in one of their best numbers. Capable of uniting festival crowds in rounds of sing-alongs; cure darkened hearts- it is a stunning and fascinating gem. Jacyln is a curious beast; a song that opens with haunting and eerie intent. Our heroine lets her darker and more shadowy side come through- a bit of Beth Gibbons and Alison Mosshart unite. Ghostly and tribal, the sapling moments are tense and gripping. The song's subject has her name delivered with blood-curdling lust- our heroine shows the full extend of her histrionic range. Pulsating and anthemic, the band unite in a frenzied and determined movement; the song's disreputable heroine is being given a throughout going-over. Her future was too stained "for her past to come clean"- instantly your imagination begins to speculate and dream. Jacyln keeps her eyes closed; she can see through (our heroine's) eyes- backed by a staggeringly assured and heady composition, the vocal reaches its most intense. Having impressed hugely on previous numbers, it is here that our heroine lets her voice truly stagger and expand- the incredible shifts and shades are all uncovered and highlighted. Graveled and growled moments transform into tidal wave of electricity and bracing drama- few other vocalists possess such a startling range and diversity. Crackling and striking, the vocal is a potent and stinging reptile; an animalistic thing baying for blood- who can escape the terror? With the song's key player being undressed and denounced; she is someone who thinks she has people figured out- her head in the stars, you start to add pieces to the puzzle. The song never relinquishes its attack and earthquake. Past the 3-minute marker, a delirious and trippy keys swagger come in- augmenting that sense of drama and headiness. Matching Muse for potent bombast- with none of the ridiculousness and circus- Jingo mutate and evolve once more. Our heroine's voice becomes more Spoken Word. Employing hints of Alison Mosshart and Stevie Nicks, the low and gravelled projection has some distortion and echo to it- a steel stiletto kick that hits its target. The anti-heroine has been chasing bad love; filling her mind with false ideas- our heroine is keen to not go down that path. The perfect combination of sonic assault and hypnotic vocals, the band hit their peak here- showcasing just how phenomenal their new material is. Same Without You is a track that impressed me back in April, 2013. One of the band's earliest tracks, it lines up seamlessly with Jacyln. Showing just how good they were- back in their early days- the song begins with graceful and moody piano. Jazz-flavoured and seductive vocals open up the track; our heroine is in the shine of a '50s spotlight- an insatiable femme fatale with an alluring and scintillating intent. The words are accusatory and direct; the cards are on the table and laid bare- she does not want (her man) to lie to her; she will call his bluff. Fueled by desire and intent, the ombudsmen for truth and transparency is backed by suitable atmospheric support. Vibrating strings fuse with punching and kicking bass; the percussion keeps events level and tight- the gripping drama does not demure or restrict. The song's central figure has not changed; he has the same (bad) heart- he made our heroine feel foolish and stupid. Letting her operatic belt speak volumes, the performance is an arresting and divine sound. She is the same (without him); his lack of presence has not changed circumstance and life- it seems he has been an anchor (on our heroine). The tricolour of audio innovation has a Baroque/Pop sensibility. In the same way Rufus Wainwright is able to expertly tie in Blues, jazz, Pop and Classical influences- and create an intriguing symphonic punch- Jingo does the same- albeit it more brooding. The passage continues for a fair few seconds, creating its own gravity and momentum; it takes its time to capture you. There is no need to fill every second with lyrics- the band know that it is just as important to project beautiful music in order to create a stunning effect. When it subsides, we are told our heroine “never made you feel sad”. The voice becomes harder and stronger, showing all of its lungs- as a crescendo is unleashed. Our heroine possesses a similar belt and force (as Adele); you can practically sense the hordes of record label bosses running towards the band- with a wardrobe, hair scissors and cosmetics in hands; perhaps thinking they have a U.S. Adele on their hands. Unlike our countrywoman, Jingo’s feminine tones posses a subtlety and consequential soul (that has been sadly lacking from a lot of Adele’s recent numbers). In spite of all the pertinent and heartfelt words; imploring questions and contorted emotions- whether it is a good or a bad thing- our heroine is “the same without you”. Past the 1:30 mark, there comes a clattering dance of guitars and percussion- with bits of Muse in there (before they started phoning it in). It is at once foreboding and heavy, but also melodic and planted firmly on Earth. It is another shape-shift that takes your consciousness to another place, once more. Lesser acts may plump for a steady and rigid composition- that conveys the emotion through a linear mood and doctrine- that seems a little too anxious to change course or be adventurous. It is the pioneering and playfulness that the band readily posses- that also does wonders where their music is concerned. This transferable quality adds emphasis and credence to an already gripping song. The track mutates into a skiffling and shuffling Jazz/Swing number- the vocal is still powerful and impassioned.  When the piano punctuates sternly; around it, a motivating and searching juggernaut is unleashed. As our heroine says “I am trying to stay true”, the accompanying composition- tied in to the audio of the previous 10 seconds or so- reminded me of the adventurousness and bending philosophy of Bjork. The Icelandic princess is constantly capable of dragging you to dark and magical woods- where fairies and monsters cohabit with little qualm. She also- sometimes with David Arnold- creates sweeping and emphatic soundscapes- that bristled with introverted passion and Brothers Grimm scares. In a similar and prudent way, our heroine's voice has a touches of Debut and Vespertine Bjork: youthful and sweet, yet capable of ripping your head clean off- if you push her too far. It is quite electrifying. As the chorus ends again, there is an echoed vocal- as though we have reached the rooftop and (through a bullhorn), our heroine is shouting her message. Not just directed to her disgraced beau- to anyone else who is within an ear’s reach too. The hero is not within sight; with amplification and nary a second thought, the operatic and full-bodied passion is back. The voice crackles, rips and tears asunder- as we witness a trickling and flailing guitar weave.  To my ear, it has some traces of Jack White. Think his solo albums, mixed with the majesty unveiled during the Get Behind Me Satan-Icky Thump regency. I smelt a flavour of Steely Dan in there as well- circa-Can’t Buy a Thrill. It is a most unexpected sonic diversion, and again adds a layer of U.S. influence to the melting pot. Bits of Santana, Slash and Clapton are heard in the D.N.A. as the sound of piano comes out. Instead of being romantic, a hand is run across the keys with verve- ghostly and unstoppable snowballs hurdle towards the village. Holmes and Watson can stop looking for a strange beast, as it seems the hurtling ball of impending doom is going to cause instant catastrophe. The guitar gives out cries and anguished yelps as the drum beats with vermilion fury- never out of control, it keeps a very sharp and mythologised spine. The heroine comes in to restore some semblance, as she lets it be known (that she is) the same without her man (not Jack, obviously). The chaos abates; a lilting and romantic piano ends the track- bringing sunshine to the stormy and harsh night, previous. Almost matching Jacyln in terms of genius, it is amazing how natural the two tracks sit together- seeing how they were recorded so far apart. Jingo show just how impressively consistent they are. IQ84 is a track I have reviewed previously. There is a little oriental flavour and spice to be heard within the introduction. Armoured with chopstick percussion- and guitar work disinclined to rest its feet- it is a rousing and tight start (and multifaceted too). As well as a nod to the Far East, there is a sense of electronic acts (like Tricky or Massive Attack) in the spirit and voyeurism of the start. There is no clue or inclination as to where the track will go- or what the vocals have in store. Perhaps not imbued with a laudatory smile, the lyrics have a little pessimism in their early stages. Our American siren is exclaiming how the world is not a fair place, explaining: “It won’t be make-believe/If you believe in me”. As you settle into your seat- ready to delve deeper into their subconscious- a marauding and rampant drumbeat strikes up; whipping fear into the heart. The beat staggers and struts- perhaps arrhythmical- to the foreground; it is a rush of blood to a monochrome canvas. The vocal has a pleasing restraint and uniqueness to it. There are perhaps little hints of early-career Beth Gibbons, but aside from that, our heroine's voice is its own woman. For the initial eighth of the track, the lyrical theme remains unabated- pertaining to the subjects of the realities of life and the redemptive truths of love. The percussion and guitar remain impressively propulsive- keeping strong and unabashed throughout. There is a sonic and dramatic shift soon after. The guitar becomes less karate chop, and more scratchy. It sounds- at first- like a more melodic, restrained cousin to Nirvana’s Smells Like Teen Spirit. It is an impressive sea-change; the modulation from syncopated and Asiatic- to a London-via-Washington indie-grunge mutation- is impressive. The vocal is lighter and more wistful; the lyrics still have a sensitive side: “but you’ll always have my heart”. The drums again wallop like a adrenalin-filled heart, pulsating when needed- to elevate and punctuate the mood. The Indie twang and strum (of the guitar) is a little bit The Kooks; a tiny bit early-Bird Courage and Arctic Monkeys. After a successful ascent of the mountain and slight snowstorm, there is a 30ft fall ahead. The electricity of the music is replicated in the vocals, as our heroine is a woman overwhelmed. She is overcome and exacerbated: “Baby please/You’ve got me on my knees”, is evocatively pronounced- portraying dramatic tension and rain-swept romantic tableau. Our heroine implores (to her paramour) to not leave her- to take her with him. One can draw comparisons with female contemporaries such as P!nk, The Pretty Reckless and Adele, but there is a credibility and intelligence (the first two do not posses)- and unlike Adele, the emphasis is not on vocal alone. The backing is by no means subterfuge- it is right there holding our protagonist’s hand. The changing moods and story-line twists; they infuse the song with such mystery and electricity. Very few modern bands can credibly pull off so many dips and switches- and remain gripping. Jingo does it in style. There is a real sense of story and parable in the lyrical arc-this is sublimated by the nervy and fractious bait-and-switch. Around 1:51 there is a palpable rise in blood pressure. As the vocal is held; guitar and instrumentation peaks- the refrained “Baby please…” is with us, once more. It is an emotional coda- which far from being too morose- has a redemptive sensibility. The message is effective, and towards 3:00 the guitar contracts and bungees (with elasticity)- it weaves and forges new paths. There are elements of U.S. acts such as The Eagles, Steely Dan and Queens of the Stone Age- this creates a heady and exciting bubble. The synthesised blends and notes give way to the chorus (as we come to a close). Don't Call It Love starts with a terrific mix of Jeff Buckley and Radiohead. Displaying some Live at Sin-e live majesty; bits of The Bends-era potency, the guitar opening leads to a serene and focused vocal. Colours you cannot see; troubled mothers and hungry children are introduced. At her most graceful and stunningly pure, our heroine has "heard enough." The chorus is one of the most scintillating and stunning (on the album). Childhood possessions and recollections are recounted; false ideals are being held onto (by the song's subject)- the track builds pace and potency (past the 2-minute point). Asking her man- and hero- to take a trip (with her) to places they've never seen (or been), that mingling of romance-cum-accusation comes through. Compositional elements have touches of Radiohead (Bishop's Robe especially) and unifies '90s Indie-Rock with U.S. bands (like Not Blood Paint). Sighing and ethereal vocals unite towards the 3:30 mark to give a haunting and impassioned sound- it could easily fit onto a Rumours track like The Chain. Evocative and tingling, a huge amount of force is summoned up. The two leads combine wonderfully to get the hairs standing to attention. A particularly tight and primal band performance makes every word and sentiment stand out in bold face- it is a packed and incredible band turn. Our heroine's vocal once more stretches and climbs to wracked and fierce heights- that delirious crackle that gets straight into your soul. During the chorus (past the 4-minute mark) it climbs and hunts; scales to dizzying climbs- intoxicating every listener. Squalling and psychedelic guitar wailings are riffs of the highest order- trippy and strung-out wonders that add spice and alcohol into the bloodstream. Leaving the song with entrancing and swaggering lust, the band ensure Don't Call It Love is not easily forgotten. After a firestorm of strings- that ends with feedback- you think the song is going to conclude. The final moments are left to our heroine: her voice is soft and solo; without accompaniment, the full beauty and power comes out- equaling the most spine-tingling moments of Buckley and Bjork. Having heard the final of 12 tracks, you have a lot to take in and absorb- the phenomenal The Art of Loving is one of the best albums you will hear all year.

If you have stuck with me so far- thank you- then it is fitting I sum up the album as best I can. Jingo is an outfit that favour egalitarianism; the equality (the band employ) results in organic sounds and tight performances. The production through The Art of Loving is superb and concise- polished enough to make every note recognisable and clear; atmospheric and bare to allow the right amount of primacy and nakedness to come out- the vocal performances are suitably live-sounding and emotive (because of this). I was impressed by the sequencing and track listing. Most bands- when putting out a debut L.P.- tend to front-load the record; make it top-heavy- meaning the second half drags and drones. The secret to a perfect running order- and balanced album- is to have one of your best tracks up top; ensure the four finest songs are equally spread- two in each half.  You should aim to finish with your strongest numbers. Jingo has pulled this off. The finest tracks occur near the end of the album; the six tracks (of the first half) have equal distribution of quality- as does the second. This leads to an album that is balanced, poised and constantly surprising- you discover gems and one-upmanship in places you do not expect. Meaning your interest and fascination is not peaked too soon, the band brilliantly keep the momentum going- ensuring no listener ends (the experience) disappointed or short-changed. The dozen tracks simply fly by; there are no long or bloated moments- each number sounds urgent, direct and economical. Numbers like the title track make the album such a wonder. Not only is it addictive, effective and defining mantra (of the album's intentions and messages)- it is a short and brief number that packs a huge amount of weight. Most bands would have lengthened such a song; stretched it out and made it too aimless- Jingo not only unleash a perfect punctuation mark; it is a song that stands among the top three. The range of genres and moods covered is outstanding. Most Alternative-Rock and Indie bands are too narrow and ritualistic- they do not innovate and experiment; few unexpected treats are offered up. Jingo amaze with the wealth of their sounds and colours; the performances, time signatures and songbooks alter and variate- no two songs sound alike. The entire album has a superb amount of professionalism, focus and perfectionism- together with loose and ragged edges; an at-ease sound shows phenomenal naturalness. It is worth applauding the band themselves. Sahil Batra is the band's new boy- the bass player that has some big shoes to feel. Unlike bands like Pixies- who would bully and marginalise a wannabe-Kim Deal- the benevolent and communal band grant Batra plenty of room- their natural friendships mean he perfectly and seamlessly fits into the fold. Showing no nerves and hesitation, his performances are consistently enlivening and uplifting. The most diverse musician of the band, Batra is as effective on keys duties as he is on bass- his contributions almost steal the top honours. The bass guides and leads; drives songs forward and amazes- it has plenty of rhythm and personality. Like Kim Deal or Paul McCartney, the bass is more than a guiding tool- it has its own personality and projection. Imbued with a hungry power and myriad contrasts, it adds shades of light and dark when needed; playful and funky at times- able to match the mood of the song. His keys contributions add swathes of spaciness and cosmic oddity; interplanetary weirdness sits with emotive and lush romanticism- upbeat and pomp circumstance nestles alongside primal urges. Chris Smith- who wrote and played on the numbers; replaced by Batra- should be commended and applauded.  Whilst a former member of the band, his notations and elements all appear within The Art of Loving.  A incredibly authoritative and compelling player, his essence and talent shines (throughout the album).  In addition to co-writing the album, Smith's touches and personality defines (some of the album') best and most astute moments.  An exceptional and natural performer, he is tight and focused throughout.  Having reviewed Jingo last year- when Smith was with the band- I commented on his drive and multiple talents; the way he lifts songs and injects something unexpected and urgent- he is one of the unsung heroes of the L.P.  Were it not for his input and influence, most of the songs would be weaker and less effective.  Congratulations and plaudits should be paid to him- and rightful credit given.  Joseph Reeves provides the punch and pummel. Levying so much authority and prowess, the stunning drummer adds elemental potency to so many numbers. Like Batra, Reeves has a distinct sound and personality- his drumming is not cliché and rank-and-file. A lot of drummers exist to fill gaps and mould into traditional and expected confines- Reeves is allowed full room to manoeuvre and impress. His mighty and evocative presence makes every song sound fully focused and unpredictable- his sticks are able to add unexpected and delightful notes; twist the track in unexpected directions- I have been a fan of his work for a long time now. Influenced by the drumming giants of old- the Grohls of the world- you can hear that similar power, skill and intuition pioneer hard.  Reeves' performances- along the album- are tightly crammed with emotion and insatiable appetites. The final plaudits go to the husband-and-wife duo of Jack and Katie Buckett. Jack's guitars are stunningly powerful and intriguing; so much colour and life is contained within. When songs go astral and stratospheric, you catch glimmers of Pink Floyd and Radiohead- Jonny Greenwood's fretwork on OK Computer particularly. Not confined to a single sound, he summons up raw power and Desert-Rock swagger; braggadocio and masculine sexuality- matching the bad-ass axemen Josh Homme and Jack White. Having a huge and rounded knowledge of music, Buckett incorporates cross-pollination of various genres- masterful at uniting Blues and Rock alongside Garage and Pop. Melodic and honest the one moment; overt and explosive the next. Across the dozen tracks, the amount of emotion and ground covered (by the guitar) is sensational- I cannot wait to see how this is developed across future releases. His vocals blend perfectly with Katie's- the two have a natural bond that comes through. Adding essential force, beauty and diversity, Buckett's voice is distinct and urgent. If you look at an album like Rumours, it is stronger and more evocative (because of the different vocal sounds). Songs like Go Your Own Way are amazing because Christine McVie and Stevie Nicks joined Lyndsey Buckingham- were it just Buckigham alone, the song would not be as amazing. Unlike Fleetwood Mac's tug-of-war tussle, Jingo's male vocalist is stress-free and without anxiety- allowing his voice to sound effortless and unforced. Last recommendation and commendation goes to the group's American leader, Katie Buckett. Her keyboard work is sensational and incredible throughout- an essential aspect of the album. As a player she is assured and deeply impressive; showcasing her natural abilities and intuitive feel. As a singer, she is in a league of her own. The lyrics and music are uniformly inspiring and compelling; the way she scores (the words) is sensational. Inspired by the likes of Alison Mosshart and Adele (to an extent), Buckett surpasses both- few other modern vocalists have such a staggering range. As natural and spellbinding when roaring and belting out her words- as she is seducing and softly teasing- that elasticity and flexibility enforce's Jingo's creative process. Most bands- with limited singers- and confined by what they can write; have to work around the realities of life. Due to Buckett's planet-straddling range, it means The Art of Loving can do whatever it wants- knowing Buckett will knock it out of the park. Drawing in some embers of her Brooklyn home sounds; elements of Blues-Rock icons- together with some modern-day British influences- and you get a cornucopia and variegated spectrum- one that amazes and mutates on each number. Almost wild and dangerous in its untamable moments, it is amazing how astutely Buckett can contrast and constrict- she can bring her voice down to a whisper without showing camber or fatigue. All of this- each band performance- results in an album that is tight, nuanced and hugely impressive- one of the most immediate and stunning albums of 2014. Throw in poetic, deep, oblique and quote-worthy lyrics; deep and stunningly striking compositions- you have a critic-proof album that demands long and impassioned appreciation. Jingo's debut album may have been many months in the planning- the final result is well worth the wait.

It's kinda sad that I am returning to the land of the employed (and useful) in a week- solely because my reviewing days are restricted to Saturdays-only. Jingo is a band that I have been following closely for many months- having assessed a string of their songs, I am so glad to see them at their peak. There is no bias, subjectiveness and hyperbole in my review- if they sucked I would (kindly) phrase it on the page. I hope I get to review them in the future; follow them still and see where they can go- it is clear the quartet are on an exciting and prosperous course. Great and illustrious gigs have come; paen and tribute has been paid- media sources are celebrating and elevating the band. They may have gone through a minor band member substitution- Sahil Batra is a relatively new addition- yet it seems to have worked for the best- I have never heard Jingo sound stronger and more natural. This solid and unbreakable formation comes out in their music; it will lead to great things- ensure the guys go on for many years. The male-female, British-American vocalisations add so much candid depth and directness to all of their music; the combinations of notes and vocals is intoxicating and hypnotic- one of the band's most potent weapons. Each song- on their album- contains an incredibly tight and compelling performance; the music is brought vividly to life- few other acts play with such conviction and purpose. Intelligent, stylish and stunning songwriting has resulted in a masterclass debut album- one that contemporaries and peers should take note of. Not so much the long goodbye; more like the proud supporter- Jingo are going to be a big prospect for the future. I hope Katie takes the chaps across to the U.S.; get gigs lined up- the hemorrhagic sounds should not be confined to our shores. I can see the band translating well across L.A. and California- I have reviewed acts here that would nobly support their quest. Able to tantilise and grip the boroughs of New York; buckle the knees of the Midwest- they have the potential to take their stall globally. After the U.S., then who knows? The quartet have a world out there awaiting- it is only a matter of time (before it is theirs). Of course, the group are keen to focus on the release of The Art of Loving- see how it resonates and is received. Among a sea of indeterminate and ho-hum bands, it is always great uncovering an oyster- an aphrodisiac with an eye-catching and heartbreaking pearl. Before I depart- and set my view on another act- I will arrive back at my original thesis. Unexpectedness is not something you encounter much in the rubble of stampeding musicians- something that catches you off guard. Whether it is a flamboyant and vivacious sound; a head-spinning concoction of instruments and variations- it is always a great pleasure. Jingo manages to side-step expectation on a number of different fronts- the first is their music. Across a dozen songs, the quartet display a huge amount of talent and potency- incredible songwriting and tremendous performances. Synonymous with their vocal prowess and nuanced sounds, Jingo have an artistic eye for design- making sure they put detail into their music as well as their website. In essence, the band are a fun and likeable troupe; artists that want to draw in listeners and new fans- few are as eager and passionate as them. When The Art of Loving is released next week, ensure you get a hold of it- see what you take away from the music. Having almost a brotherly bond (with the band), I am going to follow their careers with great interest. Saying goodbye for now, the Jingo juggernaut is powering on- gaining momentum and fresh fuel. Let us hope I get the chance to investigate the band in the future; knowing how hard they work...

I am sure it will not be too long!

 

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Track Review: Antriksh Bali- Daze Blue

TRACK REVIEW: Antriksh Bali

Daze Blue

9.4/10.0

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RELEASED: 1st August, 2014

VOCALS BY: Nikita Sailesh

SYNTH. AND PROGRAMMING BY: Antriksh Bali

PHOTOGRAPHY BY: Sulzhan Bali

GENRES: Electronic, Ambient, Trip-Hop _____________________________________________________

The Indian pioneer is a fan of the likes of Hans Zimmer, Massive Attack and Morcheeba. Antriksh Bali's inimitable blend of soft and serene; cinematic and epic works wonderful- he has produced some of music's most fascinating cuts. Daze Blue is another filmic and evocative number- one that looks at creative woes and blocks. Tense, emotive and nervy, the song is a stunning assault that will draw in a host of new fans

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THIS will be the final review I will pen...

for a couple of weeks at least. Having already written up Jingo's review- for their album The Art of Loving- it is exciting to witness a genuinely fascinating artist- from the subcontinent of India no less. Having been honed into three continents with my reviewing- Australia, Europe and North America- I can add a fourth (with Asia). After searching for a fiery Chilean Pop band; a cool-ass African Soul artist- Antarctica is a bit of a stretch- it is terrific to be in Asia- a continent that is overlooked with regards to music. Most people tend to train their thoughts to the U.S. and U.K.- when it comes to music- and overlook valuable and untapped markets. It has been a while since I have investigated acts from Australia and New Zealand- southern hemisphere locations that provide some terrific Rock and Indie examples. South America is a less fervent and fertile market- there are plenty of original and stunning musicians playing here. Asia is a curious and fascinating continent- most people have cliché ideals and expectations. Far beyond the notions most hold, the continent boasts a great range of music and bands- transitioning these artists to the U.K. has been a slow process. India is a nation that has produced a lot of fine musicians and artists- a lot of them reside in Britain. My featured artist is someone who calls New Dehli home- keen to keep his sounds based in his homeland- an impressive move in the modern climb. His reputation is built around consistency and quality; Antriksh Bali is ensuring critical eyes are focused on India- seeing just what the country is offering the world of music. I will investigate Bali in more depth, yet am compelled to raise one issue: the Electronic and Ambient genres. Those whom hold a rudimentary knowledge of each are aware of the qualities (both genres) possess: that mixture of pure gracefulness and scintillating energy. Being a massive fan of Massive Attack; a devotee of Poritshead and their ilk- their finest moments mix Electronic trippiness with ambient lust and grooves. In a music industry where there is still too much emphasis on guitar-led assaults; pure Pop and something more 'traditional'; few are taking the time to proffer acts that go deeper- blending dissonant with wildly experimental. It is a hard trick to get right: fuse wide genres and shades to create something variegated and exhilarating. I am disappointed by how limited (a lot of musicians are); so few dip into a treasure chest of sounds and stir them together- get their mind spiked and tantalised. It is great if you can stagger an audience with a few notes and heady riffs; take the mind somewhere fantastic- in an age where quality is defined by imagination; it is hard to achieve this. The key to originality and success is going to be mandated by those that innovate and subsume the bare minimum. The U.K. is more impressive- when it comes to experimenting- and leads the U.S. Europe is probably the most radiant and fertile continent (for mixing a raft of varying sounds). Whether their agendas are enforced by fastidious perfectionism or a freewheelin' approach to sounds, it is staggering to see the results- some of the new music coming through is phenomenally unexpected. Trip-Hop, Hip-Hop and Electronic artists- from around Europe- are providing some of the most colourful and immediate musicians in the world- those that go beyond normal barriers and restrictions. From the early days of Beck; through to the '90s Trip-Hop movements- along to the modern-day kings and queens- music needs more scientists- the bold that infuse chemicals, flavours and ingredients( to form something heady and intoxicating). Bali is an artist with a huge reputation and incredible work ethic- having been producing music for years, he is one of the rising stars on the scene. I have a couple of points to raise; but let me first introduce my featured artist:

"Antriksh Bali is an Alternative/Electronic musician based in New Delhi, India. His music is influenced by a wide plethora of artistic elements that range from Ambient music to unpredictable sonic experiments that constantly evolve over time. Raised and brought up in an environment where there were no restrictions on genre or styles, Antriksh boasts of a sound that is an amalgamation of urban, dissonant and atmospheric music superimposed on top of epic and over-the-top orchestral scores that sway and move to inspire, yet awe. Learning classical piano since the age of 11, He has roots in classical music which he skilfully combines with elements of modern music that encapsulate everything from soundtrack and spoken word to Glitch and Trip-Hop."

Bali may have been raised in a country that is more overpopulated and crowded than ever; where there are more road accidents- per person- than anywhere; a nation that is crowded- it does not seem to have tarnished his ambitions and creative process. The huge population and range of people has instead compelled and inspired his mind; that incredible mixture of cultures has defined his music upbringing- led him to create sounds that are pioneering and wide-ranging. In a lot of western cultures; there is homogenisation and restrictions- a lot of communities and countries are limited and narrow. England houses a lot of nationalities and types of people; I wonder why this ethnic diversity and community does not translate musically- a lot of new acts are rigid and unadventurous right from the off. Bali's lack of restrictions- when growing up- have been poured into his music; he ensures his music has as many different turns and movements as possible- the amount of emotion, energy and wonder he pours in is hugely inspired. When you are unconfined and free; live in an area where all forms of music are proffered- this compels your processes and ambitions. Being brought up on music from a young age, I experienced (at an early stage) the likes of T-Rex and The Rolling Stones; Glen Miller and Kate Bush; Steely Dan and Joni Mitchell- there was never a single day where I would hear the same music. Those disparate and legendary artists have inspired my music ambitions; the way I write and dream takes those wide and compelling sounds into effect- I am so glad that I had that sort of upbringing. Bali has enjoyed a similarly liberating and nourishing musical youth- soaking in the sounds and sensations of the street; the myriad genres and styles of music (from the neighbourhoods). Able to marshal concentration and focus, he has funneled his cornucopia influences and loves into his own distinct sounds- creations that are stuffed with spice, sweetness, ice-cool and sharp kicks. Before I investigate his music in-depth, I want to look at discretion and bravery. When applied to music listening, these are words that are rare and unheard-of. So many listeners refute the necessity to expand their horizons; stick to confines- they lack the ability to cherish music from other parts of the globe. If you are fascinated by Pop or Grunge- why limit your attention to this alone? Even if I didn't review, I would seek out as many different artists and styles as I can- perhaps it is because of my upbringing or sense of curiosity. So much great music- and artists- is being passed up; snooty and stuffy music 'lovers' keep to themselves- happy enough to let some terrific sounds slip through their fingers. After discovering British-based acts like RKZ and Calgaris; Canadian Rap masters like The Emsee- those raw and vibrant sounds are seducing my with ease. Having been introduced to one of India's finest musicians, I am going to explore the continent in more depth- seek out his local contemporaries; dip into a flavoursome and nuanced cuisine. The public needs to get out of their concrete-weighed boots; stop balakansing their intuition and peripheral vision- take the shades off an open their damn eyes. For every snot-nosed and pretentious kid; to the adults that diminish anything fresh and innovative, I say this: get your heads out of the sand. It is true that there's a lot of crap and ridiculous music floating about; on the flip side there is a multitude of wonder- sounds that most are ignoring. Bali has managed to touch a lot of people; transcend geographical borders and get his name out there- there are still too many that are ignorant of his abilities. Improving and galvanising with every new release, the Indian maverick is one of the most ambitious and startling musicians around- ensure you investigate his wonderful sounds.

If you are a new listener to Antriksh Bali, then it may be worth bringing in other acts- artists that have influenced the young musician. When thinking about Bali's hardest (and more primal side), Massive Attack spring to mind. When thinking about album comparisons- that could have compelled Bali- Protection and Mezzanine spring to mind. Protection was noted for its range of sound and technical excellence. The band's sophomore effort- the follow-up from their emphatic debut Blues Lines- the band threw acid lines, fragmented beats and melancholic keyboards into their music. Opening the album with an emphatic duo of songs, the group spared no times in making their voices heard- it is an album that gets off to a flying start. A mixture of blunted and transcendent vocals (added myriad emotions to various numbers)- the introduction of Tracey Thorn was an inspired move; her intimate vocals brought light and vivid life (to the numbers she featured on). Instrumentals were stretched and elongated; clean-etched and thick-textured contradictions sat with one another. When Mezzanine arrived- the follow on from Protection- the reception was a lot more positive- Protection gained some mixed reviews; some noted that there were too many weak tracks. Mezzanine benefited from eerie atmospherics, fuzzed-up guitars; wealth of effects- cuts like Inertia Creeps were stone-cold classics. The team of producers that were brought in introduced fresh sounds and a sense of vibrancy. Pointed beats and stark sounds resonated; listeners were gripped by the blend of ethereal and earthy. Genius collaborations and staggering production values led to a modern-day classic- an album that has inspired legions of new acts. Bali mixes that concoction of earthy and spectral; the atmospherics and ethereal edges he fuses are wonderful- seamlessly blending without sounding forced or unnatural. Showcasing a comparable talent for welding hard and tribal beats (with jagged riffs); warm atmospherics and heady anthemics- this all comes out in his back catalogue. When the hero goes for softer and more dreamy scenarios, I hear embers of Morcheeba. The British Trip-Hop/Electronica act have had a big baring on Bali's sound and direction- shades of Who Can You Trust?- Morcheeba's debut album- are extrapolatable in some of his earlier work. Thoughtful soulfulness dictated the album; that mingling of technology and honest emotion sparred beautifully- the laid-back beats and smoky seduction was a riot of wonder. Occasional strings, wah-wah funk; Hammond organ and evocative vocals united- the resultant album was lauded and celebrated. Languid and looping grooves took the sound across the Indian Ocean; a strange and bizarre brew that worked- the vocals from Skye Edwards (and her sensual purr) sounded like Sade paired with Portishead. The album acted as an emissary of slow, smooth and dark tantilisation- an accessible collection of songs that sounded foreign and murky; ominous and creeping. Hauntingly atmospheric and nuanced, it stands as a remarkable debut disc. On Big Calm- the trio's sophomore release- the Trip-Hop and Dance beats remains intact. Pop, Longue, film soundtracks and Reggae commingled and spiraled; Electronica peacefully coexists- it is a stylistic triumph that remains their finest hour. The sophisticated maturity was augmented by Edwards' incredible and skyscraping voice- an instrument that can make anything sound compelling and gripping. When looking at lesser-known acts- that have inspired Bali- The Algorithm remain a key force. The musical project of French artist Rémi Gallego, his 2012 album Polymorphic Code impressed critical ears. Each song's obfuscating blend of sounds created a stunning assault on the senses. The Algorithm threw in Mathcore, Trance, Drum and Bass; Djent and Dub-step into his sounds- Gallego remains one of the most innovative and daring musicians in the world. That borderless and innovative ambition has enforced Bali's sounds and machinations. The Glitch Mob are another act that has spiked Bali's mind- The U.S. Electronic trio stunned with their debut Drink the Sea. That album saw driven and overwhelming synth. sounds and multiple layers- that balance of layers is struck just right. Phasing and cycling through sounds and different moods; the album uses syths. as an assault weapon- tangling and threatening when needed; calm and authoritative the next moment. Ensuring songs change conjecture and style, no two numbers sound alike- the album goes from airy and flowing to heady and carnivorous. Perhaps the second half suffers from poor sequencing and the death of natural flow- that is down to some poor production decisions; the quality of the songs does not dip. Composers like Zack Hemsey and Hans Zimmer have inspired Bali. The former is an American film composer whose works have featured on Game of Thrones, Inception and Lincoln. His albums, E.P.s and singles have seen orchestral snippets fuse with Trip-Hop samples and World instrumentations- Indie and Rock lines are injected into the fold. Zimmer remains one of the most influential modern composers. Having composed the scores for Gladiator, The Lion King, and The Dark Knight- among many, many more- he is one of the most varied and stunning composers of all-time. Dramatic and magisterial sweeps integrates traditional orchestration with modern Electronica. The Dark Knight's score was brooding and dark; shadowy and intense. The Lion King was more light-hearted and redemptive; graceful and uplifting. Gladiator was ready for battle and fighting; pulsating and grand. Bali has been compelled by both composers- Zimmer more so. Able to contrast epic and tender- within his music- the Indian pioneer's work could easily fit in a multitude of films and flicks- from huge blockbusters to charming and quirky Indie endeavours. Showing a love of multiple genres; eager to mix sounds together- to elicit maximum emotional resonance- Bali has the work ethic and talent of the great modern-day composers. He ensures his music is filmic, scenic and orchestral- presenting stunning moves and contrasting sounds. The last name I will bring in is The Prodigy. Music for the Jilted Generation was a dark and menacing album- from the band. Covering more ground- than their debut effort- it slammed harder and more brutally- sonic terrorism was grubby and biting. Catapulting and propulsive, the L.P. sounded like a greatest hits collection- each track seemed more stunning than the last. The scoring of vernal rave and big city ambitions, the sensationalism fireworks crackled, exploded and scolded- leaving the listener dazzled and forewarned. The Fat of the Land remains The Prodigy's masterpiece- their defining and finest hour. Intense Hip-Hop-derived rhythms bustled with imaginatively constructed samples; shouted lyrics and depth are synonymous across the board. The phenomenal production- from Liam Howlett- joined mind-bending Neo-Psychedelia with blood-curdling assaults; funky Hip-Hop with visceral vocals. Introductions and guest spots saw performances exhort cod-mystically and inspiring hypnotisms. The album launched Electronica to the U.S.- it was a hugely influential and revolutionary piece. Bali has presented darker and raved-up moments; bellicose beats and psychosis neurosis- he tends to tone down his Prodigy visceral rage. Showing the same inventiveness, dominance and sheer authority- his songs are rife with multicoloured sounds and electioneering passion. It is worth taking the acts (above) as references- as opposed to sound-alike guides. Bali is an artist that incorporates other acts like he does sounds- they rush by and come to the fore now and then; never become too pressing, obvious and attention-seeking. Our hero is one of the most innovative cross-splicing and cross-pollinating genre-fusers out there; he has that stunning attention to detail- as fervent and stirring as any of the musicians mentioned above. If you are a fan of any of them, you will find a lot to recommend in Bali's music- a young name that means serious business.

Bali has produced acres and multitudes of past work- expanding his horizons and experimenting with sounds. If we look back at Scoundrels of Egypt- that song was released a couple of years back; it is one of our hero's earliest works. Starting dark and heavy, there is a definite cinematic edge. The electronics come out demented and rushing; swirling around one another- you sense danger is afoot. Scratched and stuttered electronics soon bond and fuse; they trip and fall inside one another. Skiffling and shuffling beats rush and build; there is grandeur and hard intentions- the song is alive and urgent. When orchestral strings sway and seduce, the mood intensifies- it is as though the listener is being chased by a villain. A confident and hugely impressive cut, it has the terrific sound of a film soundtrack score- something that could theme a nervy and tense thriller. Dreamscape Nightmare was as evocative as its title suggests. Eerie and haunted beginnings get the listener hooked- the piano notes are singular and punctuated; heavy and hard. When sweeter notes infuse and mingle, that mixture of sour and light blend- the resultant sound is an exciting and tantalising one. Lullaby intentions sit with spectral and groaning howls. Strings come back to play and conspire- there is a stop-start projection that keeps the song unpredictable and tense. The to-and-fro rhythm and sound is hypnotic and exciting; gripping and tender. Shades of The Cinematic Orchestra and Morcheeba sit with one another- quite a languid and sizzling commingle. Bureaucracy- released a couple of years back- has teasing and stuttering opening beats. Massive Attack and Hans Zimmer come to my mind- that hard and heavy force punches in. Slinking and cool lines weave with firm cymbal percussion- that mutates into crunches and stark judders. Soulful and mechanical sensations sound like Prince mixed inside an Electronica blender. Hypnotic and swinging swagger bursts alive- in a concise and short gem. The Truth, Denied was released a year ago- it is a track that showcases natural development and progression. Whereas the early tracks looked at a lot of dark elements, the layering effect hadn't been fully developed- the sounds were more focused and honed. On this number, Bali started to overlap threads and different beats; pushed his experimental mindset and created a stronger and more innovative set of numbers. The Truth' starts slow and ghostly; dark and bubbling undercurrents glisten and burble- the rush soon becomes grand and urgent. Momentum builds and augments; the layers start to stack and weigh down. I would imagine this track could score The Bourne Identity- an early chase scene perhaps; it has that paranoia and cat-and-mouse danger to it. Perfectly able to fit around the opening credits, it is a masterclass in subtle and evocative cinematic drive. Sparks and flickers crackle; electronic rifles and staggers sparkle- the swagger and swing is at its peak here. Learn To Fly began with more soaring and epic openings. Dreaminess and serenity brought some of Morcheeba's early work to mind. Colours crackle and burst; again there is that filmic and cinematic feel- a Breaking Bad opener that packs so much emotion and vividity into its measures. The track stops and builds; backs off and strikes again- it is frantic and insistent. Intense and visceral attacks bite and bleed; they force in- Zimmer-esque and primal, it is a stunning track. Bali's more recent numbers are more evocative and picturesque- instilled with confidence and greater depth, they inspire the mind to dream and imagine. Scenes and sights play out; you project your own film and moments- the music is hugely gripping and atmospheric. Control (The Infinite Button) was released late last year- it is a spacey and cosmic thing. One of Bali's longest tracks, the robots and machines are in orbit. Squelches mix with delicate tip-toe notes- they blend to create something heady and astonishing. Nice and dizzy rhythms repeat and catch the imagination- it is an addictive coda. The core sound does not deviate too much- the layers build on and the mood becomes more packed and colourful. Harsh and soft beats spoil with one another; the track breathes and expands- becoming more urgent and hard towards the end. Drawing in Massive Attack's dreamy and insatiable epics, the serenity and semi-dangerous mood turns into a feral animal. Hard and violent Dub-step attacks are rage-filled and high on crystal meth. Chaos and Armageddon remind me of The Prodigy's most vitriolic and visceral elements- it is the sound of carnage and explosion. The development and progression made- over the last couple of years- has led to Daze Blue. Sparring softer and more pressing elements, it has a lot in common with his later work. Over the years, Bali has developed and galvanised his music; incorporates more sounds, emotions and genres into his art- he has become more daring and unrestricted. This means his next sounds are likely to become more dramatic; filled and exhilarating- marking himself out as a potential film composing legend. Injected the same flair and wonder as the likes of Zimmer, Bali has the potential to make his way into huge films and T.V. dramas.

One of Bali's long and epic tracks, Daze Blue promises epic proportions- before a single note has been presented. Tinny and hollow percussion sounds reverberate to begin- mixing Asian sounds with Trip-Hop elements (of the '90s). Bubbling and dazed, the sound has an intimacy and relatable edge- there is smoothness and serenity afoot. Sublimation and passion melt into one another; the percussive smacks and primal beats start to glisten and campaign. Controlled and perambulating, the song is a travelator of sound- it moves at a brisk pace but does not get out of hand; it keeps pressing and driving forward. Showcasing elements of Massive Attack's Mezzanine highs, that underlying tension and scintillating drama works away in the undergrowth- it once more puts me in mind of a film soundtrack. Coming across as the perfect opening scene from a thriller or anxious Indie flick, you start to conspire and imagine- scenes, chases and weather fills my mind. I imagine a Russian night: the hero is stepping off a train- into the chill and rain. Bathed in odd neon lights, he urgently walks the streets- looking into the shadows (of nearby bars and all-night stores). As the credits start to appear, strangers and taxis stop and stare; the nerves build and the rain becomes heavier. Making his way into a doorway, the muscular agent loads his gun; wipes his brow clean and makes his next move. Looking at some scrawled papers, he elicits a smile- running down an alleyway the sense of imminent atmosphere is close. Crackling and crunching beats- mixing in Kid A sounds with Massive Attack- conspire in a melange of shady and street-leveled sounds. Hip-Hop and Trip-Hop menace flexes its chest and presents a steely gaze- the night is becoming more fraught and alive. The legitimate urgency never gets out of your head; the junkie violence of the Russian streets are drenched in water and vagrants; the hero is back under the street lights- so much atmosphere and potential is presented (without a single word being sung). When the heroine comes to the fold, she is an alluring and seductive Siren- the lady in the black dress; red-lipped and come-hither, she beckons the hero forth- from the arresting glow of a vodka bar doorway. Her words see "Empty faces/Vacant stares." In haunted places, is there anyone there? If I detach myself- briefly- from the cinematic lure of the soundtrack- I will interpret the lyrics. It seems like the heroine is caught in a miasma and heartache avenue- the emotional grip and burdenous heaviness is weighing her down. Our author explains the song is representative of a creative block- that 'daze' one gets when trying to climb out of the turmoil of stifled and dried-up imagination. You can hear that anxiety and hopelessness come out in the voice- the heroine floats and sighs; lost in her own pain, the performance is a stunning one. Mixed fairly low in the mix, the composition and beats are more defined and pressing- adding that sense of urgency and conviction. The mood and score become more insistent and bolstering; the layers build once more- our heroine admits that  the "flame's losing the flare." Defining emotional hurt and a stressful lack of ideas, you root for her- wonder whether she can climb out of the hole. Back to the movie parable; the restless and heady electronics (and beats) mix with warped and spacey notes- adding desperation and free-fall arrest. Massive Attack and The Prodigy mingle alongside one another; Bali presents his own version and interpretations (of their bellicose and prodigious mandates)- Daze Blue grows in stature as the track progresses. Our film hero has made his way to the doorway; entranced by the glare of the scarlet femme fatale; the smoky and Teutonic sensations draw the assassin forth. Our song's heroine never loses her momentum and intentions- the vocals entwine and tangle inside one another. Surrounded by "Melancholic sounds" and "a dying drumbeat", her soul and heart are starting to slow and die- she is floating and back in a daze. Enraptured by the stuttering and forceful beats, the heroine seems delirious and overcome- the full force of emotions are taking their hold. Not as packed and busy as numbers like Control (The Infinite Button), Daze Blue is more level-headed and focus- that depressive and aching pain is perfectly summed-up and defined. Tripping primacy see-saws with sizzling electronics (and an unending sense of pummel and spectral grip)- classic edges start to creep into the soundtrack. Tender piano notes tease with masculine beats and electronics; creating a beautiful and fascinating concoction. The tension starts to subside a little to allow the heroine's voice to come back in- only for a moment, as stringent and rousing strings bring the song back to its peak. Our heroine asks- the world- to "Inhale me now"; lost in a "Twisted reality", she is spiraling away from the world- desperate to gain that creative spark and sense of purpose. From the Russian bar, gunfire breaks out- screams are heard- as the camera remains on the street- framing the piece without budging and moving. With our hero making his way out of the bar, a black car makes off after him- the daylight starts to break and bathe the city. As the chorus comes into life, the vocal is more defined and clear- her daze blue is haunting the soul. Enmeshed in a myriad of shuffling beats and tense shifts, the song gets inside of your head- Bali makes sure the tension and atmosphere does not relent. Not overtly bombastic or too calmed (and revered), Daze Blue is an assault on the senses- able to tantilise and entrance; stand to attention and get under the skin. Addictive, catchy and nuanced, the song is a dazzling display of musical rhetoric- made golden by Sailesh's sensual and demanding voice. Filled with conviction, emotion and potency, you are caught up in her plight- rooting for her. Spiked guitar stabs come into the fold towards the final moments- that insistent beat keeps pressing and pulsating. The dizzying sounds weave inside one another; the layers and components flair and sizzle- the final moments are dedicated to conclusionary electronic sweeps and darkened swathes. Back in the film piece, the hero reads his note once more- he is outside a building- it is near lunchtime now. Heading into an embassy building- gun loaded- the scene fades and the intrigue is laced. Daze Blue is a song that gets the mind working and imagining- you are hooked by the lyrics and sounds but project your own scenes and ideas. Having so much to take in, it is a track that results in repeated listens- each new encounter sees new beauties being revealed; you try to get to grips with all the different sounds, vocals and words.

Daze Blue is another stunning cut from Bali. Showing his restless and endless creativity, it is unlike anything he has produced- uniting his early day work with his more innovative later sounds. His latest testament is a symphony of dazzling sounds, fraught emotions and a feeling of dislocation- quite a heady and flavoursome brew. Before I pass plaudits to the main players, it is worth mentioning the song itself. The production allows the composition to reign and pervade- the vocal is a little lower in the mix. This does not create an imbalance and sense of disjointment- the voice is intended to be haunting and spectral. The composition itself is packed with life and different edges. Massive Attack and Prodigy's attack and stylisations sit with Morcheeba swoon and calm. Bali injects his propriety talent and secrets into the song; those staggeringly evocative and alert sounds- that haunting-cum-hard resonance. Marrying qualitative touches of '90s Trip-Hop with Urban elements, the song is one of his most evocative and nuanced to date- he is at the peak of his creative powers. With lyrics that look inside the mind of creativity and desert dry; it is an original and ever-relevant theme. Most of us- who write and create- have been in that position- where the mind is not as fervent and inspired as it should be. Bali represents this with some scintillatingly heady words and representations- the language is simple and economical; he manages to whip up the maximum amount of acuity with few lines. Bali himself highlights his innovative and genre-splicing qualities; Daze Blue is a riot of variable sounds and genres- the song never sounds too compacted and unfocused. Ensuring evocation and urgency dictate events, the track is capable of unifying lovers of Trip-Hop and Electronica; draw in new fans and supporters- it has a serene and passionate edge (that will appeal to Pop and Electro.-Pop devotees). Nikita Sailesh is a voice I want to hear more of- on Daze Blue she entrances and captivates. Not too overpowering and full-on, her voice is arresting and beautiful. Able to conjure up dazed and overwhelmed fatigue; striking and impassioned pleas, it is a fantastic performance. Seamlessly mixing her vocals into the heady mix- I hope the two work together in the future. Overall, you get a fantastic track that is unique as it is familiar. The likes of Massive Attack and Morcheeba would snap it up for sure- it possess shades of each; that contrast of beauty and force. As much as anything, it is Bali's distinct voice and unparalleled ingenuity and talent (that shine). So few songs and artists resonate in the modern scene. Having investigated Bali's cannon of work- and Daze Blue- I am compelled to keep up-to-date- watch out for new offerings and cuts. I am predicting a big 2015 (for the artist); a bumper year that will see his name be spread far and wide.

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Blending elements of Morcheeba with Massive Attack is a trick few have pulled off- even fewer have attempted it. Antriksh Bali is an artist that has no limitations and boundaries- he pours his childhood and heroes into his own stunning centrifuge. What is produced are songs of the highest degree- the magnitude and excellence of the most alarming order. Daze Blue is a typically adventurous and agile cut; a song that displays the young artist's creative ingenuity and vibrancy. In Britain there is no excuse for complacency and laziness- we are one of the most multicultural and cosmopolitan nations on earth. Our human economy not only draws diverse cultures together harmoniously- for the most part anyway- that in turn is compelling our wisest and most worthy musicians. Having such a gigantic musical history (in the annals waiting to be reappraised); combined with some pretty impressive new artists, nobody has an excuse for limiting their ambitions and music- being predictable and safe is such a boring way of life. Bali is an artist that is entrancing and captivating his native India; his music is translating across the continent- many reviewers and listeners in Europe have been tuning into his unique blend of sounds. On the evidence of his current single, it will not be too long until more nations and continents are aware and amazed- the wave of reputation and word-of-mouth is augmenting. I am not going as far to exculpate the music industry- those that do not pioneer should be scolded to an extent. With acts like Bali showing new sides and possibilities, his songs should act as references and guides- inspire newcomers to be a bit more daring and vivacious. I will leave with a thought on India and experimentation. Before you read this review- and up until a few weeks ago- you may have been unfamiliar with Asian music- I was a little naive to its charms and possibilities. The hegemony and dominance of the U.K. and U.S. needs some challenge and competition; other nations are deserving of spoils and riches- the next few years will see some transformation and diversification. I am a huge supporter of Australian music; I wonder whether its location and position- on the globe- is putting people off- whether is a little too far away from the beaten track. The same may be true of Asia and South America- the only reason North American music is appreciated is because of a rich history. Social media, the music press and journalists should be playing their part- get their mindset away from the familiar and towards far-off locations. Bali is the embodiment of the flair and bravery shown among some new musicians- the type of person not content to just stamp out the same old stuff. Sceptics and the doubting Thomases may claim there have always been ambitious and innovative musicians (around the world)- I agree; their numbers are in the minority. There are still too many boring and bland guitar bands; the heavy dose of saccharine and nauseating Pop clowns- aimless music that has no sense of longevity and inspiration. Daze Blue is a track that should inspire fresh minds and musicians (wanting to try something different). It is a slab of brilliance that highlights the purposefulness of one of the music world's most innovative musicians. At the very least, Bali should be used as a case study: someone who is not willing to be labelled and confined. As I type my final words- for a couple of weeks at least- it is great to be able to assess an Indian musician- my mind has been stuck in Europe and North America for too long. And who knows- maybe I will get the chance to review more Indian acts; some African bands; I just need to find them. Daze Blue is unlike anything I have heard- a song that reminds me of the Trip-Hop greats; the masters of the Ambient smooth- a phenomenal parabond that has influenced an incredible track. I hope Bali comes to London to play; it is likely there are crowds and hungry fans waiting- I am certainly going to get the word out. It seems the young master is a fervent and busy creative mind; 2015 may see an E.P. or album from him- that will surely bring his name and reputation to a wider audience. If you are mired in the quicksand of spineless Indie bands; the honey-sickly gloopings of Pop muppets- you surely yearn for something more daring, fascinating and deep?! With this in mind, you will find Daze Blue a hard treat to beat. It is a song that raises the spirits; rouses the soul; raises the excitement levels. In its distilled essences it's...

A colourful trip that is likely to lead you to addiction.

 

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E.P. Review: Calgaris- I

E.P. REVIEW:

Calgaris

I

9.7/10.0

I is available at (this link does not include the track Knots):

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(The Bandcamp (official release) link is available soon- giving you the option to pay what you want)

TRACKLISTING: Knots (Intro.)- 9.6/10.0 APLT- 9.7 Sugar- 9.8 Holy Books- 9.8

STANDOUT CUT: Holy Books

RELEASED: 22nd September, 2014

GENRES: Indie-Rock ______________________________________________________

One of the most immediate and impressive young bands (I have heard)- Calgaris are an act with a big future.  Their E.P. I has been gaining some incredible early press.  Make sure you investigate the wonders of this staggering Yorkshire quartet

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THIS review will mark a bit of a milestone...

as it will be my final band review. I have already written the review for Jingo's album The Art of Loving- it will be published on Sunday. The writing process- of both reviews- is like a late-career Beatles move- not that I am bigger than The Beatles! Jingo's review was an exceptional treat but its 11,000 words seemed like a Let It Be process- trying my hardest to sum up their magnificent music- without repeating myself. Calgaris are the Abbey Road band- released first but a lot more care-free. As such, the word count and content is a bit reduced. My featured act is a new band out the blocks- they are putting their first moves together. Before I introduce them, I want to raise one point: northern bands. As Jingo are a London band- and my next review subject is an Indian solo act- I am back up north. I am sure I will some more reviews in; for now, it is great to hear a fine and noble northern act- a group that have some serious credentials. Having been contacted by band member Matt McGoldrick, I am lucky enough to have uncovered a fervent and ambitious young band- one that want to make a big name for themselves. I have a bit of an eidetic memory- when it comes to bands- and can always remember the sounds and sights- distinguish the good from the band. Over the last few months, I have assessed a lot of variation and difference. No two bands tend to sound the same; you get a slight difference with each- the Indie-Rock genre is one of the most hotly-contested and crowded. When an act comes along- that plays in this genre- that stands out from their contemporaries, it is always impressive to behold their music. This year is seeing a huge influx of young bands come through; new acts that want to make their stamp- it is hard to take it all in. I have witnessed a lot of new bands fail at the first hurdle- fall without an inkling for quality and originality. Most of the fantastic new bands are originating from London and the north- Yorkshire has proved particularly fertile. The huge festivals- and their stages for newcomers- are seeing a lot of the county's bands gain exposure and rising acclaim- the likes of CryBabyCry have just played Leeds (an act I have reviewed recently). Although Calgaris are a sapling group- and have a lot more in them- they have a distinct and original sound (that stands them in good stead). It seems they will be making some waves in the future; climbing their way up the ladder- their debut E.P., I is an exciting and action-packed record. When thinking about new acts and artists, I am always looking at those initial movements; the first signs and sensations- they are the most vital. Plenty of eagerness and determination comes through in the music- (Matt) speaks fondly and passionately about music and the future- the band are intent on a long stay. This year has been a busy and creative one for the quartet; the next year will see them take their songs on the road and plan new movements- on the evidence of their debut E.P., the demand will rise and augment. Before I get down to another point, let me introduce you to the band:

Matt / Richard / Craig / Simone

"Previously known as 'One Stop Railway', Calgaris is a brand new identity, which was born at the start of 2014. A young band from Huddersfield and Bradford, Calgaris combine impassioned vocals with pounding beats, driving guitars and electronic touches."

Sound combinations and blends are essential and much-needed- too many bands seem too linear and honed. If the best of the mainstream have proven anything, it is elementary to expand your palette- draw out some unexpected sounds (and stretch your ambitions). Calgaris are the embodiment of the new wave of thoughtful bands- those that are going beyond the norm. I still hear so many acts that have a very predictable and boring guitar sound; are not taking the trouble to offer the listener anything fresh and unexpected. I am not saying you need to unleash something so bizarre and scattershot- that it alienates and confuses- so much can be achieved just by tweaking strings; infusing electronic elements- taking the trouble to put some imagination into your songs. It is hard to strike a necessary balance: make sure your sounds are concentrated and focused- remaining fully diverse and itinerant. Calgaris's forthcoming E.P. will show how it should be done- striking that necessary balance, and unveiling sounds that few other groups are playing. The band market is never going to stop drawing in and inspiring- the numbers will swell and grow as the years go on. I am in the process of putting together an act and making sure (my songs) are as original and stirring as they can be- not just your run-of-the-mill clichés. The only way to propel the creative process; solidify and grow my own music, is take inspiration from the best of the new breed- the likes of Calgaris are providing fuel and ammunition. Before I get down to investigating their music, I will finish on one point- the dedication of musicians. A lot of times- when contacting artists about music or receiving requests- there is not a lot of personability and communication. Too many acts and artists seem aloof and distance; I have to chase them up for information- their own self-interest and motives seem paramount. In the maelstrom of variable quality and mixed personalities, Calgaris are among the most passionate and dedicated out there- nothing means more than getting their music out; connecting with listeners and reviewers. Too few out there have this regard and consideration; happy to float songs in the ether and assume good words will come- it is very naive and foolhardy. Of course, the music needs to back up the friendliness and thoughtfulness- if the tunes are weak then the whole endeavour is flawed and lacking. Calgaris back their words with some seriously memorable and nuanced tracks; songs that are perfect for all weathers and occassions- they put you in mind of some classic acts (but have their own inimitable flavour). It is about time I get down to investigating the act of the hour.

If you are looking for comparable bands- acts that have inspired Calgaris- then there are a few that can be mentioned. The band is pretty distinct and incomparable, but some acts have had a bearing on their sound- the way they go about doing things. A group I have mentioned a few times recently- when assessing new acts- is Bloc Party. This is an collective that continue to influence and inspire upcoming acts; their bracing and compelling sound is hard to refute. Intimacy is an album- from Bloc Party- that can be heard on Calgaris's debut cut. Critics responded well to Bloc Party's 2008 album. Noting its sweatiness and circularity; savagery and submission- a boiling pot of lust and sexuality was unleashed. The album possessed vivid honesty and earnestness- that was missing from early cuts- and saw the band dispense with their overt and one-dimensional cool. Intimacy was a masterclass of rhythmic intensity and Rock hardness; it was brave, heartfelt and emotive. A Weekend in the City was a Bloc Party album that brought intimacy and nervous energy out. Rampant and jagged edges sat with emotive outpouring and reflection- some saw it is as quite an awkward and mixed album. Critics noted how the anger and confusion resulted in terrific music; how the paranoia and dirty dishevel arced to present unity and togetherness- the album revealed its charms as the songs progressed. Wrecked, nervous, wild and graceful- the album seemed to possess every emotion. The immediacy and impact (the songs had) was impossible to overlook- it was seen as a modern-day diamond. Genuine contentment came through among angry and rage-filled moments. Calgaris infuse the same mixtures and mood swings in their music. The quality is high and endless; they trade anger and sweat with some graceful beauty and delicate touches- the same qualities that defined Bloc Party's best moments. The anthemic and cold-as-ice jams- that showed up on Silent Alarm- find their way onto I- the band manage to appropriate Bloc Party's finest qualities; sprinkling it into their boiling and trippy cauldron. When listening to I's tracks, you get that same feeling of confidence and ambition- the fact they cram so much into their music- the sense of nuance defines their music. The 1975 are a band making some serious strides- inspiring a lot of new bands (and gaining critical acclaim). The Mancunian boys unveiled their debut a year ago- it was an album that solidified and underlined their intentions. Seen as one of the finest Indie L.P.s of 2013, it showcased great Pop moments with plenty of depth. The L.P. The 1975 shared a love of Michael Jackson's '80s work- as do Calgaris. The band infused Jacko-esque synths. and elements of his early-career work. This is a sound that is being seen on a lot of current Electro.-Pop albums. On their self-titled debut, the band managed to make 16 songs sound fresh and urgent- keeping your attention held. Being a writer (who intends on having 15 tracks on a debut album), I wonder whether critics respond to long and ambitious albums- or whether they write it off as over-ambitious and tedious. A great deal of Indie bands are formulaic and derivative; The 1975 crammed hooks and stunning melodies onto their L.P. Taking inspiration from the likes of The Thompson Twins and China Crisis, the boys genre-jilted (and sounded gloriously off-kilter). Hugely unique and distinct, The 1975 was an album that resonated with critics- topping their 'end-of-year' accolades lists. Whilst some reviewers were ambivalent and less laudable, the main focus lay with the compelling (tenor) vocals and swooning songs. Drawing in the likes of Temper Trap, INXS, Peter Gabriel and Passion Pit; the songs reflected sophistication and endless experimentation. Soulful Pop songs mutated into uniquely phrased jams and narrative moment. Genre-melting experiments sparred with anthemic stadium rock- each song sounded like a film cut; a classic soundtrack staple. Timeless and compelling, The 1975 created a gem. Calgaris take inspiration from the boys and infuse the same blends of sophistication, grace, power and unexpectdeness- they melt Pop melodies with driving anthems; stunningly detailed filmic scenes and raw passionate drives. It is likely the band will carve a 1975-esque album in the future. Whether it will have as many tracks- or will be shorter- is yet to be seen- they have the ammunition and potential. Feeder are the final act I will mention. If I had to draw in a couple of their albums- that could have influenced Calgaris- it would be Echo Park and Renegades. Two of the band's best works, Echo Park saw fast Rock instrumentation sizzle and snap; sampled guitar riffs (and experimental sounds) fused together- delicate Britpop melodies mingled with Foo Fighters-esque pummel and anthems. Bridging U.K. and U.S. music, the delicate vocals made ballads easy on the ear; the harder numbers were infused with plenty of panache and stir. Snappy songs and bristling scenery backed very British messages- the super-confident and expansive lyrics saw the band at their most meaningful and direct. Renegades showed tightness and focus come into the music- few of the tracks exceeded the 3-minute mark. The invigorated surges and power chords made their songs stand to attention; the life and zest that mandates the sound- the album provide their best efforts since Echo Park. Although the band (Feeder) have come to the point of diminishing returns, you cannot ignore their legacy and influence- they have inspired a legion of current bands. Calgaris present elements of Feeder in their heyday- those incredible riffs and blends of British and American sounds. Bits of Foo Fighters-cum-Blur unite their Pop melodies with Hard-Rock anthems.

It is hard to compare I with any previous (band) work- this is their first foray into the music world. Having been performing live- before the E.P.'s inception- the guys have been growing in confidence and stature. Their first offerings signals an act with plenty to say- masses of emotion and potency goes into the E.P. It will be interesting to see if they modify their sound on future releases, or stick with their stunning formula- it is a rare sound that means their songs stand out. When investigating I, it hard to not be impressed by the confidence and intuition- it runs right the way across the E.P. They have elements of Feeder and The 1975, yet provide their own presentations and sense of directions. Incorporating the former's flair and passion with the latter's anthemics and calmer moments- the resultant blend is a scintillating and crackling dish. There is no weakness or fatigue across the E.P.; each song offers something new and fresh- moments go from bracing and invigorating to imploring and alluring. It is always pertinent to judge a band on the here and now- never look back and try to compare. One of the greatest critical follies is when a reviewer holds an album in high regard- uses it as a benchmark. Subsequently, if later albums do not hit that particular standard- they probably won't- the efforts are adjudged a failure. This happens a lot with new music. Reviewers often compare bands (with others) too stringently- expect them to be as good and wonderful. If they create a cracking debut, they expect the next album to be even better- unrealistic expectations are put on the shoulders. As stunning as Calgaris are out of the blocks, they will be keeping their sounds and songs fresh and different- not trying to replicate the mandates and templates on I. It is amazing just how tight and assured they are early on- you can tell the songs have been perfected and honed. There is not too much fastidiousness and perfectionism- there is plenty of raw energy and improvisations. The songwriting and lyrics are consistently focused and impressive; plenty of stunning detail goes into them- the deadly strikes are severely impressive. No two of their songs sound alike; they take the trouble to create distinct and unique songs- this will open up future possibilities. Whether they choose to produce a new E.P. or album- or a string of singles- you can be sure that same unimpeachable quality control and sense of mesmerisation remains firm. The band are fans of a myriad of genres and bands; they are mad for music and present multifarious threads into their own sound- you can hear that passion and authority come through boldly.

Opening up I is an intriguing and fascinating scene entitled Knots. A brief and truncated introductory lead-in, the track is swooping and sweeping; it is moody and shimmering- tripped-out and weird slacker notes are a collage of cosmic considerations. Mingling shades of Sigur Rós, Joanna Newsom and Pink Floyd- with some of Muse's intergalactic oddities- it grabs you. Wordless vocals intertwine and tangle- the knots are not restricted to compositional elements- projected ghostly and strained sounds haunt away. Delirious and spacey oeuvres float into the stratosphere; the guitar notes twist and contort with ecstasy and rapturous passion- against more jarring electronics- the resultant concoction is phenomenal. Quite a brave and unusual opener, the quartet circumvent your predictions and expectations. Most bands would launch straight in with a heavy number- get things ignited as quick as possible. Knowing how strong their material is, Calgaris offer something more detailed and unexpected- a snippet of sound that hints at possible potential. Following the fascinating, dreamy and strange introduction- you wonder what the first track (fully-fledged) will sound like. The cosmic and space-orbiting beauty of Knots leads to a glistening and stampeding Pop intro. The percussion gallops and crackles; the guitars glisten in the sun- a little bit of The Smiths comes out. APLT hooks you from the very first notes; it grows and begins to stomp. The percussion grows in fever and intensity; stamping and stomping its mark, the vocal comes into effect- the performance has an energy and sense of purpose that makes the words stand out. Inside a danceable and engaging sonic whirlpool (a house lingers); one that has so many doors and rooms- "so much history." You begin to piece together the home and occupants; the walls and colour schemes- everything starts to come to life. Painting a vivid and detailed picture, our hero lets his tones swoop and guide. Ensconced with his spouse (and her mum), there is a familial charm and wittiness to proceedings- the themes and storyline is highly original and impressively narrated. Displaying the northern humour and scenic unfoldings of The Smiths and their acolytes, you are hooked into the song.  Parts of Jamie T's Kings & Queens' charm and voice presents itself in the spirited and twisted take- on the vagaries (of modern life). That same expressiveness and vitality; the way he perfectly highlights the sterile atmosphere of the city streets- this all comes through in APLT. The house sees the sun set; the smells and olfactory images are projected- the first consideration is getting into "your mum's best wine." Bonhomie and grace are uttered by the strings; it leads to a rapturous blitz of electronics- mixing with guitar, bass and percussion- the Electro.-Pop element blends with Indie-Rock to create a perfect partnership- like the two lovers dancing with one another. Down in the basement the pair unite and twirl; the joy and sense of freedom is tangible. Like a surveyance of modern life- Calgaris's take on Parklife- all sorts of characters and neighbour dramas are unveiled. One of the neighbours has blood on his hand- inside his house lies the victim. That drama and searing tension is not dumbed-down or overlooked; the vocal projects a sense of seriousness while managing to remain someone buoyant and energised- ensuring the words do not come across as too depressing and mordant. The drama and sense of pace keeps running and charging; hoodlums and violent gangs lurk on the street. From the perfect homely warmth- of that charming house- comes the reality of the street- the vicissitudes and dangers that lurk around every corner. The generations are offering villains and violent thugs; our hero fears for his life- it seems everything outside his four walls provides malice and blood-shed. With an urban warfare unfolding, our frontman is left "shaking" and "scared (for my) life." The only way to survive (the anxieties and hazards of the streets) is to decamp to the basement- shut the doors and hide away. The vocals and atmosphere layers and climbs; the urgency and weight grows and expands- there is still a huge emphasis on energy and elliptical presentation. Mixing some elements of You Me at Six- with a very unique take- it is a riot of wonderful sounds and blends. It is a shame the streets and neighbourhoods offer nothing but rage and heartache. The idioms of the concrete jungle are taking their toll. Although the sweethearts are making "calls to the police", the band never let go of their rainbow assault- the electronics fizz with intent; the vocal powers and projects with immense force and passion. Captured by the lyrical intricacies and progressing story-line, I was struck by how original a song it is- few bands take their minds away from love and themes of relationship heartache. Not only is APLT such a brilliantly fascinating mini-opera; it is a bristling étude into the ever-present horrors of modern Britain. Able to get the body moving, the crowds chanting- it is a song that seduces in so many different ways. Most people- at the biggest festivals- would not usually chant lines of neighbourhood murders and gang violence- they will be soon! That contrast of intimate wine-drinking contentment- and dark and seedy underbelly- fuses magnificently- in a song that steals the breath. Sugar swings out the blocks with industrial clatter and combobulation- the sound of waste being dumped on a concrete floor. The smash and breakage leads to a howling execration riff- one that stings, wails and swaggers. After the intrigue opening few seconds, the band spare no time in getting things going- pulling out a top-drawer riff that lifts the bones from the body. Recently, a list of the top 100 guitar riffs was conducted (by the BBC)- Led Zeppelin's Whole Lotta Love won. Looking down the list, there are some pretty ineffectual and weak riffs. Calgaris make their claim for the top leagues; pulling out a hell of a lot of firepower and vitality- a rambunctious and sweaty clammer the likes of Bloc Party would have killed for. Meaty, intense and rampaging; the instability grabs onto your brain- it has a great mix of U.S. Grunge and Garage in addition to Britpop majesty. Letting the listener imagine, guess and speculate- what is to come- the initial phases of Sugar do not rot the teeth- they kick them clean out of the head. Not sweet and saccharine, it summons the kind of fist-moving fury methotrexate could not cure. When our hero arrives at the microphone, his voice is intent and clear- his thoughts laid bare and his determination unbeatable. Containing some echo and reverb, the vocal combines strong clarity with atmospheric heady fuzz- a concoction that ensures the lyrics have that additional measure of invigoration and spellbind. Speaking to his sweetheart- or former love- he wants her to say the words he longs to hear- the urgency and projection (of the vocal) gets the prefrontal cortex working overtime. Having undertones of singers like Jack White, Rob Thomas and Thom Yorke; the electrifying and gripping delivery has some edge, vulnerability and feral attack- a concoction that is defined by its passion and persistence. Keen to be fed "lies and pleasantries"; that option is better than facing fears- you start to speculate what is being referenced. In my thoughts, maybe the relationship is on the rocks; reaching its dying days- that revelation may be too bitter to swallow. Preferring deceit and soul-soothing words, our frontman is tripping around the truth; keen to avoid the axe falling- that openness and sensitivity is rare to find. A lot of songs reverse gender roles and situations: go on the attack or show their lead a bit arrogant and aloof. By having a song that presents genuine fear and hurt, it makes it stand out- combined with the attacking and primal guitar work, it is a psychotropic and scintillating flirtation. The delivery of the words remains controlled and measured; the lines are delineated with a strict pace- meaning every word is understood (and gets inside of your head). Instead of tumbling lyrics and needlessly spitting, our hero shows consideration for clarity, atmosphere and posterity. That insanely pressing and rollicking battle- between strings, percussion and bass- makes the lyrics vivid and dripping (with sweat and emotion). When the love breaks down and dies- that is being accepted now- our hero wants to be remembered- have his girl hold his name and not forget what they have been through. Never succumbing to tearfulness or weakness, our man keeps his spine firm- showing some emotion but not letting it overwhelm the senses. Blending together the best elements of '90s Garage/Grunge- The White Stripes, The Von Bondies, Soundgarden etc.- into the fray; together with lacing of personality and individual intent- you have a song that burnishes with a splendid commingle of grit, passion and sensitivity. The chorus is met with a round of unified vocals; chanted and belted, the song's title becomes a call-out to the world- a cry that rings with masculine force and emotional candour. What is being offered- the harsh truth- is a poison of jagged pills; sugar is easier to swallow- a panacea for the pain. Carried away on the grumbling and rumbling riff, our hero unites with his cohorts- the chorus contains an incredibly tight and focused assault. Perhaps not as down-turned and beaten as once feared, our hero begins life- after the chorus ends- in renewed spirit. Perhaps the relationship (ending) has been a good thing; our man seems intent to escape confinement and limitations. Being trapped by the nefarious aspects of love- the power games, head messing and need to be controlling- the heroine is being stripped and humbled- our hero is a man with a message. The riff matches morose and smirking swing with an endlessly compelling bite and machete kick- a stone-cold pendulum that could easily fit on a Jack White record. That fuzzy and strung-out delirium does not get out of hand (or drunkenly stumble)- it is a crystalline and determined rifle. Our frontman's vocal remains impressively resolute and strong; the confidence and self-assurance increases as he inculpates his lover. You wonder whether this lease of independence (is as a result of emotional clarity) or the consequence of a messy break-up- I wonder whether the hero is starting to spiral a little. When it is said there are "genuine concerns" and (the fact he'll) "never learn"; maybe alarm bells ring- perhaps there is a downward emotional trajectory unfolding. The chorus's reintroduction brings back that sweet-sour contrast- the truth of reality is a bitter and sharp taste; his mouth is filled with copper tang, blood-taste regrets and alcoholic linger. Something more soothing and medicinal is required. That recriminated and angered core begins to crown and bludgeon- his sweetheart damn sure better not forget his name! The movie hero astride a motorcycle, that cocksure and rebellious attitude is crackling and intense- the cool and composed delivery ensures you are rooting for him. In the swirls and unsalable grasp of the composition, you cannot help but to move your feet and sing along- even break out the air guitar! It is a chunky and sexy tongue-licking bite- that demands the amps be turned up to 11 (a sure-fire festival monster of the future). Designed to get the crowds jumping; the tired tongues singing aloud- it is unashamedly memorable and anthemic. Betraying a debt to no-one, the guys harmonise with menacing intent- their notes and weaves are designed to mess with the senses. That chorus is one of the most striking facets- it is both catchy and pummeling; uplifting and accusatory- a heady brew indeed. Cramming as much confidence and attack into one track- as a lot of acts do in an E.P. or album-it is an incredibly strong continuation of intent.

If Sugar's title had some irony and misleading possibilities, you wonder what Holy Books will provide- if there is irreligious and atheistic prophecy (or something purer and more divine). The swelling and elongated organ hum- of the introduction's early moments- makes me think of both possibilities. There is a purity and gracefulness to it; a sense of danger and possible explosion- once more the band subvert expectation; keep you guessing and prime the imagination. Fragmented, reverse-sounding and experimental, the sounds rush and swell- like ocean waves pulling you in; recollections of Prog. masters and Psychedelic wonders come through. Following the opening salvo's dirty Rock luster, here there is something more temporised and focused. Following from the head-spinning choral mantra, piano notes come in- struck initially...an ellipsis is unfolded, before another note is firmly uttered. It gives the song a combination of stern romance-cum-urgency that gets you intrigued and hooked- just how will the track unfold? The graceful and immaculately swooning vocal (that enters) is an unexpected sound. From the Rock god grime and gravel (of the opener); we now hear the tender and chorister hero- with a heartbreaking vocal delivery. Mixing R 'n' B soulfulness with stunningly pure falsetto, the song goes into romantic territory. Bathed by the moonlight and the twilight glow, there is a bit of an edge to the profferings. At first, promises are investigated; being treated right- staying pure and righteous. As the story and background is unveiled, it seems the song's hero has been mislead- "She swore to you that she was 17." Perhaps a juvenile and deceitful heroine has been leading the man astray- instantly your mind bonds to avenues of mis-matched love and something a little seedy. Under the graceful and exceptional spine-tingle of the vocal tremulousness, there is a great juxtaposition- the words become darker and slightly perverted; the presentation nothing but ethereal and transcendent. Pouring as much chocolate, silk and sexuality into a voice (as I have heard), our hero acts as a pastor and guiding light- someone who is casting blame and looking down (at the scene). It seems the hero knew the truth all along- with regards the real age of the girl- but tried to fool himself. Maybe knowing- that the bond is perhaps ill-judged and unwise- the ingenue heroine is a bit surprised- her man wants to be friends; pushing her aside. Backing the frontman's smooth and purifying vocal are sparse and evocative clicks; slinky R 'n' B beats- it is minimalist but hugely evocative. Biblical messages are the synonym for judgement- they seem irrelevant in the modern age. When situations like this arise- a young woman falls for an older man- fingers are pointed and naysayers get moralistic and preachy. Immune to the irony and irrelevance of holy scripture, they need to open their mind (and get in the real world). There is righteousness and universal truth in Holy Books- we all need love and closeness; the sense of not being alone. Every person wants to find someone who makes them feel less hollow and lonely- age gaps and cultural differences are not barriers; they are merely numbers and differences. In a world where there is too much sermonising and judgmental attack; embrace what life offers- the song's heroine is wise beyond her years. Unsurprised by continued and endless judgement, there is a need to break free and escape- the modern life Romeo and Juliet are being pilloried and divided (by narrow-minded forces). You root for the heroine and want her to be happy; she is being pushed away for no good reason- that tangible sense of sorrow and regret comes through. It is the heartbreaking and spellbinding vocal that makes the song such a naked and stunning gem- such a contradiction to the events of Sugar. Calgaris have effortlessly evolved from low-down sweaty strut- where monster riffs feast on the bones- to something gorgeous, wise and hugely evocative. The beats crackle and conspire with haunted piano; our hero's voice rises towards the end. He provides words of solace and hope- the heroine will find light in "the darkest times." Someone worthy and good will win her heart. As our frontman lets his voice soar and rapture, the words are underlined and intensified- hold out for the right person and they will come along. Displaying the same sort of knee-buckling potential (as the likes of) Sam Smith, the vocal is a stunningly entrancing thing- you are sucked into the song's beauty. Not only does it mean the E.P. ends with a gorgeous and powerful ending- it concludes with the finest track. From the trippy and odd beauty of Knots; through Pop majesty and swaggering sweat- the E.P. comes full-circle. It ends with as much brilliance as it begun; has seen so much passion and mesmerise- the band manage to whip up a huge amount of wonderment (across four tracks).  Having accrued some fevered and awed press, the E.P. will be picking up a lot more- giving the vibrant quartet plenty of impetus and patronage.

Before I get down to congratulating the band's players, it is worth investigating the album (some more). The production is incredible and atmospheric throughout. Polished and clear, all of the myriad notes and diversities are given full room to shine- nothing is mixed too low and buried. Most new bands- when unveiling an E.P.- tend to put the vocals too far down the mix. This leads to incomprehensible and muffled offerings; the intelligibility of the lyrics gets lost. All of the vocals, compositions and words come through crisply and concisely (on I). With full consideration towards nuance, emotion and resonance; the production ensures every note and sound glimmers and gleams (with intent). The track listing is perfect, too. Knots is an obvious opener- although it would have worked as a outro. track. APLT is a perfect follow-on (from Knots). It has a wonderful blend of humour, charm, catchiness and darkness- going in too hard or soft would have been an unwise move. From that heaviness-cum-passion arrives Sugar- a song that marries stunning riffs with some accusations and disjointed love. Needing something redemptive and spectral, Holy Books offers just that. A gorgeous swan-song; the band manage to run a full gamut of emotions- ending with uplifting and sensational beauty is the perfect move. Leaving the E.P. on the finest track, the quality increases song-by-song. Far surpassing their contemporaries and peers, Calgaris have crafted a wondrous and sensational E.P. With only three tracks (four if you include Knots) it leaves the listener wanting more- you end the record needing more of their creamy goodness. Most other acts would artlessly shove half a dozen tracks together; pack too much into their records- meaning the quality would dip. On I, Calgaris ensure the quality never dips; there is a constant momentum and sense of fascination- the public are definitely going to want to hear more. Although drops of Jack White, You Me at Six, Thom Yorke and Led Zeppelin may come through (on certain numbers), you are going to struggle to find any sound-alikes- the band are very much in control of their own unique personalities. Fusing multiple genres and decades (through their music) the E.P. is a triumph of style and substance- over copycatting and limited ambitions. It is worth congratulating the incredible drum work that occurs (throughout the E.P.). On numbers like Sugar it is a beastly and primal thing; not only does it wail and unleash its potent power- it manages to keep things controlled (and drive the song forward). Through I, the percussion work guides and drives the songs; keeps the back firm (and offers up so much passion), urgency and soul. Determined and stout; swaggering and pulsating, the performances are consistently gripping. The bass work is brilliant and authoritative. Melodic, tight and muscular, there are so many shades and variations- on each song, new sounds and deliveries come out. Like the greats of bass, Calgaris ensure they do not lazily slop together their bass notes- there is a clear sense of drama, lust and fervency throughout. Snaking and pulsating on Sugar; catchier and more Pop-inspired up top, it is impressive how many genres, lines and layers are worked (into the bass). With the guitars almost stealing focus and attention, plaudits must be paid to them. Together with keys and electronics, the instruments uncover so many different emotions and thoughts. When moods are bad-ass and rebellious, the riffs strut and punch their way through; when cosmic and astral moons swirl and circle- the keys and electronics are suitably evocative and dreamy. On Holy Books the piano is the standout; on Sugar the guitar riffs steal focus; on Knots both spar for focus. The vocal deliveries are stunning throughout. Within cuts like Sugar, that man-on-a-mission grit unites the Blues-Rock gods of the U.S. with the Britpop masters of the U.K.- it is an authoritative and hugely urgent performance. APLT has more Pop-flavoured elements- the vocal remains upbeat and is consistently gripping and emotive. On Holy Books the performance is a still and tremulous revelation- a stunningly pure thing (that showcases the full range on offer). Impressed by the wonderful vocals of our hero, it is an instrument that could achieve anything; sit comfortably within any type of song- it never yields to convention and predictability. The acuity and focus Calgaris put into I results in a sensational and wonderful debut- one of the most impressive sapling E.P.s (I have heard this year). If another E.P. (or album) were to come in 2015, it is going to be one of the most sought-after releases of the year- early feedback has been incredibly laudable and complimentary. It seems that no reviewer or listener will be immune to the wonders and staggering quality of the record- make sure you grab a copy.

Unbridled passion and urgency comes out in I- an E.P. that does Calgaris proud. The northern quartet has their sights trained and set to the coming year- look out for them. It is clear they have ambition and plenty of quality at their disposal. Unlike a lot of modern-day Indie acts, the trio have a unique edge and sense of identity- they are not a humdrum and regurgitated incarnation of Arctic Monkeys. The trio (of fully-fledged numbers) on I showcase plenty of intelligence, conviction and determination; there are layers of sounds and lots of unexpected moments- the force and scintillation is hard to ignore. Not too cocksure and swaggering; never too lightweight and unmemorable, the gang have struck upon a wonderful sound. Their E.P. is a tight, taut and stunning testament to their endeavours and ambitions- I am sure we will be hearing a lot more of them in the near-future. Imbuing their music with tight and compelling performances, incredible vocals- stunningly rich and mesmeric compositions- I am predicting some very good things. Too many up-and-coming acts have little in the way of true potential and uniqueness- even some mainstream artists seem to be bogged-down and stuck in a rut. Calgaris's mix of dirty Rock songs and sweeter Pop moments sits incredibly well together; they have a natural affinity for everything they play- that conviction and urgency comes through strikingly. Before I finish up, it is worth scanning around the U.K.; seeing what new music is offering up- what sort of sounds will be popularised and expounded. I have probably heard my fill of vague and limited Indie bands- it is always nice hearing one with huge potential and a variegated sound. New music's nomenclature rankings will see the best bands defined by originality and difference- not those that lazily play and ply (with little regard for sticking in the mind). Too many bands do not resonate and seduce; their sounds fail to hit at first- dissipating with little charming linger. Calgaris have restored faith and invigoration in me; they are among the hungriest and most pressing bands of today- it will be fascinating to see where they go from here. Already growing in stature- across their native towns- the quartet are gathering steam and propulsion. The Yorkshire-based band's apparel is as distinct, colourful and fashionable as any out there- that blend of cool-cum-classic is a valuable commodity. There are scant few (acts) that unify fascinating sounds and scenes together; ensure they linger in the imagination- Calgaris will be making big steps across 2015. I hope they come down to London so I can see them play; hear I in the flesh- get to witness the music in its natural setting. The guys should be proud of what they have achieved; reconcile this lust and potential into some great future cuts- I am sure they have songs and ideas percolating and circulating their brains. It is just left to me to offer recommendation: check out the intrepid Calgaris and all they have to offer. They are not an act that are going to be short-term and transitory. If you want your music Indie-flavoured; with edges of softer Pop and dirtier grooves- something exciting, anthemic and soft at once- then check them out. So many bands do the bare-minimum (and do not stay in the mind). Calgaris are an act that will definitely strike your brain and soul...

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Track Review: Go Wolf- Talk to You

TRACK REVIEW:

Go Wolf

 

Talk to You

9.5/10.0

Talk to You is available at:

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RELEASED: 12th August, 2014

LABEL: Ooh La La Records

RECORDED BY: Rocky O' Reilly at Start Together Studios

MASTERED BY: Robin Schmidt at 24-96 Mastering

GENRES: Indie-Pop, Electro. ________________________________________________________

They met in a Belfast barber shop- during a poetry-reading night- and have gone onto support the likes of CSS and London Grammar. With a charming back-story and scintillating sense of momentum, Go Wolf will be future headline stars. Talk to You is an incredible mixture of beauty, electronic rush (optimism and infectious Synth.-Pop seductions)- a track that is 210 seconds of unadulterated and unabashed fun

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WHEN considering my featured act...

band variation is at the precipice of my thoughts. I am starting to formulate my own band proposals- one of the reasons I am stepping aside from reviewing- and music's lure is too captivating (to refute). I have four people in mind- to complete the quintet- all of the songs mapped and formulated; the designs and inputs all sorted. Currently I am intoxicated and in awe of Fleetwood Mac's masterpiece Rumours- one of the finest albums in music history. That album has transformed my way of thinking- I will mention Go Wolf soon- and altered my creative projections. Having put the L.P. to one side- for a few years- and reintroduced it to myself; its nuance and passion is inspiring and utterly gripping. The three best tracks on the album- Go Your Own Way, The Chain and Dreams- are all defined by their spirit and energy. There is that mixture of pessimism and optimism; love strife and dreaming- the music across the trio (of songs) is uniformly spellbinding. Away from the top three, gems like Don't Stop and Never Going Back Again are not far behind- it is a majestic and magnetic album. In addition to there being diversity and a range of emotions, it is the band themselves that define the genius- given the turbulence (that defined the album's recording) it is stunning it got completed at all. Deceit and skullduggery came into the studio; the warring members recorded vocals behind each other's back; songs' true meanings were cloaked and sly- poor old Mick Fleetwood was caught in the middle; the peace (and time) keeper. Across the 11 tracks of Rumours, unparalleled wonder was acheived- I am surprised the songs have not affected other bands. Fleetwood Mac do inspire a lot of Folk and Pop acts, yet few modern-day artists (draw directly from them). One of the reasons behind this is the lack of diversity and originality. If you have a quartet or quintet, the members tend to be all-male or all-female- a minority consist of gender mix. Homogenised and culturally limited, a great deal of acts come off as predictable and cliché- artists that take risks are those that stick in the memory. An album like Rumours is so strong because of the male-female perspective shifts- the things McVie and Nicks brought to the table differs from that of Buckingham and Fleetwood. Although the best song on Rumours were written by Lindsey Buckingham- Go Your Own Way- the most compelling enigma variations are Christine McVie's- she covers the most creative ground. The blend of vocals made the songs stand alive; the distinct personalities all blended marvellously- an all-male (or female) band could not write Rumours. This album has compelled me to form my own band- it will have two females; two (other) males- one of whom will be from the U.S.; another from Europe. Songs will be more fully-rounded and fascinating; there are creative possibilities a-plenty- fewer restrictions and borders. I respect acts that stick to a sole sound or a lone gender- it is traditional and safe. When you broaden your band and make-up you open up new possibilities and avenues- Go Wolf have provided this. A relatively new band, their incredible mixture of sounds and genres have been enticing critics. Whereas a lot of modern-day acts are guitar-toting, muscle-flexing examples; Go Wolf are a slick, sophisticated and ambitious act- who prefer intelligence and fascination over force and samey riffs. The trio is a strong unit, but understand the importance of female collaboration- adding special and divine tones into their melting pot of Electro.-Synth wonder. Before I raise a couple more points- and touch more on the band themselves- let me introduce you to Go Wolf:

"Go Wolf met at a random poetry night in a Belfast barber shop, enjoyed each others’ poems and a similar dress sense, got talking, decided to form a band, and quickly became one of the most talked-about new names in the Belfast music scene. Having recently supported the likes of The 1975, CSS and London Grammar, and having been officially signed to … the band have finally decided to release their much-anticipated new single called Talk To You. Talk To You is an infectious artful synth-pop song, which resembles Wild Beasts, Phoenix and The Killers at their best. Catchy and sophisticated vocal lines, rhythmic drum patterns and straight to the point production make it a memorable and accessible blend of all the right ingredients that will stick in one’s mind and make for a perfect sing-along summer track. The pulsing and toothsome arrangement brings creativity, positivity and subtlety into the surface and produces a 3 minute 30 seconds experience of pure fun. Go Wolf peddle an unlikely variant of 80s synth-pop cut with 21st-century electro-indie edge resulting in a slick yet endearing new single Talk To You which is available for sale and download NOW."

Having been contacted by Liv Slania- a representative of the band- she explained how the guys came together; who gets their motors running- I was compelled to seek them out. The likes of Wild Beasts and Phoenix count as influences and idols- the former are a favourite band of mine. Wild Beasts are such an eclectic and stunning act; a singular group that offer electronic luster and literary references- tableaus of love-gone-wrong and sexual amore. Having supported the likes of London Grammar, The 1975 and CSS, it appears Go Wolf require no leg-up: they are already under the spotlight of the nation's most influential critics. The band's coming-together has all the hallmarks of a fascinating U.S. Indie flick- it would be great to see Go Wolf's back-story committed to screen. I can picture the Belfast scene and sights; the romantic air and convivial atmosphere- the mutual respect and fascinating seduction. A lot of bands come together through shared ritualistic pissing contests; gaudy and rowdy nights; chance happenings- there is little romance and individuality in the biographies. Go Wolf have the music to back up their illustrious and charming inception- the credentials and meaning is all cemented. There are touches of Wild Beasts' sophomore album- Two Dancers- in addition to their current album. That mixture of sophisticated compositions and arresting vocals are there; stunningly vivid and electrifying scenes- the changes in mood all present. Go Wolf have had a pretty prosperous career- their past endeavours have gained them a huge reputation and respect; they are starting to gain their rightful acclaim and adulation. The stunning performances and tight songwriting is matched by gorgeous and sensual swathes; urgent and direct electronics- a wonderful and heady variation. Electro.-Pop movements and fizzing Indie segments go into their music. Current single Talk to You is infectious and bouncing; pulsing and uplifting- sophisticated and complex. The beauty of range and diversity shows itself here; it is small wonder critics are in awe (of the band's) incredible machinations- no doubt they will be getting some festival headline requests. It is bands like Go Wolf- and Fleetwood Mac- that have inspired me to change my thinking- embrace a different way of working; look at strengthening my music and ideals. They met in an old-fashioned and vintage way- no cyber hook-ups and Facebook requests- and in a way they marry traditional and contemporary (in their songs). The music is cutting-edge and modern; it has some terrific shades of '80s Electro.-Pop and Disco- vibrations of CSS and Wild Beasts. It seems the Belfast-formed, two-year-old band are going to have a glistening future; they have achieved so much in a short time- with each new record they gain fresh momentum and plaudits.

When looking at acts that have inspired Go Wolf- and can be heard in their music- there are a few name that occur. Although Go Wolf have some unique and original overtones, I can detect some undercurrents of other acts. In terms of British influences, the like of Wild Beast come to mind. In terms of album comparisons, Two Dancers and Present Tense have made their mark. The former was released back in 2009 and marked a huge leap forward- Wild Beasts' debut gained mixed reception. Stepping aside from the eccentricities and divisiveness of their debut, Two Dancers was more focused and lush. Hugely portentous and galvanised, the album was polished, cohesive and inviting. Caressing and sighing, the album saw more romance and subtlety come into play- Hayden Thorpe's falsetto turned into something more restrained and arresting. The songs on Two Dancers were meant to relate to one another; a collection of scenes and dramas, it was an album fuelled by sensual desires and carnivorous lust- youthful carousing and flirtatiousness sparred with spookiness and grand dynamics. Whilst the album came off as dark and brooding- for the most part- the strength came with the overall sound: the gorgeous and varied compositions; striking vocals (of the band's two leads); the tantalising wordplay and images. Go Wolf incorporate some of Two Dancers' incredible injections and facets; the same thematic unity- the stories that revolve around similar themes. While the Kendall band erred towards drama and libidinous endeavours, Go Wolf play with more romantic and pure ideals; ventures of love and satisfaction- while presenting some darker and spicier undertones. What Two Dancers provided was lyrical and focused assault- the swoops and theatrics were in place; here they were more temporised and likeable. Tom Fleming's rich and velvety baritone mingled perfectly with Thorpe's wild and untamed countertenor- almost like two lovers uniting. Go Wolf marry similar striking and compatible voices- the soothing and sensuous feminine wonder; the masculine and sonorous tones. Wild Beasts achieved maturity and immersive organicness- their lyrical incongruities were all still in place. On Two Dancers, the boys created a flawless and cohesive album- one where there were no weak tracks or lesser moments. This consistency and solidity bellies the predictions of the current music scene- where bands have little regard for overall concision and glory. Go Wolf have their ears and eyes progressing forward; they have provided consistent quality and excellence- becoming strengthened and assured with each release. Mature and juvenile; otherworldly and realistic- Go Wolf throw in the heady spices and flavours of early-career Wild Beasts. The Yorkshire boys' latest effort- Present Tense- saw a more considered and sleek approach. Smother- the predecessor album- was more logical and softened- on Present Tense the band sounded more jaded than intent. Harsher truths and angered rebuttals provided the L.P.'s manifesto and hallmark- the sounds and atmospherics were no less stunning and mesmeric. Love and loss were investigated with poetic regard; the beautiful and intelligent lyrics count among the band's finest- the boys hit their peak. Go Wolf have a similar contrast and range of emotions (at their disposal). Adept as lustful and elliptical rushes; they investigate shadowy and tormented possibilities- a fertile ovum that has produced some scintillating progeny. Lyrically, Go Wolf have an exceptional pen and songbook- able to match Thorpe's drama, romance and stunning wordplay. The Killers are another band that have been drawn to Go Wolf. The U.S. legends produced their finest work with Hot Fuss- I can hear embers and shades in our trio's sounds. The catchy Pop hooks- of Hot Fuss- were partnered with infectious energy (and a dalliance with fresh romance and love). The charm and boyishness of Brandon Flowers' delivery made the album such a popular success story- the sparkling beats and alluring swathes recall the '80s giants like Duran Duran. Go Wolf have an affection and affiliation with '80s Synths. and beats- the sort the Durans and Depeche Modes conquered and perfected. The youthful energy and anthem-laden Hot Fuss brought The Killers into the public consciousness- inspiring legions of current bands. Go Wolf have taken some of their debut album quality on board- instilling that spirit and incredible passion. In addition to British and U.S.-born influence, French band Phoenix have enforced Go Wolf's direction. If we look at their 2013 album Bankrupt!, that excited critics and the public. Meticulous, danceable and intoxicating, the album mixes confusion with anti-Pop ambitions. The thrill-ride progressions and movements saw flashy and meaty synths. layered with guitars- to create an inventive and crowd-pleasing gem. Go Wolf draw in Synth.-Pop, '80s Electro. and New Wave- the same sounds Phoenix ladle into their boiling pot. Drawing a lot of influence from '80s music, Bankrupt! sounded strangely bracing and fresh- major-to-minor key changes (and galloping beats) are pervaded. Breakdowns and build-ups created endless potential and atmosphere; the winsome vocals and sentimentality ramped-up and exploded. What you get from Bankrupt! is utter coolness and deep layers- an album that reveals its full potential over time. Go Wolf inject these qualities as they do overlayed synths. and electronics- to bolster and augment elliptical and ebullient sunshine. Thomas Mars- lead singer of Phoenix- has made some impressions with Go Wolf's lead- his tones are equally stunning and evocative. The final band I will mention are the XX- an act that have made impacts on a lot of modern-day Electro. and Synth.-Pop acts. The band's self-titled debut has made some impressions on the Belfast three-piece. The sleek and fully-formed authority- on the XX- marked the band out as a compelling and fantastic group. Impeccably groomed arrangements mingled with uniqueness and mystery- evocative allure and vast maturity were album bywords. Radically simple Indie-Pop and fractured rhythms came out. Aloof sensuality created intriguing romantic conversations- elements Go Wolf instill into their work. Whilst more consistently upbeat and arresting, Go Wolf make their love duets and tender moments as arresting and startling. They fuse multiple genres and furtive endeavours; abstract elements make their sound so distinct- they match the XX's levels of interest and potency. Longing apologies and post-coital slithers made- and make- the XX such a phenomenal proposition; the combination of distinct vocals adds beauty and sensation to their music. Go Wolf have slightly less harsh male tones; more serene and rounded female ones- their music is more positive and less sexualised. What the two bands share is a common D.N.A.- that ability to take the listener's mind away; make your soul and brain float in an ocean of beauty- capture your sights with its startling craft. The xx- on their follow-up album Coexist- ramped-up the sonics and sounds; became more alive and alert- rather than somnambulistic and fatigued. This transformation parallels with Go Wolf. Whilst the Belfast-formed group were not exactly slow and weary (on their debut), they have shown a similar development and leap- become more arresting and enlivened. Fragile exultations and delicate abstract moments sat with eloquence and unabashed pleasure- the sort of strands Go Wolf have taken from Coexist. I feel Go Wolf have more muscle and determination- their twin vocals more natural and gratifying. While the XX have struggled to supersede the boundaries of reflection and heartbroken, Go Wolf are masterful (when it comes to juxtaposed moods)- as remarkable when introverted and questioning as they are vivacious and delirious. It is best to judge Go Wolf on their own merits- fans of any of the acts mentioned (above) will find much to enjoy. Go Wolf have a distinct approach and way of working- I am loathed to compare them readily with another act. It will be great to see how they develop and project in the future- whether they change styles and moods or build upon their current templates. They have a weight of support and dedication; a hugely confident and ambitious sense of discovery- they are a band that seem ready and primed for the big-time.

Go Wolf have only released an E.P. and single- prior to their current single. That in itself makes Talk to You so impressive. The song sounds like it has been produced by a band with twice their experience and age- you get an instant sense of authority and conviction. One More Night was released back in June and showed a leap forward- for Go Wolf. Insatiable and gleeful beginnings provide huge atmosphere and potential. The vocals strong and impassioned- uplifting and utterly gripping. Our hero asks how he got to this point; there is confusion and a myriad of thoughts- backed by pulsing and pressing drums, the insistency and passion is hard to shake off. Our man does not want to hold onto long-gone feelings; revisit a place that could cause harm- the male-female vocal dynamics adds depth, sensuality (and a tangible) gracefulness and conviction. Like a love song being played out, the band's vocalists give off embers of Bombay Bicycle Club and CSS- that same evocative and tremulous sound. The addictive and catchy chorus coda is designed to lodge in your brain; hypnotising and emotive vocal concoctions are nothing but upbeat and determined- designed to put the listener in a better frame of mind. Our duo do not want to be alone- that kinship and passion is still burning. The unity and love they shared is being sparked and rekindled- if only for one night. Sensuality and whispered promises are traded with beating hearts and shivering souls- that naturalness and intuition is intoxicating. Cheery and upbeat swathes wash over the landscape; your feet are motivated to get tapping; you find yourself singing along- it is an insatiable and sensational cut. Back in October 2012, Go Wolf unveiled their debut offering- the E.P. Voices. Possessed of a title track (and four remixes), the song- variations and versions- were celebrated and lauded. The song- radio mix- begins with harmonies and cohabitation vocals. Uplifted and ebullient electronics put me in mind of the XX- our band are more upbeat and elliptical. Our hero directs his messages- to the heroine- and wants her lips shut; he does not want to be controlled- the frontman is calling the shots. Shadows and visions are tormenting his mind; voices circulating the mind- torment and haunt are lingering. Voices come in the middle of the night; constant niggles and doubts are causing reflections and confessions- it seems like a love has broken down and left its scars. The vocals blend seamlessly and firm- the lead duo make sure the listener is seduced and gripped. A full and bold sound, it is perhaps less widespread and busy as current sounds- there is a focus and singularity here. Concentrating on the vocals and lyrics, less emphasise is put on expansive sounds and multifarious notes. Soloing and wordlessness is backed by a heartbeat and sturdy percussion sound- the band unite to turn in a thoroughly tight and concentrated performance. Less overt and full (than One More Night), Voices has a Killers/Wild Beasts vibe- that anthemic and cultured commingling. Gorgeous vocals- from our heroine- possess beauty and serenity; the counterpart contributions are strong and empowered- the blend is incredible. The modern Electro. sound- the likes of La Roux are interpreting- can be heard here; the spring and punch gets under your skin- and makes you smile. With a repeated chorus- that is unforgettable and indelible- the track- and E.P. is a triumph. Over the two years- from their E.P. to current single- Go Wolf have developed and evolved. Their lyrics sound more confident and honed; they have a greater sense of individuality and purpose- their ,music is fuller and more joyous. Whilst Voices remains a stone-cold diamond, the effusive and spellbinding moments (on Talk to You) see them change the game; up the ante and produce something wonderful- they have developed into a more authoritative and commanding act; one that takes risks and gambles- all of which pay off. The increased volume and body results in more intriguing and nuanced sounds- songs that entrance you with their positivity and uplifting potential. Talk to You  matches their finest moments; it is going to lead to some tantalising future releases. Bubbling, graceful and happy, the smiling evocativeness wins you over- the soothing and sweet vocals are wonderfully graceful and gripping. Upbeat and positive, the song is rich and packed- the composition is crammed with life and possibilities. The light and glistening shine glows with pride; it is driving and swelling- an assault designed to get your body moving. Summer-ready and sunny, the song is sure to seduce and adopt a wide range of hearts and minds- it sounds bracingly fresh and unique. Stepping away from the likes of Wild Beasts and CSS, the group have established their identity and true sound- one I hope to hear a lot more of. There is a sense of California and the U.S. here; the beach-calling beauty akin to The Beach Boys. Touches of  Prince and Fleetwood Mac come out- in the Electro.-Pop crackle and incredible duel vocals. Few modern bands have such a distinct and stunning sound at their disposal- it appears Go Wolf are more confident and ambitious (than they have ever been). This will translate into some exhilarating and brilliant future movements- I hope the band are thinking of a possible E.P. (in 2015).

Beginning with a delightfully charming and sweet-natured coda, Talk to You mixes '80s synth. sounds with choppy electronics. Drawing in the most elliptical and passionate sounds (of modern-day Pop-Synth.) with a unique and feel-good vibe. The sensation of love, summer and freedom- it wraps you up in its warm and inviting waters. The song looks at relationships- the revival of a special bond. As the stunning keyboard notes get the song off to a flyer, you are not looking for anything (or anyone else)- you're hooked and compelled by the drive and fervency. Swirling sounds and pressing vocals enforce the song's messages and necessity. The universal themes are those that can be extrapolated by all- the need to cling onto something precious; that which we cannot get rid of. With our hero determined and imploring, he asks his sweetheart "Can I stay right here?" Clearly, the bond and relationship is intoxicating and too good to fail. The vocal bounce and stutter adds force and gravity- the blending of male-female vocals gives the story extra relevance and tangibility. Guitar links have funk and insatiable swagger; white-hot and multifarious, they bond perfectly with the central vocal- it never lets its sense of impression and dedication slip. As our frontman watches the sun set; the scenes and people go past his window, you know what he is thinking- and who he is thinking of. Swathes of Wild Beasts' electronic luster and symphony comes into effect- touches of their Modern Tense evocative best- bits of Noah and the Whale's early-career optimism; smatters of '80s Electro.-Pop. When Go Wolf press and campaign, our hero gets his girl back- back to the start; the two hearts unite and commingle. You can almost picture the scenes; smell the scents and feel the rain fall down- the two sweethearts are rekindling an historical and treasured bond. It is the chorus that resonates the hardest- the coming-together of all the band's variegated and glistening notes; the distillation of pure sunshine. Backed and propelled by snapping and whip-sharp bass, the keys and electronics blend to unleash a heady smoke- able to intoxicate and overwhelm. The central message of the song is the need to talk things out; keep it simple and open the lines of communication- the thoughts do not needlessly race to the bedroom. The purity and child-like innocence is never cloying or effete- it works wonderfully among the scenes of pure and unfettered love; the necessity to reestablish a much-needed connection. Unable to let go and walk away, the sheer urgency and desire comes out in the vocal- never overstated or rampant; just perfectly balanced and controlled. Ensuring that the reality and purity of the emotions remain solid, the performances balance lightness and potency- the voice never needlessly stretches or overpowers. When our hero breathes in- having heard his name spoken (by his girl)- and out; it is just the same- the joy of the early romance is back and firm. In a scene where a lot of Electro.-Pop sounds play with darker and heavy sounds; introspective and emotion lyrics- it is terrific to hear something unashamedly upbeat and redemptive; a song that has no truck with unhappiness and relegation. Never does a sense of defeat come in; our hero is going to make things work (and last)- ensure nothing goes wrong. Throughout the song there is a sense of tease and intrigue- most of the song looks at instigating conversation and initial steps; you speculate whether the lovers obtained full disclosure and satisfaction- with the breezy and endlessly cheery sounds sparkling away, your mind is taken elsewhere. When the beats crackle and snap with the bass drive; the electronics and keys unite with guitar- a danceable and hypnotic sway is released; it implores the listener to move their feet and dance. Perfect for the summer (if we ever see it) moods and festival openness, Talk to You is an insistent and ubiquitous as any track- it wants everyone to fall under its spell. Castigating morbidity, the snaking and winding composition burrows into your brain- causing a sting (and casting its spell). Go Wolf present quite a vintage and filmic lyrical presentation. There are no sweaty clubs and bar room scenes- proceedings are a lot more civilised. Playing out like a Romeo and Juliet (night-time clandestine meeting), the sweethearts exchange words and proclamations- our hero is remembering the words his girl spoke. As the rain beats down, you wonder what was being said- whether the proferrings were positive or slightly more reserved. Judging by the optimism and ebullience of the vocal, one suspects things will work out and be rekindled. Gripped (still) by the kaleidoscopic soirée of tantalising rhymes, Go Wolf keep the mood rampant and incapable of fatigue. Talk to You wins you over with its economy and simplicity. Although the composition is a complex and layered thing, the lyrics and delineation has a clean accessibility. The chorus is repeated and revoked to provide maximum effect and resonance- those catchy and direct words are designed to make you sing-along and never forget. Between the choruses, the verses and offerings are not cluttered and crowded- there are few original lines; that only adds to the effectiveness of the song. It means the composition and vocals are allowed to breathe and improvise; space is given to allow every note and consideration to come into the light. Towards the final moments, the spiraling and dizzying composition builds and mutates. Unexpected synths. and keys are brought in: something darker, squelching and buzzing mixes with the springing and celebratory core. As the track ends, it is impossible not to feel better and more alive; the song is endlessly bracing and wondrous. Packing so much sunshine wallop into a few minutes, Go Wolf craft another solid and shining diamond.

The Belfast trio have turned in another wonderfully assured and mesmeric cut. Like debut album-era Noah and the Whale, the central members add luster and beauty by combining a female voice- Noah' had Laura Marling on board for Peaceful, the World Lays Me Down. Unlike Noah, Go Wolf are unable of crafting anything as twee and grating as 5 Years Time. Being familiar with their past work, the band seem to be growing in confidence and conviction- few other acts are as stunningly sure as Go Wolf. It will be great to see an album from the lads; see what they provide over the course of 10 or 11 tracks. It will be fascinating to see whether (an album) will be all-positive or have a mixture of emotions- I hope it will be the latter. In a music scene where negativity and broken hearts (still outweigh happy and optimistic figures), it is terrific to hear examples like Talk to You- songs that are defined by their bonhomie and scintillation. The production throughout is superb and wonderfully realised. The polished and gleaming sound gives the music a vitality and sense of clarity- the vocals and lyrics are not too low in the mix. Composition and vocals are balanced perfectly- to make sure the full and most effective presentation is unveiled. It is the boys themselves that stand out; their unimpeachable quality and sense of ambition cannot be faulted. Having unleashed their most immediate and effective song to date, it is a beauty that is befitting of the strangely cold and wet (summer) days- what we all need right now. With Electro.-Pop revivalists (like La Roux) making a name for herself, there is a need and desire (for similar music). Gaining fervent appreciation and positivity, Go Wolf's latest offering will see them gain momentum and new consideration. Reviewers and critics have highlighted the breeziness and sunshine of Talk to You- how it puts you in a better frame of mind. Its messages are those relevant and meaningful to all- we have all been in a position where we do not want to let go of love. Less personal and individualised, the song is intended for everyone- who among us cannot relate to the messages that come through? Perhaps Go Wolf's lead got his girl back; maybe they will last the distance- let us hope they do. It is the curiosity and build-up that captured me; the balcony conversations and rain-strewn promises. Most bands would go for the jugular- and present too much overt passion and sexuality- take little time to look at graceful and conversational avenues. Backed by sparkling and vibrant electronic colours, the combination of synths., keys and guitars unite- to whip up a fire of beauty and summer-ready glory. Driving and catchy bass lines perfectly melt in the mix; pushing the song forward (and ensuring no listener is left unaffected). The boys are incredibly tight and focused; there are no sloppy moments or aimless notes- everything is well-considered and perfectly presented. The vocal performance is never too full-on or overwhelming: it is as breezy as the composition but instilled with plenty of urgency and passion. His anonymous heroine clearly means a lot; someone who has had an effect on him- this comes through glaringly. With lyrics that look at desires and reigniting a meaningful bond, you cannot help but be won over by its intentions and desires. Altogether you get a cracking and stunning number; a song that marries '80s synths. with some modern-day Electro.-Pop urgency. This year has been busy and productive for the trio; they are on a projection that will see them grow in stature- it will not be long until festivals and huge gigs are a real possibility.

Being a new follower and fan of Go Wolf, I have been investigating their past movements; looking into their work and early days- seeing the developments and changes. Having established a solid and sensational sound from the start, the group are growing in stature- Talk to You is their strongest and most vibrant song to date. I hope an E.P. or album is on the horizon; it is likely to be filled with similarly exceptional tracks- which will mark Go Wolf out as one of the most vital bands of the moment. After their supportive gigs (alongside London Grammar and CSS), they are in danger of being given the limelight- scoring top gigs and illustrious tour dates. All the evidence suggest they are ready to go; strike out and seduce at large. Having mentioned Fleetwood Mac and Rumours- up top- I am reminded of it once more. It is true Go Wolf do not present the same sounds and lyrical themes- the similarities come when you look at diversity and mobility. I am not saying our heroes will be producing a Rumours-esque album any time soon- they may do in time- yet they have a similarly heady sense of aim and wonder. A lot of Electro./Electro.-Pop acts exist at the moment; it seems to be the fastest-growing style of music- the likes of La Roux and FKA twigs are compelling legions of fresh acts (to present similar music). There is a lot of pleasure to be found in Electro. avenues- Go Wolf go beyond these walls and expand their palette. Having a unique and original voice, the rising stars are marking themselves out as mainstream contenders- 2015 will be a very exciting year for them. With summer seemingly over- the three days of warmth we had- we look towards autumn and winter- and God help us, Christmas. Colder and shorter days beckon; the icy and rain-lashed grip will be upon us- preserving sunshine and optimism is the most important thing (we should all do). Sensual and vivacious components make Talk to You such a much-needed and appropriate song- that which can banish the pre-autumn blues. Whether the Go Wolf warriors are thinking ahead (to new releases or not), it is clear they will be gaining fresh waves of fans- their stock and value seems to augment with the passing of each new calendar month. It is all richly deserved, it seems. From their intriguing and charming inception, their infantile movements and words; through to their current day- the group are growing and evolving with meaning and potential. Of course, there is a lot of work to be done; a great deal of countries to overwhelm and seduce- the world is their oyster. I hope the band manage to play the U.S. and Canada- nations that would embrace and behold their sounds. A lot of Europe and Australia proffer and promote similar-sounding acts and music- there are large masses of land that would welcome in Go Wolf. The band have a terrific management behind them; a clear direction and sense of self- music that imbues optimism and hope (without an iota of irony or sarcasm). Before I leave, I want to circle back to my own ambitions and music- selfish I know! My excitement and renewed optimism comes from new discoveries and uncoverings- from Fleetwood Mac to Go Wolf; musicians and bands are compelling and exciting me. Without poetry venue comings-together and pristine elliptical music; the business would be far duller and less wondrous- we have seen far too many sob stories and boring histories. Go Wolf are an exciting and mesmeric proposition; an act that seamlessly fit alongside their contemporaries- such as the XX and Wild Beasts- but provide distinct and original music. I look forward to seeing the group in the flesh; up-close and personal- seeing how their music translates in the live arena. Our music industry is discarding with the weakest and less effective artists; proferring the most fervent and inspirational- the imbalance is still clear and glaring. Too many vague and insipid musicians gamble about and wander- without a sense of direction and purpose. Let us hope that Go Wolf are not bogged down by the mediocre crop; given the chance to shine and expand- bring their special music to larger realms and audiences. With Reading and Leeds housing some of the world's most important acts- the festivals are about to close- we turn our attentions to next year- who is going to be making headway and transitioning to the mainstream. If Go Wolf keep producing tracks like Talk to You, they are going to be very big- in next to no time. I will not pressure them (and offer up unrealistic proclamations and expectations)- they are going to want to focus on being grounded and level-headed. As the days get colder; the world a little harsher; people less reliable- embrace an act (and song) that wants to put you in a better mood; make you forget the woes and stresses of modern life. That is what we all need; this is what music is supposed to do. With that in mind, Go Wolf...

ARE leading a very impressive charge.

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E.P. Review: The Exhibition- Carry to the End

E.P. REVIEW: The Exhibition

Carry to the End

9.2/10.0

Carry to the End is available (to pre-order) at:

https://itunes.apple.com/gb/album/carry-to-the-end-ep/id900503451

RELEASED: 1st September, 2014

TRACKLISTING: Artery- 9.4/10.0 Here I Begin- 9.0 Starting Over- 9.1 Carry to the End- 9.2

STANDOUT CUT: Artery

RECORDED BY: Dave Sanderson

MASTERED BY: Tom Woodhead at Hippocratic, Leeds

GENRES: Indie, Alternative, Pop _______________________________________________________

This stunning Yorkshire band have been intriguing critics since 2010. Carry to the End is the sound of The Exhibition at their height- filled with passion and utter conviction. Mixing shades of Elbow and The Jam, the genre-splicing band are a quartet (to keep your eyes on) ________________________________________________________

IT is back to Yorkshire I head...

(at least not Leeds this time). Back in a familiar county- I seem to tabulate between Canadian and Yorkshire-based reviews- another terrific band (have come to my attention). When assessing The Exhibition, I am reminded of the band market in general- a subject I have touched on many times. The Barnsley four-piece have a very different sound; they have been compared with the likes of The Dears and Bloc Party. In the band arena, there are a lot that have a very similar sound- they tend to stick to the Arctic Monkeys mould. Some ambitious bands stretch themselves a bit; by-and-large some familiar (historic) acts are referenced (and misappropriated). It is great being inspired by a band; referencing their work and taking them on board- too many new acts lack originality and distinct identity. Having assessed a fair few groups, I can always tell the good from the bad- I have heard too many acts that lazily carbon copy older music; briefly tweak it to make it some quasi-new. The faux pas is not being eradicated and cured: too many fresh bands seem intent on marking themselves out for premature death. The best way of avoiding any easy labeling; taking (the listener's mind) somewhere new, is to experiment with genres. Band such as Royal Blood have shown how muscular and invigorating you can sound (when playing around the Hard-Rock/Indie genres)- you must pick up their debut album on Monday. These noticeable and stunning examples aside, (in order to succeed) you need chutzpah and uniqueness- present sounds that have not been heard. There is so much music out there; so many genres and styles- why would acts ignore them? Being a fan of Electro.-Swing and Electro.-Pop, I love the fusion of sounds here- that combination of classical and contemporary; vibrant and melodic; edgy and soft. Bands that play in the arenas of Indie, Contemporary and Rock are a mixed bag: a few pioneering (acts) mingle sounds and sensations; a lot tend to slovenly put together something overly-familiar and vague. The Exhibition have been lauded due to their adventurousness and fresh sound. Although a few other bands- come under their radar- the abiding flavour is of a unique and distinct act. The Barnsley-based boys have been ratcheting up intrigue and acclaim; having produced a number of E.P.s and tracks, they are on a mission- intent on becoming big future names. I would not rule out that possibility; the consistency and quality (the band keep producing) is among the highest around- with each new movement they sound more assured and focused. The public has plenty of band choices; all sorts of sounds and themes are on offer- choosing the very finest can be a tough task, indeed. In so much as Yorkshire is producing some of music's best, it is a county that is synonymous with unexpected combination and lesser-heard music. The Exhibition unite traditional and vintage sounds with something cutting-edge and insistent; the passion and urgency is all there. Before I raise a couple of points- smaller ones- let me introduced my featured act:

Pete Dand (vocals/guitar) Joel Burrows (lead guitar) Andrew Murray (bass guitar) Lee Padgett (drums)

"The Exhibition is a Barnsley based progressive-pop band formed in the spring of 2008 and consisting of members: Joel Burrows (Guitar), Pete Dand (Vocals/Guitar), Andrew Murray (Bass) and Lee Padgett (Drums). The band releases ‘Carry to the End’ on the 1st of September, its third EP and sixth release proper. Shortly after forming, The Exhibition recorded an initial demo with Alan Smyth (Arctic Monkeys, The Long Blondes) before beginning a long-standing relationship with producer Dave Sanderson that initially resulted in 2009’s self-titled 4-track EP. Featuring longtime set-opener ‘The Boy and The Tearaway’ (“Executed brilliantly, and sounds natural rather than forced, a swirling maelstrom of shoegaze guitars and truly mammoth drums, propelled by some frenetic fills” 9/10 Whisperin and Hollerin) and anthemic pop song ‘Bright New Worlds’ (“This is one of the best things I’ve heard in a while” Indie-MP3) the EP was critically well received amongst the blogging community. The Exhibition went on to receive airplay from various international radio stations – including regular play from Tom Robinson and Ian Hodgson at the BBC – and garnered support slots with Hatcham Social, The Kabeedies and Roses, Kings, Castles. In 2010 the band recorded their debut single ‘The Crown/Coma’ for Of National Importance Records. Released as a limited edition 7″ vinyl, the single was brilliantly received, with critics noticing the rate at which the band had progressed (“A quite staggering leap forward. What we are witnessing is a band beginning to fire on all cylinders. God help us all” 8/10 Tasty Fanzine | “Unashamedly progressive, a startling indicator of how far the group have come in such a short while” 8/10 This Is Fake DIY). After an almost two-year long hiatus, the band returned to playing live in 2013 with a slightly altered line-up and released the EP ‘Man Proposes, God Disposes’ (“A step up in terms both production and song writing. The world is waiting for a band as good The Exhibition.” Alternative Barnsley) along with the track ‘Memento Mori’ (“Beautiful in its gentleness” 8/10 There Goes the Fear). Carry to the End marks The Exhibition’s sixth year as a band. The four tracks were again recorded by Dave Sanderson (65 Days Of Static, Hey Sholay) at 2fly Studios in Sheffield and mastered by Tom Woodhead (Hookworms, Post-War Glamour Girls). The track ‘Finis’ from the same recording sessions is available to download for free now at http://www.the-exhibition.co.uk."

The Exhibition are a bit of an old-fashioned band- gents without a Twitter account. Their online portfolio and spread is pretty thorough and precise- it would be great to see them on Twitter soon. I can understand (why people do not) join the site- it can be limited and not as inclusive as the likes of Facebook. On Facebook, you can include photos, videos and lots of information- Twitter is a little more restricted. The good thing about it (Twitter) is the ease of use and networks- there are scores of musicians waiting to be (hooked up with). The boys have a future ahead of them, so it seems they could score a lot of new fans and fellows- let's hope they jump on the bandwagon and get their name on Twitter. Before I get down to reviewing the guys- and looking at their past work- I will raise one point: the local markets and band competition. Having assessed so many different types of acts, I want all of them to succeed- there are few (I have heard) that do not deserve wide acclaim. When the mainstream opens its doors (to the best of the newly-bred), the spaces are going to be limited and restricted- who are the ones that will ascend to the highest peaks? I have mentioned cross-pollination and gene mixing; fusing different sound together gives the music a special originality- it is deeper and more appealing to listening ears. When it all comes down to it, the sheer quality and determination (will see the bravest succeed). So many mainstay bands have a timidity and sense of fatigue; looking like they are on their last legs- the young and eager will be the ones to steal their glory. The Exhibition instill passion and pride in all their work; their prolific outpourings show they often find ripe inspiration- their bond and unity is tight and unyielding. The way they talk about music- on social media- strike you: one can instantly tell how determined and solid they are. Nothing else means as much to them; that drive and foresight should see them reap rich rewards- their reputation is spreading; their name is being heralded. It is true their infectious energy and determination has gained them some of the acclaim- it is the sheer quality of the music that hits home hardest. More fertile, direct and memorable (than most music out there), the Yorkshire band are above most of their contemporaries. Comparisons have been levied to the likes of The Dears and Bloc Party- two bands that usually do not feature much (when compared with new musicians). It would be remiss to purely compare The Exhibition with others- they take the flavours of other bands and combine them into their bubbling cauldron of multicoloured smoke. Carry to the End is the latest testament from the dynamic quartet; their past work has outstanded critics and mesmerised legions of supporters- their current offerings are among their very best.

It is hard to look at like-minded acts- when thinking about The Exhibition's music. There are a few names that I could suggest that the band levy in- the smallest drops here and there. In several reviews, the boys have been compared with The Dears. The Canadian band seem to influence the lads- you can hear touches of Missles (the 2008 album from The Dears) in the current offerings. This album showed effective drama and grandstanding themes. The band showcased their rough and disjointed side; the majestic and refined- all played together on the L.P. Apocalyptic artistry and directness lurked within the terrific tracks- the band incorporated No Cities Left and Gang of Loser's shades. Missles demanded repeated listens; it is an album that is six years old- and is still revealing new gems and sides. Exploratory and sprawling, the ambition and passion is hard to ignore- there are fewer catchy hooks here (than previous albums). Missles looked at hopelessness and finding redemption; hard themes and struggling is documented- from financial woes through to personal anxieties. Across the album, the band summon up enough uplift to stop is from becoming too mordant. Whilst the darkest (of The Dears' albums), the finest numbers glistened and resonated- it is an album that is still affecting people at the moment. he Exhibition draw in similar shady themes and avenues; they match beauty and darkness alongside one another- their blend of disjointed and focused results in some terrific music. Unlike Missles, Carry to the End has greater hooks and nuance- there is more that can unite Indie and Rock lovers. More upbeat and celebratory- than Missles- the latest E.P. shows how strong The Exhibition are. Taking small strips from The Dears has led to this galvanisation and focus. When thinking about the urgent and gripping drama- Th Exhibition summon up- I am reminded of Bloc Party. Silent Alarm and Four are the best Bloc Party albums- and the best to compare with the Yorkshire four-piece. Silent Alarm was lauded for its maturity and expansiveness. The autonomy, elasticity and sprawling beauty made it an instant classic- an album that deserved full hype. Caffeinated Dance music tangled with more restrained and longing moments- the album possessed a great mixture of sounds and moments. Thrills and inspired ideas defined the L.P.; the suburban ennui words were backed with emphatic and compelling vocals- the songs had insane amounts of catchiness and memorability. Tight, wonderfully energetic and polished, Silent Alarm marked an emphatic and impressive debut. Compared to Manic Street Preachers' album The Holy Bible, Silent Alarm resonated with critics- an album that has compelled The Exhibition. They throw in the same exciting and head-spinning riffs; the deep and multilateral music- direct and impassioned vocals. Whilst Bloc Party performed fewer softer numbers, both bands share a love of hypnotic and arms-in-the-air Indie anthems. Stone-cold standouts like Helicopter and Banquet- from Bloc Party- can be heard in some of The Exhibition's most enthralling and enraptured numbers- that same heady sway and tsunami attack. When Bloc Party unveiled Four (in 2012), it marked a leap forward. An exciting guitar attack- noted for its urgency and purpose- the band rediscovered their lease on life- they appeared deflated on previous albums. The slower numbers were impressive and notable; the consistency and quality control made the album such a treasure- one of the band's finest discs. Adding more hard-edged elements into their songs, Bloc Party forsook the need to add electronics and synths.- Four saw greater directness and a pure Rock/Indie sound. Political overtones and angular riffs mingled with precise melodies and fighting guitars. Everything sounded poised and ready; churning and chugging riffs provided some sensational snatches- genres were spliced and mixed. Some songs went from Blues-inspired crawls to Heavy Metal clatter; the experimentation and daring (the band showed) excited critics. The vitality and impressiveness of the album cannot be denied- it is a record that appeals to a multitude of listeners. The Exhibition are equally pioneering and experimental. Some of their songs see those angular riffs mutate into full-blown dramas; they cross genres and fuse different sounds- their quieter moments are more effective (than Bloc Party's). As much as anything, the Barnsley quartet possess a similar urgency and vitality- all of their songs have been perfected and honed; ensuring the listener gets the finest listening experience possible. Before I finish with British influences- a trio of them- I will mention a U.S. one: The White Stripes. When riffs and guitar codas are scratchy and Blues-inspired, I am reminded of De Stijl. The band's sophomore release, it was noted for its new directions and styles- that differed from The White Stripes' debut. Bubblegum, Cabaret, Blues and Classic-Rock sat with one another; the stylisations and diverse avenues meant the music was an unpredictable treat- the production values are incredible. Jack White managed to tie so much diversity together seamlessly; with an innate understanding of music he perfectly blended so many disparate sounds. His authoritative and versatile guitar work went from fuzzy and buzzing to languid and pained- able to rustle a riot of emotion with a few notes. That muscle-cum-artiness has found its way onto The Exhibition's current E.P.- they instill the best facets and hallmarks of De Stijl. Feisty and clever, well-phrased and exceptional- the album possessed a great live sound. White's knack for phrasing- on tracks like Hello Operator- made songs sound improvised; that freshness means the music struck hard- catching the listener by surprise. The Exhibition allow a similar sense of improvisation to come into things- on some of the harder-hitting moments, the phrasing and presentation leaves that impression. The biggest influences I can draw- when thinking of the boys' music- is Elbow and The Jam. Two albums I will compare- from Elbow- would be Leader of the Free World and The Seldom Seen Kid. The former remains an outright classic and modern-day masterpiece. Having inspired legions of other acts, it is a terrific achievement. Elbow has always been noted for their gloominess and emotional sludginess; on Leaders' they focus more on the world- rather than relationships. Cynical and sombre dispositions fuse with melancholic pianos and emotional guitar work- qualities The Exhibition bring into their work. When Guy Garvey pointed his finger at the media and the world at large, the songs became similarly emphatic and swelling- tracks build and levitate into grand and majestic anthems. Guts and glory mandated the songs; layered guitars and busy compositions got inside of the brain- Elbow hit their peak here. The Exhibition are adept at those big anthems; layering sounds and instruments together- to elicit the biggest result. Gloominess and sombre moments- are shared by both bands- and the Yorkshire quartet have taken bits of Elbow's artistry on board. When The Seldom Seen Kid came along, the band mixed strange textures and middle grounds- mopey Art-Rock and radio-friendly diamonds. The warm piercing vocals of Garvey scored unexpected left-turns and immediate accessibility- the album remains a deep and compelling wonder. Pete Dand incorporates Garvey's warm and piercing vocals; that same sense of style and emotion- you can draw the two singers together. Although Dand has greater range and depth- he can go lower and deeper; present a wider emotional spectrum- the two leads are masters of rousing the troops; getting the music sparkling and alive- getting crowds to their feet. Sharp and wry lyrics were joined by clattering arrangements- on Leaders'- that meant the listener was always surprised and excited; nothing was predictable and stayed. Lovely melodies, layers of electronics; accessible directness mingled- the album remains an assured and enjoyable treat. The quixotic and diverse mingled with life-affirming and epic. The Exhibition make sure their music does not tread too similar ground; their songs marry the same diversities and considerations- presented in their own distinct and unique way. Adept at rustling up a barnstorming anthem; bringing the mood down to seduce and captivate- the boys seem likely to rise to Elbow-esque levels of acclaim and adulation (in the future). The last act I will mention is The Jam. Perhaps natural influencers of Elbow, The Jam are rightful legends and masters. In terms of album comparisons, All Mod Cons and Sound Affects are the most pertinent kissing cousins. Whilst considered The Jam's finest duo of albums, I can hear a bit of The Exhibition. The former suffered from a fractious and delayed writing process- Weller scrapped numbers and rewrote most of the album. What remains was an unexpected and purposeful album. The Jam sounded alive and rejoiced; a renewed and re-inspired band- youthful perspectives and impassioned deliveries (made the album such a wonder). The songs were not just aimed at the current generation (All Mod Cons was released in '77) but future ones- it is an album that can be freely extrapolated by my generation. Earnest and sincere, All Mod Cons united The Jam and spurred their future classics. The Exhibition show some of The Jam's generation-spanning majesty; they write songs that speak to the youth of today- messages that can be preserved and conserved (for the young of future years). Sound Affects is seen as The Jam's finest moment- by many critics and the likes of me. Although The Exhibition do not cover similar themes and stories; the vocal sound and delivery can be compared- the influence of Weller can be found on the quartet's latest sounds. Odd sounds and echoed vocals saw the band draw influence from the likes of The Beatles and poets Blake and Shelley. Themes investigated abstract dealings of spirituality and perception- sounds range from clever and tight to Pop melodicism. The Exhibition have changed course since their early days; introduced new ideas and inspirations- developed and evolved their sound. The Pop melodicism and intelligence- The Jam displayed- can be levied to the band; that same mixture of abstract and direct; oblique and deeply personal. The Jam mixed all of their songs around passionate and gripping performances; theatrics of sound- imbued with Punk energy and a vibrant lead vocal. The Exhibition have taken The Jam's essence to heart; incorporated small drops for influence- ensured their music has its distinctions and original intent.

To get a full impression of The Exhibition, it is pertinent to see where they came from- and how they have developed. If we consider their last work- Roma/Forward in Arms- that was unleashed back in May- it gained huge critical plaudit and respect. Forward In Arms is the first track up. Funky and scuffling riffs remind me of The Libertines and Red Hot Chili Peppers. Vivid and stark beginnings grip you with the intensity and catchiness. Scenes of personal decomposition and submission are offered up- the vocal delivery marries romantic and direct. Sighed and breathy one moment, urgent and emotional the next- it throws a lot of shades and contours into the mix. Distorted and contorted strings fit in myriad movements and motions. The sound unite sexy and exciting; the chorus is rushing and insistent- it can burrow into your head forever. Glistening electronic strings blend with firm percussion and authoritative bass work- there are suggestions of Elbow, The Jam and Bloc Party. A triumphant and memorable opening, Roma is next up. Spiky and scintillating opening electronic (strums) lead to White Stripes-esque pump and Blues-Rock sounds. Snarling swaggers combine in scratchy and bare-naked elements- the track packs a lot of wallop and passion. Among twisted strings and bouncing bass, the song keeps its head firm and direct. Anthemic and highly addictive, the song is wonderfully singalong and memorable. Maybe a love song to Rome; a love song to a lover or music, the words are passionate and heart-aching- the vocal has a masculine power (but contains softer swathes). The lyrics look at beds, shadows and twists- oblique sentiments sit with vivid and personal. Having several meanings and interpretations, the track is a compelling thing. Charm and innocence combine with strength and lustfulness. Beastly and psychotropic yowls grant heavy and dangerous potential- the prominent and impressive bass holds everything together. The band is tight and focused throughout; completely in-step and in line. Man Proposes, God Disposes arrived in August (2013). Beginning and Ending starts with a rampant and spoiling intro. The city is fragmented and divided; broken and lost, our hero drifts across the divide. The quiet-loud dynamics means explosive sights change to demure and reflective ones. Suffocation comes into play; our frontman wants to escape and get away- whether referring to personal strife or musical ambitions. Mixtures of The Jam's early sounds sit with current Indie passion- laden with heady atmosphere and catchiness abound. Compositional tones change and evolve; it gets under your skin and does its work. The vocal is impassioned and earnest- never losing focus or sight. You get caught up in the plight and story; the song grabs the listener and does not let go. Fall seems like a more vitriolic version of In My Life. Our hero goes home and sees how everything has changed; the green grass is grey- the pallid faces stare back at him. Broken and tortured landscapes have replaced the beauty and homeliness. The disappointment and annoyance come out in the vocal. Lights are going out; the disaffected frontman is stunned and amazed- things have changed for the worse. Urgent, pressing and insistent vocals hide a sound of resignation and deflation. The soul has been burst and the scales fallen from the eyes. Swirling and cacophonous electric guitars spar alongside tight and angular bass contradictions- the percussion is precise and punchy. Heavy and hard moments make the track a memorable and evocative number- one that demands repeated listens. Some Subaltern is one of the band's longer tracks- containing fewer words than usual. Acoustic openings give a Folk feel to proceedings- the vocal is atmospheric but downbeat. Letting his soul sing, our hero evokes stunning scenes and lines- he is preparing for a new world war; destruction and personal loss are afoot. Happiness has faded completely; there is more comfort in murder and broken hearts. With the voice shifting from safe and soft (to overwrought and strained), it is an incredible performance. Nothing gets out of hand or too intense. The acoustic-cum-electric guitar combinations provide balance and depth; the song shows another side to the band- introducing bits of Elbow and The Jam, we hear a mixture of vintage Punk and modern Indie. A Void is a song you will not avoid. Intent and catchy are the opening notes. The stunning intro. builds and grows. The percussion tees and kicks up the guitar; alert and ready, it mutates into a fiery parable- a stronger and more forceful sound. The vocal is looking at the heart: the emptiness and space that is left there- the voids between night and day; worlds and emotions is investigated. The track changes from composed and controlled through to swelling and magisterial. A fantastic way to end the E.P., we see the guys at their most meaningful and direct. Managing to draw all of their sounds together, it is one of their most complete and layered gems- a fittingly intense and mesmeric swan-song. When The Crown/Coma was released in 2010, The Crown set tongues wagging. A scratchy White Stripes-esque opening had a brooding and determined intention. That sense of danger and unexpectedness made its voice known- our frontman seems lost and alone (on the song). Feeling blue and on a higher hell, the sighing vocal offers wordless coos and impassioned outpouring. Maybe love and life is looked at; possibly ambition and music- there is a definite imbalance and sense of inequity. The song crackles and sparkles; sensations of Psychedelia and '60s legends comes into effect- the bass features prominently here. The gravity and pull that is displayed has Punk elements; the vocal goes from a rabble and drawl- to something less drunkening and ladish. Ever-changing and unexpected, the band unveil an unpredictable and mutating number- one that perfectly forages in the brain. Coma begins with a trippy and echoing line; the strings growl and stagger. Defined and rifled percussion pairs with twanging and trippy bass- the composition is curious and enlivening. Our hero finds solace in a coma- the new world order is looked at. The sort of apocalyptic themes (early Muse would salivate over), there is bombast and swagger- the track expands and explodes towards the middle. Growing and baying for blood, it vengefully crawls and campaigns. Looking at The Exhibition's earliest work- 4-Track Demo E.P.- and we can see the initial quality. The Boy & The Tearaway is a long track that looks at deep issues. Our hero began as a newborn and innocent boy- he developed into a tearaway. The elements of heaven and hell; the way a man can choose and define his own path (comes into play)- the story is captivating and cinematic. Rampant and determined percussion adds kick and force; the guitars rise and fall- they are strong and forceful throughout. Our hero seems innocent and tender; his tearaway and criminalistic side always lingers- from start to finish you get the sense of a man conflicted. Things That Hide in the Dark begins with grumble and darkness. The song rushes and slithers; the guitars are kiss-ass and cool. Shades of The Libertines and The Jam playfully mix; Bloc Party are in there too- backed by an impassioned vocal, it is a standout track. The determined and native (Yorkshire) accent comes out; te lyrics are scenic and atmospheric- oblique touches see our hero look out at the world. Everything he has lived for has passed away; there is a never-ending charm that keeps the song gripping. Reaction is a spright and fun affair. Youthful and vibrant kicks inject passion and excitement- our hero's voice is urgent and gripping throughout. The endless and pervading press does not relent- spiraling and stuttering guitars have some excellent Libertines touches. The mature and old mixes with young and rambunctious- the blend makes the song such a layered and full-voiced thing. Bright New Worlds ends (the first E.P.). Tables will turn at some point- so we are told- and there is a need to make changes (before things get worse). Life is being taken apart and dissembled; where are the up sides and benefits? God and religion are looked at and scrutinised- life is not desirable and prosperous; why are good things not occurring? Apologies are offered- by our man- for early transgressions and youthful errors. Lonely people are looked at (and highlighted); the intelligent lyrics make events gripping and prominent- perhaps the finest moment from the band's early days. It is best to judge the guys on their current work. What you get- from Carry to the End is a new and original E.P.- it keeps the band's sound but offers new sensations and stories. More confident and tight, the tracks pack a bigger punch- the mandates are more rounded and nuanced. I love their early work, but prefer their latest offerings- they are more intent and galvanised. Displaying that parabond of emotional depth and fist-pumping anthemics, the four tracks- across the E.P.- demand serious scrutiny and attention- it is a collection that will see the boys making some serious headway.

Artery is a blood-rushing song that has been gaining some heady press- a track that is causing speculation and intrigue. The lead-off song from Carry to the End, it begins with elastic and boinging strings; the taut and tense rhythm neatly flows into a tense and spy-themed parable. The percussion and guitar unite with bass to unleash something nervy, razor-edged and scintillating. The sound is not too heavy, yet it implores with its brimming drama and twilight danger. Gripped by the developing scenery, the band introduction evolves and expands; some of the most animalistic and carnivorous guitar work (reminds me of Muse)- that same determined and mesmeric sound. The layers and different strands come together splendidly; the song shifts and develops- retaining its muscular and focused core. Keeping the listener guessing, the coda keeps snaking and slinking; shifting its tail and making you sweat. When our frontman arrives at the microphone, his voice is direct and meaningful; looking at "closing in" and arterial rush, the words are projected with consideration of the mood- the lines are carefully paced and allow the maximum amount of potency and resonance to occur. The composition keeps busy and rushing; never relinquishing its heady drive, the juxtaposition works wonderfully. Speaking of death and closing walls, our man advises "open the door"- the pressing and urgent delivery is repeated like a mantra. Backed by hypnotising and strangling notes, the band unite to pull out a huge performance. Death "comes in colours"; lantern lights and a bare hallway are included- the band employ a terrific lyrical economy. That emphatic and repeated chorus is designed to do most of the work- with a greater amount of lyrics, the song would be less gripping and startling. Incredible evocative and striking instrumentations make the track an endlessly fascinating thing. The guitars twiddle and vibrate; swagger and haunt; tiptoe and run- such a myriad of different shades and sights. Catchy riffs mix with guiding and melodic bass; the percussion work is sturdy and powerful; pummeling and intense. Combine all of this together and you get a terrific opening salvo- one that sets up the E.P. wonderfully. That gravitational pull and grip is hard to get over; the deathly and stirring scenery is evocatively stunning and compelling. Kudos goes to the entire band who unite in a tight and scintillating firecracker. Each player adds a huge amount of measure, drama and weight to the composition- able to paint words and images with snatches of sounds and notation. Able to blend addictive and danceable riffs with crackling electricity; avalanche drums; pugnacious bass- it is a wonderfully ripe and ready battle statement. Our hero's vocal never drops below wonderful: his tones and emotions are kept focused; never succumbing to histrionics, it is an assured and authoritative performance. Here I Begin starts more tenderly and eerily. The rush and urgency have been replaced by something more haunted and atmospheric. Spectral and ghostly electronics welcome in our frontman. Early impressions such as "here I have seen" and "here I begin" gets the mind working- followed on with words of sinning; one speculates what is being referred to. Keeping focus distant and slow-building, there is an obliqueness to the initial words- the listener is left curious and hooked. The vocal has plenty of emotion and reverence to it; the passion is there but it seems like our frontman has regret and anguish inside- the moody and spellbound composition helps to increase the intrigue. Repeating words with the same mantra-like regard, it gives them meaning and fresh urgency- it appears our man is gripped and grabbed by the meanings of his lyrics; in the trance of heady emotion. Just as you investigate and comply with the words; try to get to their heart and soul- the composition rises and gallops. With our hero offering wordless coos, the bracing and funky riffs unfold; the music mixes emphatic drama with slinked and cool-as-hell riffage- mixings of Soul-cum-Funk-via-Blues is tempted together. Displaying their talent for dance-worthy upbeat, the band seamlessly mingle highs and lows; emotional and redemptive- into a palette of multifarious strands. Travelling past the underpass, sea of glass and fractured sights, our hero is beginning again- seemingly rebuilding himself and making moves. The lyrics can be interpreted two ways: on the one hand you feel that something more submissive is being presented. When in the midst of some harsh realities and tortured scenes, the words "here I begin" are uttered- making me feel like the frontman feels at home here; deserving of similar fate. On the other hand, there is redemption and rebirth; beginning again could mean starting afresh- shedding his old skin and embracing something more positive and elliptical. Juddering and shivering strings pair with punchy and supportive percussion. The bass leads and holds everything firm; the performance (from the band) is unequivocally tight and intense. Showing no loose edges and seams, the boys never let go. Our hero is in the sea of fire and destruction; comets tumble and hell-fire brims- it is here he begins. That curiosity and double-meaning mystique comes back to mind; I try to get my mind to focus and clarify things. Swelling and eerie notes come back through; that progressive nature defines the song- lesser bands would hopelessly throw together a series of notes with scant consideration for mood. The Exhibition inject spiked and cosmic guitar strikes with arpeggios and sexy swaggers- quite a blend of ingredients! With a gripping and urgent vocal, you are drawn into the song- the directness and emotion pours forth. Gracing the song with a sense of panache, leadership and heroics, our frontman is on top form- stirring up a myriad of details and layers. Towards the closing moments, a few more notes are thrown in- hard-hitting and stirring they are. Not content to leave things unanswered, the final flings punctuate and hit. I am thinking something mixed was being assessed: our hero seems to want redemption and development; his heart and soul is being tied down and weighted. Such a curious and fascinating proposition, Here I Begin completes an impressive 1-2. Staring Over opens with high-pitched and sunny strings. A flowing and fast arpeggio, there seems to be positive light and hope here- the initial seconds are filled with passion and uplifting potential. Instilled with a mixture of Pop and Indie sensibilities, the sound differs from the opening salvos- something more buoyant and spright is being unfurled. Crunching and precise percussion work acts like a heartbeat; it strikes and pumps with necessity and consistency. Our hero's vocal is more breathy and romantic here- letting his softer and sensitive side to shine, it is a calmed and honest beginning. Sounding like a live performance, the track impresses with its incredible sound and tangible production- it is as though you are hearing the band in the flesh. Early words are directed towards an unnamed figure. With urgency- and a slight sigh- our frontman tells (the hero to go where) "your heart tells you to go." Whether a friend or sweetheart is being spoken to (I am not sure), yet few can ignore the conviction and urgency of the words- they remind me of Morrissey and his unique delivery. Driven by some incredibly detailed musical moments, the song wins its election with a multifaceted assault. In addition to some incredibly emotive and stunning vocals, the lyrics intrigue and tempt. Maybe a relationship is being looked at; when the words "starting over again" come out, you feel like something has unfolded- maybe a bond is broken and beyond repair. The sigh and weight of the vocals makes me think it was not a happy occurrence- our hero warns their subject to go before they "lose control." Whether a love has been eradicated or a friend has suffered an unpleasant event, the necessity of starting over is obvious. Spiraling and repeated words add to the urgency and insistency; the composition never encroaches or overpowers- the combinations are incredible. Like Artery, economy and concision come to the fore- making a big impact with as few words as possible. Anthemic and addictive, the chorus is one that demands singalong tribes and enraptured festival crowds. Seemingly spellbound by the words at hand, our hero's voice is at its peak here- both strong and emphatic; introspective and emotional. Towards the close, the composition becomes more dizzying and defined- the percussion crackles; the bass trips and tumbles; the guitar intoxicates. As the song reaches its end, you are left a bit breathless by the rush and clammer of the song- it is a sure-fire festival favourite-in-waiting. The title track arrives last up. Taking the E.P. to its conclusion, the crackling and intriguing drum beats are an unexpected treat. Each track has led with a different sound; separate and distinct genres and flavour- here something more bare and seductive plays. Mingling embers of Soul and Pop, the delicate vocal delivery comes in quick- the tenderness of the performances grips from the start. Our man is in an "ocean of tears"; gripped by his darkest fears, he needs an island- to harbour his worst thoughts. Drawing in some of the moodiness and anxieties of Elbow- combined with a comparable vocal luster- the song is instant. Whereas Elbow's softer moments are not their very best, here there seems more authority and naturalness- the quartet are equally at home among emotive and self-reflective themes. Stark and vivid, you imagine our hero adrift at sea; looking for safe haven and security- his mind is lost and empty. Wanting to throw off the shackles, there is that need to get away and escape- the evocative and atmospheric composition punctuates and highlights the lyrics. Not liable to be won over easily, it seems the frontman's mind is pretty irreversible- that defeated and deflated soul needs pumping up. Drawing in essences of Leaders of the Free World Elbow; some shades of Joy Division, the track certainly has some meaty credentials- it is not a gloom-laden and black velvet number. Earnestness and honest reflections are glistened with some lighter and positive strings- there is rawness and vibrancy to be found. Thoughts collide; our hero loses control- the drama increases and the song becomes harder and more enlivened. Growling and blood-lust strings sit with chugging and locomotive notes; the bass guides and glides- a beautiful parable that perfectly punctuates the verses. Ensuring the E.P. ends with indelible impressions, the song certainly is hard to forget. Juxtaposing serene and emotive vocals with rousing and fighting compositional elements, the track is another live wonder- something that will grip and unify crowds across the U.K. Whilst largely saddened and hopeless, the song does not depress and divide- it is a solid and compelling. The chorus is repeated- as is traditional for the band- to reinforce the messages. There is hopefulness and potential- our man will carry on and not let go; life cannot bury him. The composition is one of the finest on the set; the band combine magnificently. The guitars are particularly memorable; displaying so much diversity and intent, so many different sounds and sights come into view. With the dying moments dedicated to evocative and spellbinding musical grip, the band leave the listener in no uncertain mind- they want to leave things with a bang. Having sympathised with our hero, he steps away from the mic.; the band summon the sound of the ocean waves and storms brewing- the gripping drama does not let go.

Before I mention the band members individually, it is worth summing the E.P. up. Carry to the End is a blistering four-track collection that is excellent from start to finish. There are strong shades of Elbow and The Jam, yet the band never stick too closely to their guns- instead redefine their emphatic and anthemic cores. Songs go from upbeat and down-turned to scintillating and reflective- the guys switch styles and genres without warning. Their songs are compelling and unpredictable; not content to do the bare minimum, the boys keep every moment imaginative and shifting- creating their own unique sound and style. Each track is tight and focused; nothing outstays its welcome or needlessly lingers- there is a great eye for concision and economy. The incredible songwriting puts the choruses up top- the insatiable codas are some of the most distinct and memorable I have heard. Lyrics do not always tread on ground of sorrow and depression; there is enough uplift and positivity to balance emotions out- few bands take the trouble to consider this. Production values are incredible throughout. Polished and gleaming, the E.P. has an assured and professional feel- yet the songs sound like they are live recordings. All of this leads to a terrific record that will unite Indie and Rock fans; pull in some new supporters- please existing fans. Showing a step forward and development, the boys have never sounded more confident and purposeful- this bodes well for their future. First kudos goes to Joel Burrows whose guitar work adds so much life and passion. Together with Dand, he manages to present so much story and evocativeness. Arpeggios range from rampantly intent to composed and melodic. Riffs go from Blues-soaked beauties to juggernaut assaults; plenty of rhythm and light is presented. Most bands do not show a similar range and sense of diversity; Burrows marks himself as one of the most fertile and ambitious guitarists around. Injecting so much urgency and weight to each song, he is an essential component. Andrew Murray (not the Scottish one) impressed me with his bass work. A lot of bands bury the bass down; relegate it to territory regard- make sure it solely drives songs forward. Murray adds melodicism, rhythm, power and personality- using his bass as an emotional weapon. When songs are finessed and demure, the bass is gentle but instructive; passionate and supportive. Heavier and anthemic moments are backed by stunningly evocative notes; those which not only create their own gravity- they steal the spotlight. Guiding his men forward, Murray makes sure he is one of the most distinct elements of the E.P. Lee Padgett is an incredibly fruitful and talented drummer. Powerful and primal, controlled and variegated, the performances (from Padgett) are consistently impressive and wonderful. Making sure he adds plenty of potency and gravitas to the music, the percussionist marks himself out as a serious talent- one with a big future. Pete Dand is the lead who manages to stand out as a great leader and central voice. His guitar work is consistently brilliant and evocative. Pairing with his axe-wielding brother, the duo splendidly unite and conspire- Dand shows a natural intuition and flair (for guitar). It is the vocals that stand out the most. Instilled with passion, potency and urgency, the performances are gripping and intense. Our hero is able to shift from a passionate and softer low to a rampant and euphoric high- the powerful moments are incredible. Although there are tones of Guy Garvey, Dand has his own individual sound and feel- a vocalist that makes every song come to life. Convincing and endlessly authoritative, the vocal performances resonate and linger in the mind- compel you to re-investigate tracks and moments. The entire band play tightly and with intuitive understanding; they are superbly bonded and assured- each player does a magnificent job.

I have spent a while looking back at The Exhibition- they are a band as evocative as their name. Their music has that eye-catching and attention-drawing quality- you just stand with others carefully studying the striking and gorgeous shades. There have been developments over the last few years; the boys have become more confident and assured- their music has retained its identity but become bigger and bolder. The band is not merely about power and electricity; when they allow their tones to calm and quell, they can be hugely effective- it seems they are possible of anything. Even as far back as 2010, critics noted how impressive the boys sounded- they were firing off all cylinders from the get-go. There are tonnes and depressive waves of 'guitar bands' playing out there- if they are to appeal to the general public, they need to offer something different. The Exhibition span genres and have serious intentions; their talent is irrefutable and crystallised- they plan on being around for years to come. With each new release comes new progressions and developments- the quartet are not content to trot out the same thing E.P. after E.P. The music runs from gorgeous tender to spine-achingly rushing; the lyrics introverted and dark- definitely instilled with heart and soul. It is the mixing of downbeat and uplifting (that makes the band so special). The Barnsley boys are restless and adventurous- keen to present as much deep emotion and engaging and hypnotic swagger. Commentators have noted how shape-shifting and unpredictable the boys are. One minute they are anthemic and fist-pumping- likely to inflame the mosh pit. The next, they take the lights down and draw you into their mind. All of this results in music of the highest calibre; that which implores you to listen again and pick songs apart- their new E.P. is a nuanced treasure that must be heard over and over. A tight four-track release means you are left wanting more- the band tease and entice the senses. Given their work ethic and rate, I would not be shocked if they released new material next year- we could certainly hear more from them. That gets me thinking about the band's full potential- just where they could be headed. The silky and deep baritone vocals; layered guitars and crackling percussion demand greater consideration- maybe festival organisers should be looking at the boys of The Exhibition. When listening to Carry to the End, I was struck by the strength of the songs- they have a great live feel in addition to professionalism. Each number has a nakedness and open sound; you imagine yourself sitting with the guys- listening to them up close and personal. The rushing and pulsating moments implore you to kick your feet and rouse your body- the kind of thing the festival crowds would eat up. A lot of festival bands tend to be point-and-squirt noise-makers- the sophisticated and detailed sound (of The Exhibition) is an anomalous distinction. With new album releases from the likes of Royal Blood and Dry the River (coming on Monday), the diversity and quality of mainstream bands is still impressive- I feel The Exhibition incorporate the best of both those bands. Possessed of Royal Blood's catchy and magic heaviness- the Brighton duo borrow from the likes of Led Zeppelin and The White Stripes- as The Guardian put it, that kind of debt can be written-off if the music is enjoyable. Dry the River are intelligent masters of swooning and orchestral beauty; tremulous vocals and anthemic grace. These two bands have huge reputations- it makes me wonder whether the Barnsley boys can rise to their heights? On the evidence of their E.P., they look like serious contenders. Pummel, weight and smash spars with tenderness, soulfulness and spine-tingle- just the qualities the modern consumer demands. With the proliferation of generic Indie bands failing to die down, we should be embracing the likes of The Exhibition- a group that offer something new and exciting. I shall leave you all with a small point: the music of northern England. Still ruling the roost and leading the way, it is profound how many tremendous musicians are coming through (from here)- every week a new gem is uncovered. With the Barnsley lads stamping out their finest work, the next few years will be very busy and prosperous- ensure you do not miss out on their music. Take a listen to Carry to the End (and see what all the fuss is about). There is a world waiting for them; thousands of new fans to seduce- a multitude of possible avenues. I know many bands and people who would unquestionable support The Exhibition and their desires...

LET'S hope they get onto Twitter soon.

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Track Review: The Emsee- Rap Squared

TRACK REVIEW: The Emsee

Rap Squared

9.8/10.0

Rap Squared is available at:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=cpULfKisk7Y&feature=youtu.be

RELEASED: 7th August, 2014

LYRICS WRITTEN AND PERFORMED BY: Mathew 'The Emsee' Cathcart

MUSIC PRODUCED BY: Vherbal

MIXED BY: Muneshine

GENRES: Rap, Hip-Hop ______________________________________________________

The Canadian Rap/Hip-Hop star is one of the fastest-rising talents (in his country). The Emsee is a whip-smart, witty, striking and homo novus force- Rap Squared packs an incredible amount of punch. Instilled with humour, harsh truths and sharp put-downs- it is a song that demands your attention

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IT is a well-hearalded belief that the bands and heavier-sounding music...

equates to glory and profitability. This type of music- and market- seems to be evolving into border-line monopolistic rulership- solo acts and rarer genres are getting pushed back a bit. I tend to find that the band market- Indie and Rock sounds- can be quite hit-and-miss. To be fair, the solo market provides no great quality control- the best moments tend to be more interesting and unique. Over the previous months, I have assessed everything from Little Sparrow's heartbreaking Folk movements; the Hip-Hop/Spoken Word parables of RKZ- plenty of North American talent too (such as Clara Engel). The bands- that are out there- are pretty adept at stirring the soul; whipping up some energetic and uplifting sounds- less competent when broadening their horizons into sharper and softer avenues. I want to raise a couple of points today: the first one revolves around solo artists (and their craft). I find a lot of the most intriguing and fascinating stories- with regards background- can be found in the solo market; the artists here have a great sense of range and innovation. Over the last weeks- U.K.-based artists- the likes of FKA twigs and La Roux have provided two distinct (and equally mesmeric) takes on the form- different and scintillating albums of Electro.-Pop brilliance. The former's Bjork-inspired vocals mix inside compositions that are far from obsequious: they rebel and tantilize; slither and hypnotise- LP1 is one of the most vibrant albums of the month. La Roux provides something less dark and heavy; her elliptical- yet punchy- songs are upbeat and catchy; instilled with heartache and confessions- Trouble in Paradise is a startling statement of intent. Aside from the Electro.-Pop queens, distinct and innovative artists like Imogen Heap are coming through strong- it is startling just how much variation and wonder is coming out. Being a huge devotee of bands, I am finding myself more entranced and hooked to the lone stars- the fervent and stunning acts trying to make their voices heard. What I do tend to find- when it comes to new solo artists- is that their personality shines more. It may be an over-generalisation; it seems bands are less adept at seducing (in quite the same way). One of the reasons (for my theory) is acts such as The Emsee- a Rap/Hip-Hop act hailing from Canada. That nation is once more showing just how imaginative and stunning (it is)- the diversity and quality being offered (by Canada) is beyond anything else. I am impressed by what the U.K. provides music- Canada seems to be on a different plain. Hip-Hop and Rap artists are offering up a lot of treasure and talent- having reviewed our own RKZ recently, the genres are wonderfully glistening. Edge, poetry, passion and anger can be found (in Hip-Hop and Rap); the voices and songbooks- the acts are showcasing- are more striking and sensational. Before I mention my second point, let me introduce my featured artist:

"Inch by inch, The Emsee is emerging from beneath the surface. Under heard, not underground, he’s only scratched the surface of his story to this point. And that’s why, even after reaching the final 12 of Canada’s Got Talent and a slot on City TV’s New Years Eve Bash, he’s looking at the days ahead as his biggest test – and opportunity. Spending long hours at his factory day job fuels his musical efforts financially and affords The Emsee endless time inside his own mind to explore his music’s meaning and direction. The Emsee fearlessly carries an all or nothing confidence in his art, one that doesn’t depend on co-signs or chart success. With little help or resources, he also has become his own in-house producer, which means he need not depend on any outside resources to fulfill his ambitions in rap. The Emsee first threw his hat in the ring with his first demo-experimental LP Reality Check in 2009. In 2010, he landed himself a Classified-produced single called “The Life I Love.” The #1 vote getter in a contest to see who could create the best remake of Classified’s song “Trouble,” he gained his first major moment of recognition. The song would go on to be his album’s title track with The Life I Love LP arriving late 2010. Riding the wave of the Classified-produced single, the album achieved local recognition with a nomination for the Hamilton Music Awards’ Best Hip Hop Album of the Year. It also marked The Emsee’s first full length project over original production and put him on a path to opening for D12, Royce Da 5’9, Danny Fernandez, The Envy, Jahvon Paris & Peter Jackson. At the heart of it, The Emsee is uniquely no-nonsense in his approach to music. His success rests on his own definitions and reflects an intense sense of self-worth. He almost prefers to be counted out, because he knows he’s got the goods to show any doubters he can really spit. It was this drive that landed The Emsee on Canada’s Got Talent and a coveted spot on CityTV’s New Year’s Eve Bash. Following these career milestones, The Emsee released “Cold Hearted,” a fierce ode to a seasonal lover. The self-produced song leads the way in a flurry of new singles that will lead the way to his next album. The Emsee is the humblest rapper that you can’t touch on the mic. He’s the unassuming figure in the corner who jumps on stage and drops jaws. Watch him drop yours."

Before I move into reviewing- the music of The Emsee- I will raise one point: the genres of Rap and Hip-Hop. When it comes to mainstream examples- the likes of Kanye West and Eminem- they get plenty of exposure and appreciation- the newcomers tend to be relegated to niche considerations. For every act (such as The Emsee), there seems to be a multitude of bands- it is the latter that gets the biggest acclaim and exposure. A lot of music listeners and fans turn their noses up (at Rap and Hip-Hop)- declaring it too angry, violent and non-musical. If you overcome any prejudice and shortsightedness, then you can uncover a lot. The genres possess such a rich amount of poetry and music innovation; spectacular intentions and wonderful moments- do not overlook them! The Emsee is gaining some heady praise and appreciation- his unique and special sounds are gaining headway. The fact that our hero works a factory job; produces music on the side almost- shows just how determined he is. It is always impressive when an act can mix a day job (with their dreams and ambitions)- do both and have true and high ambitions. That is what music is all about, really- mixing the workaday and extraordinary; making sure you never lose focus on your true love. I hope that The Emsee will pull in the big bucks (soon enough)- is able to dedicate his entire time to his cause- and pour all his energies into the pursuit of musical gold. Having produced such a huge body of past work- I shall investigate a few past tracks later- he is one of the most prolific and hard-working musicians around. With each new song and movement, the young Canadian grows in confidence and intention- Rap Squared shows just how exceptional (he is). The story of young-artist-works-hard-struggles-to-make-dreams-come-true has been played out on the silver screen (countless times)- rarely do the stories compel and grip you. In real life, there are plenty of acts that are in this predicament- they put their heart and body into making their names heard. The Emsee is going to have a big future for sure- the reviews coming in (for Rap Squared) show universal critical acclaim. Aside from appearing on Canada's version of Britain's Got Talent (perhaps a minus there; shan't hold it against), our hero is a truly credible and worthy artist- someone who wants to hit the big time. The amount of passion he puts into his music is only topped by his raw talent and individuality- his music combines witticisms, stunningly tight lyrics and exceptional vocal flair. If you are more inclined to fester your attentions (in the direction of Pop and Rock; its sub-genres too) then you miss out on so much- narrow-mindedness can rob you of so much pleasure. Up until a year ago, I had not heard of Kate Tempest, RKZ and Fola- some of the U.K.'s best and brightest Rap stars. Few critics and reviewers- based here- take the trouble to proffer and promote International Rap/Hip-Hop talent- that needs to change. Were it not for my role (as a music reviewer), then I may have missed out (on The Emsee). Without further ado, let me get down to business...

There are few acts one can directly reference (with regards The Emsee). Although the Canadian is a Rap artist, his voice and singular visions are tough to draw with any other act- there are a few that come to mind. Perhaps one of the most relevant like-minded acts is Eminem. There are two Eminem albums I can mention- that could have inspired The Emsee. Whilst not possessed of its horror and overt violence, The Marshall Mathers L.P. has embers in Rap Squared. If you look back at the Canadian's work, you can detect that comparable assault and directness- the passion and fervency (of the words). The intense visions of Rap's self-consciousness; the lyrical genius- all of Eminem's early-career highlights are all there. Our hero has the same talent for words; the innate ability to project vivid and startling stories- grip the listener with his candid and assault rifle vocals. The Emsee critiques malevolent aspects of contemporary culture- like Eminem- and shows emotional complexity and compositional depth. On his first L.P., Eminem lacked the depth and musical quality- that synonymised his latter works- on The Marshall Mathers L.P. he hit his peak. Like the U.S. legend, The Emsee has a mixture of personality traits: the good-hearted warmth, the dangerous vengeance; that thoughtfulness and wit- the bait-and-switch double-bluffs. The Emsee's current mandate is a pathology of the personal and sociological- he does not limit his attentions to self-absorption and restricted anger. Encompassing a wide range of concerns and topics, Rap Squared has all the cinematic and compelling qualities (seen through Eminem's 2000 work). Critic-proof and dangerous; startling and stunning; the transgressive humour and verbal badinage is breathtaking- Rap Squared is a giddy and undeniable slice of gold. Although homophobia and sexiest violence is de rigeur in the modern Rap environment- The Emsee steps aside from these tendencies to showcase something much smarter and less discriminating. The ruptured psyche glimpses and rampant humour stood side-by-side- on The Marshall Mathers L.P.- the mix of reality and surreal confounded critics. The Emsee blends similar considerations and aspects (together). Boasting tremendous production values, Rap Squared sees liquid notes, stuttering beats and stunning soundscapes (give the song) a heady and atmospheric quality. The way Eminem stood aside from his peers- on this album- has inspired The Emsee (he stands in his own world); one of the most truthful and relatable rappers around. The Eminem Show is another album (from the rapper) you can see in Rap Squared- in addition to The Emsee's previous body of work. Eminem's third album saw the star become bolder, bigger, funnier and more entertaining- the same distinctions one can apply to The Emsee's latest offering. Similarly stylish, dense, catchy and mature- our hero is on a similar upward climb. The Emsee's dizzying prowess and dazzling individuality confirms what a mixture of soul-wracked and ambitious fighter (we have in our midst)- he seems like a worthy successor to Eminem's fading crown. The Eminem Show rapped and flowed naturally and without restriction; it was a holding pattern (albeit a glorious one) where the MC skills were augmented and solidified- Eminem marked himself as one of the greatest MCs of our generation. The undercurrents of discontentment and political anger lingered (in The Eminem Show)- The Emsee injects a little of that; he directs his anger towards youth, his so-called 'peers' and the modern life state- delivered with the same impactful swagger and accusation. One more Rap name I will mention is Kanye West. While not displaying the same vocal sound and style (as West), The Emsee covers similar topics and ground. If you consider My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy- that album looked at consumer culture, celebrity excess, self-aggrandisement and meditations on fame. Although West's career masterpiece was defined by its gaudiness and no-hold-barred bad taste- it remains a grandiose and spellbinding musical extravaganza. The Cubist projects- where form, colour and subject were reformed and rearranged to present new and daring visions- combined adept and diverse elements; all lavishly employed and presented. The maximalist takes on East Coast rap impressed critics; My Beautiful' was a work that pulled together all West's promise- the pathological allegiance to emotional bareness was one of the high-points. The Emsee has a similar nakedness and defined quality; he presents a comparably grand sense of occasion and potency- Rap Squared hints at a (future album that) could be as mesmeric as My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy. Beastie Boys are an act that draw in Rap and Hip-Hop sounds (of the '70s, '80s and '90s)- a consistently inspiring act that have never produced a weak album. If I were to select one of their albums- to compare with The Emsee's work- that would be Paul's Boutique. This may seem a little over-the-top- as this album remains one of the finest ever- yet there are similar shades and colours. Beastie Boys are synonymous with their party atmospheres and celebration of life- the bragging bullcrap and clever-as-shit lines. The Emsee- in previous work- has produced literal-minded samples and stark beats- on his current offering he instills some of Paul's Boutique's most notable facets. Instead of criminalising and boasting (without limitations), The Emsee castrates the competition- casts himself as a truth-telling poet of the age; dispelling well-held truths (that many young and naive listeners hold firm). The high-speed volubility- Beastie Boys perfected- comes through on Rap Squared- it is a tornado of imagery and clever-clever middle-finger salutes. Beastie Boys alienated some critics- when their masterpiece was unveiled- as it is a dense and packed listen- so much information is thrown in. Gaining huge retrospective acclaim, the L.P. stands as a brash recontextualisaton of the familiar; a full-bodied representation of rich and startling characters- Schadenfreude and earnestness traded poker hands. The Emsee does not sample and cross-splice like the U.S. giants- he keeps his voice and style more linear and focused. That said, this focus and concentration means his words and voice are up top- less emphasis is put on soundscapes and musical collages. Fusing scintillating electronics (and beats) with staccato missives, his work is a thing of joy- incorporating plenty of incontrovertible truths and thoughts. It is difficult to draw The Emsee with anyone else- perhaps Eminem is the most relevant influence; the two differ in terms of their styles and lyrical themes. In that sense, the Canadian comes across as a natural breath of air- he is not committee-born (and a synthetic music hybrid). Perhaps his appearance on Canada's Got Talent was a little remiss, yet his ambitions and desires for success should be applauded- he is more concerned with respect and just-reward; as opposed to fame (the only reason most people would appear on talent shows). Rap Squared is stronger than any previous offerings; a stunning new slice (that promises a great future)- a song that everyone needs to hear.

When looking back at the work of The Emsee- that is quite a Herculean task. Having produced so much work, I am looking back at seven particular tracks- to show how much he has developed and evolved. When listening to his tracks, you find yourself writing lyrics and trying to rhyme along- I am more Vanilla Ice by comparison. Every track is so stunning and vibrant- it is hard selecting a choice few. Looking back at his album Empty Promises (released in September of last year) you will hear what I mean- it is an album packed with genius lines and incredible tracks. The Warning is a clarion call and shout to the world. The rumbling beginnings are shockwaves- that threaten a huge score on the Richter Scale. The song builds like a storm; buzzing and fast-flowing electronics beckon the song forward. Synths. and '80s-inspired sounds blend with sirens and dangerous promises- the scents of the street is distilled and collected in a jar. Our hero is watching from the outside; seeing the curious specimens within- the song is a big and atmospheric wonder. Fast-flowing and spat raps collide with intelligent and nuanced lines- The Emsee goes over the heads of most. Imbued with a natural-born and intuitive (flair for words), he supersedes his peers- there are bold proclamations (and a sense of cockiness). Not willing to dumb himself down- for Harry and Lloyd (of Dumb and Dumber)- the maverick Canadian is leading a rebellion- presenting sharper and smarter suits. The witticisms and sharp deliveries have an air of Eminem- you can hear a similar tone in the vocal projection. There is scant profanity and violence- our hero is endlessly urgent and smart throughout. The tables are turning; acclaim is coming his way- our man is rebelling against the lows and losers of Pop. He is no Shakira or Shania Twain- this cat has claws and teeth. Savaging the competition; the song introduces aliens and the supernatural- a myriad of images and scenes are thrown into the mix. Fifty Percent starts with backwards samples and female vocals. It is a slow presentation but one that is alert and alive-The Emsee has some thoughts to get out. With some terrifically assured and innovative sampling, the song is intent and adventurous- the vocals are haunting and gripping. Wordlessness and ethereal motions linger in the backdrop; our hero is bold up-front. Hip-Hop hardness and jagged edges enforce their authority- the raps come thick and fast. Bullet-pointing the scenery- like a high-calibre assault rifle- the Canadian is a rebellious general- striking against the mainstream. It is impossible to not get caught in the multisyllabic wordplay and poetry; The Emsee has a fervent mind- a bit cocky; but he has a right to be! Wondering how anyone could resist (his inalienable charms), The Emsee is stronger than most out there- even when his tank is half-full. That braggadocio and masculine swagger does not come on too strong- like a harsh cologne- it is perfumed and potent. Once more presenting a tight and gripping drama, the song resonates and strikes hard- it is one you find yourself repeating time and time again. Cold Hearted leads with delicate xylophone- or electric piano- notations. Spoken Word embers blend with lullaby softness- the infantile and mature mingle alongside one another. Stuttering and zombified beats soon up the ante- the track's tales of broken love start to come to the fore. Our hero has been left disappointed by his sweetheart; she has screwed him around (not in the good way) and left him angry and distant. Having bent over backwards for her (again, not in a good way) he is at the end of his tether; bereft and wracked- the words have urgent and passionate rage. Not over-played and yelled, The Emsee is showing his concerns and bruised soul- he has not been appreciated or respected. The child-like and razor-sharp weave inside one another (to create a deep and rich sound)- there is sensitivity among the harsh realities. Being clear of his disreputable beau, our hero has become a different man- someone untrusting and ravaged. Tensions rise and cracks form- his sweetheart is always late and unreliable; she is condescending and lacks empathy. Showing no romantic ethics, the parabond is beyond the point of reconciliation- the endless strife and burden keeps the song electrifying and insatiable. With so many other terrific tracks- on Empty Promises- his current L.P. is a career high-point. Perhaps getting the recognition he deserves, our hero has had to battle hard and long- The Life I Love showcased this overt annoyance and suffering. A dozen tracks of glistening gold, cuts such as This Is Me synonymised a young man (who has not gained due diligence and respect)- he wants to let the people know how much it irks him. Soothing and Electro. opening swathes- put me in mind of The Avalanches- there is a micro collage of sounds and kaleidoscopic sound fragments- they unify spectacularly to cook a rich and heady cuisine. The song crackles and builds; soft and punctuated beats show some restraint and level-headed consideration. The song looks at the love The Emsee has (for music)- he keeps his visions persistent and crisp. Determined to thrive and succeed, that emphatic energy comes through in the song- the words inspire the listener to pick up a pen. A myriad of startling lyrics are twisted and teases; split infinitives and vivid scenes sit with one another- it is a sharp and intelligent beauty. Our hero confesses he is an Mr. Average Joe- a normal guy trying to get his rightful acclaim. The stunningly tight rhythms and lines spiral out like gunfire- it is a determined and fast-flowing performance. Our man sits at home and perfects his style- his prefrontal cortex is freed in his menial day job- he may love it; I don't want to stereotype and offend. The earnest and open tone draws you in; you start to side with our hero- why have so few latched onto his brilliant talent? Here For a While has an atmospheric and cinematic start- gorgeous strings shine like fireflies. Seth Rogen and broken necks are mentioned close to one another- a recurring dream of mine. The kids out there want to talk all proper and refined; they are idolising the awkward-rapping half-wits of the world- southern accents and hillbilly dopes are being dressed-down and derided. The cheap and facile are being exposed and accused- The Emsee is so much better than them. Feeling aggrieved and discriminated against, he wonders where his acclaim is- he wants to progress and develop. The new generation is failing- due to bad parenting- and need true leaders- the braggadocio that inflames the words makes everything stick. Vitriolic and immaculately conceived, the song is a weaponised assault- the ironclad mandate is one of the artist's most compelling. Reality Check predates Empty Promises- you can see the development between albums. The lyrical themes change from incriminated and hard-done-by (here and on its successor) to confident and more fulfilled (on the latter). The early recordings are angry- they contain tales of injustice and heartbreak- our hero sounds more assured and safe in later works. Whilst the lyrics changed course and conjecture; the ambitions, compositional genius and lyrical brilliance did not change- they have been stunningly confident from the beginnings. Reality Check showed just what a terrific writer The Emsee is. Grand Entrance is as bold a proclamation (as its title). Electro.-Swing sway is sampled up top- grand and elegant, it is passionate and graceful. Hard and rushing; operatic and brash, the burnishing brass-infused waltz is a perfect starting-point. The raps blend magnificently (with the composition); both magnanimous and assured, the performance is electric. Our man doesn't need swagger or guns- he has the ability and power contained within. The experimental sound reminds me of Beastie Boys and Massive Attack- the former is particular evident and emphatic. Ornate and libidinous lustfulness defines the sound- a tale that is filled with anger. His fellows around Hamilton, Ontario excluded him- due to his lack of jewelry and cliché Rap accoutrements- the indignity and annoyance is clear to hear. Heart Break sees female vocal swagger come into force- a sweet and tender starting position. The vocals here are calmer and soft; measured and honest- our hero is getting thoughts off of his chest. He prefers to sit at home and write poetry; not the sort to get drunk and start trouble- the chaste and dedicated music life is the one for him. The Emsee had no income as a youth; he was bitched at (by his dad) and confined- now he is all-in and emancipated. He wakes up in a cold sweat- it is no arrhythmia or illness; just the anxieties of ambition. Settling his nerves with writing, our man needs a lover behind him- in order to survive. Star Wars-scale vengeance is planned; congeniality is not on the horizon- our man means business. Rap Squared carries on the traditions- seen in previous releases. The vocabulary and sparkling poetry is up to the high standard- seen in previous work- but seems even more assured. The lyrics are witty and tight; the vocals as pressing and tantalising as ever- the quality is (some how) high still. Being such a phenomenal and assured act- from the start- you cannot improve too much; Rap Squared finds new inspiration and topics- our hero is at his wittiest and most quotable. Given the rate of progression, prolificness and quality; we will not only see a new album soon- it could well surpass his previous endeavours. As wise and astute as Yoda; direct and memorable as a hurricane; talented as Eminem and Beastie Boys- the young Canadian is destined for the halcyon regions of the mainstream.

A ghostly and pallid laugh opens up Rap Squared. (Sounding like it should have been delivered by Vincent Price- during Thriller) it sets up the curiosity and fascination. Spectral and distant electronic haunts melt with snatches of wordless vocals- the early mood is one of chill and atmosphere. Inside the creaking doors of the horror house, it leads to a Spoken Word sound. The vocal snatch sees a mathematician draw two columns (on a board). The left-hand column is marked 'x'- the numbers 1-10 will run down it. As this experiment and formulation is being expanded upon, a tender and emotive piano line merges into the mix; the Classical-cum-Hip-Hop combination puts me in mind of Kanye West and Beastie Boys. Our hero shows great consideration and restrain- he does not launch in from the start (and pulverise the listener). The fascinating and well-considered early moments define the song's title- a seminar and lecture that is meant to be instructive and educational. As the snippet comes to its end (the teacher/professor) states that the numbers will be "continuing indefinitely beyond 10." As you try to wrap your head around the images and mathematics, a rude awakening occurs- The Emsee is keen to get to the mic. Delivering his words with a determined and steely-eyed drive, we look at some disreputable dude- a man who is cussing and disrespecting (the Canadian). The unnamed protagonist feels aggrieved (by The Emsee's raps about Rap)- believing he "should scrap that." Standing aside from his peers, our hero dedicates Rap Squared to the "hearing-impaired." Its volumised and sonic intentions are expounded from the get-go; the delineation and projection is levied towards full emotional resonance- there are slight pauses and breaks between words; the pattern shifts and mutates to keep the song agile and confounding. The people want (our man) to rap about Rap; indeed, it is "Rap Squared"- a new form of song that is designed to mess with the brain. In the embryonic moments, a few things hit the ear. The underlying- and pugnacious beat- drives the song forward with intention and force- a tough and static punch that makes every word stand out. The lyrics have an air of sarcasm and humour to them; there is intention as well as discontent- the young master is defined by his original and true voice. Looking at lazy captains- that do not want to go to practise- our hero is satirising lazy and overpaid sports 'heroes'- bone-idle false idols that gain too much praise (for playing games, essentially). The Emsee would rather write and rap; spend his time pursuing something more meaningful and impressive- the spitting witticisms come thick and fast. Aiming his attentions out at the world, our hero says (an anonymous "you") preaches more than "the Roman Catholics"- you start to wonder whether the words are directed at the media, a friend; or else a sweetheart. In my mind, the messages are intended at the larger world- the media and large swathes of society. Our hyperactive-minded and busy-brained fighter is "in the same boat without a life jacket"- drifted in the Atlantic Ocean headed for an iceberg. The Emsee has heard they're trying to save the woolly mammoth; he would be pissed if he didn't get the chance to "body-slam it." That crazy humour and gleeful fun comes out in the words; there is a wackiness- that is not juvenile- meaning you are gripped by the words- they are upbeat and witty; deep and meaningful. By mixing metaphors with literal outpourings, the words have greater depth and relevance. Our hero is on a quest for success and regency- he wants to rise above the competition (and stake his claim). The unmatched and unstoppable raps are being knocked out the park; The Emsee may have slipped-up (in the past) but is back and unstoppable- rapping and rhyming his arse off. Having Moonwalk-ed off the ark- once more displaying his multifarious imaginative witticisms- there is a huge confidence coming in- a boastfulness that makes the words endlessly gripping and intent. Showcasing some of Eminem's vocal delivery and sounds, the Canadian ensures the song remains restless and evolving- the pace and speed changes and mutates; the beats expand and swell. The interchangeable and capricious minds are being slammed- the people who proclaim (The Emsee's) raps; only to denounce them a second later. Not liking self-referencing and concentrated raps, it seems he cannot please anyone- the kids and bone-headed rubes would probably rather hear Lady GaGa or One Direction. While a lot of rappers seems confined to areas of gun violence, misogyny and excess wealth (bragging about it), our hero remains more relatable and grounded- presenting songs that are more personal and universal. This originality and flavour is being spat out and pooh-poohed. The catchy and ballistic chorus goes out (to those that are half-brained and uneducated)- those that are more used to the worst music has to offer. A preacher and sermon-teller, the juxtaposition of divinity and sarcasm makes Rap Squared a conflicted beast- you feel no matter how good the rhymes are, they will never please anyone. Having wrestled with demons (of acclaim and rightful recognition)- since his early days- The Emsee is still trying to win undecided voters- he has gained ground but is still having to electioneer hard. The "wannabe artists" are being slammed and denounced- he is a man playing in an arena of boys. When he turned up at a pissing contest, our hero shat on them- the micro-lengthened penile juveniles are being given a heavenly man-sized dose of crap. Defecating over the so-called 'competition', the witty and ice-cool razor-sharp cuts hit the mark- matching the headiest and most memorable lines from The Marshall Mathers L.P. The music industry- and the rapping game- is a business- our hero is the megalomania chief executive and monopolistic owner; no time for posers and wanna-get-a-boners (might need to sharpen my rapping rhymes!). Music is a business, in fact- the weak get fired and passed off; the strongest promoted- The Emsee has no time for the effete and ingenue losers (and cry-baby genuflectors). Whilst they rap about whiny-ass problems and narcissistic concerns, our man has a noble truth- he is the one that is leading the way. The other rappers need to listen up and take note; our hero has them by the throat- they should be in awe but seem seriously bored. Having had reservations "since my first show", the disaffected star has some jaded edges- he is the king among a house of fools. The song's relentless assault and energy keeps the emotions and urgency high- the storm that threatens (to drown the ark of endangered animals). Supervillians, serial killers and mega robots are traded into the atmosphere; our hero crafts his rhymes with killer precision- he is a robot-cum-stalker on the prowl. The discontent and disaffectedness hits the witty peak- around the about the 3:20 marker. Our hero would "rather be Phil Collins/Singing my roof is leaking..."- perhaps the song's standout moment- and seems at his most angered. Previously, The Emsee has cast himself as a Megalodon and heretic- someone who does not back piousness and religion; a "vicious monster" that would rather go to dinner with Dorothy man-tooth. It seems our hero cannot win: speaking the truth will only "keep the youths sleeping." When he is honest and pure, it does not get an audience and attention- they would rather hear rampant violence and gun-themed lyrics. More adoring of the knuckle-dragging hoe-slapping, skank-shagging puerile; our intelligent star has had enough- his formative years have been spent trying to convert the mindless. The youths would like to leave The Emsee "in a hole to die"- like The Dark Knight, he will rise and conquer. Our man approves of feedback and reviews- his sheathed tongue pounces like a ninja. Not meek or demurred, The Emsee has been honest since his first days- not willing to flaunt ego and hollow words. The incandescent and striking words leave their mark- as the song comes to a close- and the listener is taken aback. There is no one-upmanship and hobnobbing intention; our hero wants to get his rightful respect. Slamming the competition and young rappers, the song is a ballistic missile that hits its target- and leaves the landscape in tatters.

It is incredible to see how promising and strong The Emsee sounds. With each song he becomes more confident and assured- growing in intention and force. Being inspired by early-career Eminem, the rapping and lyrical content is of the highest order. The wit and humour mix seamlessly with spiked words- that melting of emotions makes Rap Squared such a treat. In so much as you will be quoting lines from the song- there are a dozen or so that rank among the best this year- you find yourself repeating the song- it is such a quick and relentless rush, you need time to take it in. The production is clear and concise; it allows all the various components to shine and unite- everything comes through with stark concision and depth. The beats are crisp and fighting; driving the song forward they melt with fluid and flowing electronics- the composition is a rich and sparkling slam. Keeping the instrumental elements to a minimum, the emphasis is on the vocal itself- making sure the words do not get buried or overcrowded. Whereas the likes of Kanye West will throw horns, orchestras and sampling into his songs- making them ostentatious and slightly vulgar- The Emsee strips his song to its bare-breasted best; allowing its stunning body to mesmerise- the chintzy and gaudy bling has been thrown away; the jewels and ceremonial accoutrements dispensed of. Mathew Cathcart's alias and alter-ego is leading a brave and noble charge- standing himself aside from the lightweight peers. Only the likes of Eminem provide any real competition- I have not seen any other rapper that comes close. In a music industry- where there are too many Philistines and posers- it is refreshing to hear the likes of The Emsee- someone determined to play for years to come. Our hero is one of the finest lyricists in the world- there are few artists as consistent and detailed. His lyrics do not stick to the same themes and tired clichés; the Canadian stretches his imagination and thoughts- you can tell how much effort and time has been put into his work. Most artists lazily scribble lines (on the back of beer mats)- The Emsee is an act that dedicates evenings to note-taking and fervent scripture. A lot of rappers conjugate the form- and mangle its essence- whereas our hero has a pure and unique sound. He does not vacillate and loquaciously wander- his concise and detailed projections are stunningly direct. The vocal deliveries are weighed with emotion, urgency and anger- he never explodes or wails on the mic. The dedicated vocalisations mean songs like Rap Squared are nuanced and highly addictive opiates- that which should unite and galvanise the balkanised masses. Rap Squared rallies against the contemporaries- who offer little but erratic and infantile rhymes- and their ilk; the gentile whining of vagrant minds. Displaying an incredible blend of humour and intelligence, the lyrics are beautifully carved and detailed- each line is superbly realised and formulated. Not willing to placate critics and neigh-sayers, our hero is pissed at the unceremonious lack of respect (he has been given). Growing in critical regard, The Emsee still lacks necessary market share- the gods of music have cruelly overlooked his genius. All of this inequality and discrimination should change; the future will see our man rise to prominence- if more cuts like Rap Squared are produced, he will be a mainstream leader in no time. In no mood to pander to those who favour gun-loving, ghetto-minded rappers, our man stands apart- make sure you listen to every word he sings. I cannot wait for new music (from The Emsee): his past body of work has offered nothing but uniform excellence and prodigious intent. Rap Squared is one of the most direct and memorable songs of the year- the toniest gleam of a rough diamond. Imbued with intellect and off-kilter humour, few can ignore The Emsee- no-one compares..

I hope that the U.K.- and European- critics start to attune their sights to the likes of The Emsee. (In addition to Canada producing some of the world's best new music) it is offering some of the most distinct- so many different genres are being considered and augmented. The Rap-cum-Hip-Hop blends of The Emsee are some of the finest out there; Rap Squared has humour, wit, tightness and focus- an aural assault of the highest order. It is worth looking back at the young Canadian's past work- seeing how he has evolved and mutated. His direct and urgent songs are those that demand attention and closer regard- you know just how far our hero wants to go. He may be working in a factory at the moment; one suspects he will not have time to do so (in the next few years)- that call to the big leagues is sure to come (soon). North America is the most fertile and bold (music) continent in the world; leading the way with its plethora of stunning and brilliant artists. Rap and Hip-Hop is among the fast-growing and portentous market in all of music- providing a way to get away from bands and discover something different. The thing about new music, is that it is insanely competitive and tightly-packed- there is not much breathing room to be found. One of the ways- to separate the wheat from the chaff- is to go beyond your usual listening patterns- broaden your horizons and take chances. I love the wave of Indie and Rock bands coming through- among them waits the future kings and queens of music. The trouble is, there are multitudes of them: that doesn't mean (this is the) music future is headed. For full prosperity and potential, there needs to be a blend and range; solo acts (British and international) need to be embraced- so that there isn't homogenisation and narrowness. Taking this into consideration, you would be advised- all readers- to investigate The Emsee- at the very least, he provides something bracingly different and fresh. His lyrics and wordplay is tight and stunning; his vocal delivery is urgent and gripping- the music welcomes everyone in. A lot of Rap and Hip-Hop acts can come off as a bit impersonal and unfriendly- that is the same in every genre- but that is a generalisation- they are among the most friendly and open (of all musicians). Rap Squared made me smile and chuckle; its lyrics are vivacious and razor-sharp. With a flowing and insistent vocal projection (from The Emsee), it is a song that few should overlook. If you have cliché ideals of the Rap market- black guys spitting about hoes, guns, drugs, the 'hood and equity capital (okay, not the last one!)- then you are in for a surprise- the modern-day Wildean lyrics confound expectations. I love a good song about bitches, messiah complexes and sticking it to the man (as much as the next guy); but yearn for something deeper and more inspired- the likes of The Emsee provide just that. Look around Rap and Hip-Hop (there is plenty) of wit and personality. There may be fewer bitchin' guitar solos and rapturous drum beats- that can only be a good thing. The mind needs cleansing and enriching; something new in its diet- irrefutable spine-tingle and unexpected joy. Make sure you follow Rap Squared and its stunning equations; the math really adds up- tortured puns aside, it is a thrill-ride that begs for communal love. Our hero is surely planning E.P.s and albums- pulling ideas from his brain and setting his sights high. Capable of covering a spectrum of emotional and sonic ground, the startling Canadian is extolling the virtues of originality- he is one of the most distinct and passionate musicians about. I will leave you with a pithy bon mot: that which looks at 2015. This week- in the mainsteam- there has been a grab-bag of mixed offerings- from the dodgy and mediocre (Twin Atlantic and The Gaslight Anthem) to the incontrovertibly assured (The Magic Numbers). I have sighed somewhat- nothing has been released I would rush out to buy. Next week shows a complete about-face- both Royal Blood and Dry the River release new albums. From Brighton-based Rock swagger to East London-based Folk grace, I could not be more excited. New music has that same imbalance and unpredictability: some weeks stunning acts come out; the next there is bugger all. You can always rely on diversity- few acts are boring and flaccid. When looking around at new music- and who will be in the critical mindset- there is going to be a mixture: a few new bands; Electro.-Pop artists; Soul and Pop soloists- in addition to a couple of Rap acts. I am wholly confident The Emsee will gain some momentum and foothold- make his way into the mainstream's spotlight. It may take a few more years, but it is definitely coming- few musicians have such a determination and will to succeed. Let yourself get in touch with Rap Squared- and all of its gleaming moments- and keep your eyes trained on the Canadian. While he toils and works his arse off (in the factory)- as we speak actually- I am sure he is fantasising about music; dreaming lyrics and conspiring- the young man is on a roll; making songs summa cum laude. Put down your Arctic Monkeys and The 1975; pick up something new and different- that which inspires the mind. When it comes to inspiring...

FEW do it (quite the same way) as The Emsee.

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E.P. Review: Kobadelta- Remain Distracted

E.P. REVIEW: Kobadelta

Remain Distracted

9.7/10.0

Remain Distracted EP cover art

Remain Distracted is available at:

http://kobadelta.bandcamp.com/

TRACKLISTING: Siam- 9.6/10.0 Repetition- 9.6 They Can't Hurt Me- 9.7 The Heretic- 9.8

STANDOUT CUT: The Heretic

RELEASED: 26th September, 2014

RECORDED AT: First Avenue Studios, Newcastle by David Curle (August 2014)

LAUNCH GIG: The Star & Shadow Cinema in Newcastle (with support from Goy Boy McIlroy, Schultz and Wake)

GENRES: Blues-Rock, Experimental, Indie, Psychedelia

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Having been celebrated (for their past endeavours) the mesmeric Newcastle quintet return with Stay Distracted. Kobadelta employ colours of The Doors, Arctic Monkeys and Black Sabbath (into their bubbling cauldron). Staggeringly tight and divine; their latest work is something you will not forget in a hurry- do not miss out on it ________________________________________________________

AS work commitments and sapping energy takes a hold...

I am almost nearing the end of my reviewing lifespan. It is good appraising bands and artists, but 'real life' is beckoning and pulling me forth. Writing anywhere up to 35,000 words a week, I am getting a little fatigued- need a bit of time to go and record my own music; set up businesses and train my thoughts wider. One of the great things about reviewing new music is finding sounds that otherwise would not come to my ears- my featured band have offered me the chance to discover something bracing and truly memorable. Before I introduce them to you, I want to raise one point: sound and intention. When searching around (and documenting) sapling music, you get a mixed bag of sounds- some acts are vibrant and daring; a lot tend to vary in quality. It is not the case that heavy and hard rushes create the biggest results- far from it. Even though bands like Bi:Lingual and Allusondrugs have given me the chance (to survey two of the most scintillating acts in the U.K.), I always look for deep and diverse movements; acts that spend as much time as possible galvanising their music. The aforementioned groups achieved this; they did not just lazily throw some notes together- they are bands that take the time to create gold-dust. Whether it is an interesting riff; the employment of classical strings; something a little unexpected- making sure your songs are as full and intriguing as possible is a paramount concern. I see too many musicians- come out- that are far too flimsy and lacking- their music does not hit all the bases (and truly stick in the mind). The very best music of 2014 has been defined by adventurousness, intelligence and consideration- so many truly terrific moments have come through. From the likes of Little Sparrow's haunting and Kate Bush-esque etherealness (to Gypsyfinger's Folk tenderness), the softer and gentler side of music has revealed some glistening diamonds. When it comes to the middle of the range- that mix of quiet and loud- then plenty of greats have come through- warriors of sound like Allusondrugs and Knuckle have stuck in my imagination. It is impossible to document (and give tribute to all) of the great new music highs, yet the abiding point remains this: the most prosperous and challenging acts are those that dig deeper and pack a huge punch. Having spent a lot of time investigating Electro.-Pop and Pop moments- over the last few reviews- I have been exposed to some elliptical and uplifting swells; music that is designed to invigorate and make you think. My featured act is a band that present plenty of beauty and lighter moments; their force and power is what sticks in the mind- something that grips and intrigues the brain. Before I continue on- and raise another couple of points- I will introduce the band to you:

Dom Noble - Vocals Alex Malliris - Guitar Chris Malliris - Drums Jonathan Marley - Bass Jordan Robson - Synths

"Newcastle based five-piece dabbling in dark and heavy 'indie-psych-rock'... Having recently supported the likes of Temples, Splashh and Superfood, we've been described as "one of the finest live bands in the emerging psychedelic scene" (NARC. Magazine)"

Kobadelta have a huge reputation in the live arena- many have stated how incredible they really are. Containing some mystery and curiosity- they do not give much information about their influences and background- the listener is left to draw conclusions. Many musicians leave their social media pages sparse- thinking that transparency eradicates the mystery and purity of their music. It is true to a certain extent; it is always nice to learn as much about an act as possible- it gives the listener a complete picture and shows a personal touch; demonstrates how much that act want to connect with the listener. Full disclosure can come in more than one form- Kobadelta ensure they give plenty of eye-catching detail and information. Plenty of photos and images are free for the user- their social media spread is authoritative and detailed- you can hear and see a lot of the band across the Internet. Hailing from Newcastle, it is great to hear some music from the North East- an area of the U.K. I have not had a chance to explore too much. Being concentrated in Yorkshire and London- most of my reviews take my there- it is wonderful to head further north; explore an area I do not get to tread too much- Kobadelta are one of Newcastle's most urgent and memorable bands. With the likes of Manchester and Liverpool having such a historic reputation, it seems that the North West gets a lot of the credit- and rightfully so. Yorkshire bands- as competitive as the North West- like Arctic Monkeys are rubbing shoulders with some of the best out there- few eyes look up to the North East. From legendary acts as diverse as Prefab Sprout (calling this area home) more critics and listeners should focus their mind here. When you explore certain regions, you can find some terrific things- Kobadelta have struck my ear and are a compelling proposition. Marrying Blues-Rock, Desert-Rock and Psychedelic together, they whip up some of the majesty of Queens of the Stone Age and Arctic Monkeys- two of the most popular bands of the moment. If these bands' latest albums have shown anything, it is that these genres can be mixed to spellbinding effect. Queens' Like Clockwork... trades darkened crawls with epic riffs; tight and focused jams with sweeter introspection. Arctic' created one of their finest L.P.s in AM- an album that sees them augment their talent for riffs; sharpen their craft and hit their peak. Before I get down to reviewing their music- and seeing who inspires them- it is worth seeing where they fit in the band market. Having gained such a huge reputation among critics and fans, it seems the Newcastle quintet are going to have a very busy and packed next year. They develop and grow with each release; pack their E.P.s with focus and phenomenal moments; take the listener into their world- not every band is capable of this. With so many mainstream bands starting to wane and waver, it seems that the likes of Kobadelta have the potential to claim some ground- take their place and nestle among their heroes. With regards the likes of Queens of the Stone Age- our boys are no lightweight equivalent. Packing an equivocal punch and strut, the young replacements have more energy and inspiration (than Homme)- they instill his Rated R/Songs for the Deaf regency in their latest offering. Too many new bands are provided a pompous amount of acclaim and support; elevated to unrealistic and stupid heights- they never achieve that sense of anticipation and regard. Kobadelta are the slinking and hard-working act that live up to the hype and positivity; they are serious contenders. With that all said, it is worth investigating the boys in more depth.

To get some background on Kobadelta, I have been listening to their early sounds. Their latest E.P.- The Hidden Door- was released back in February. Showcasing plenty of flair, passion and emotion, the E.P. resonated hard (with listeners and critics). Electric Chair was as sizzling as its title. Jumping and nervy at the start, the buzzed and blissed-out guitars investigate some Queens of the Stone Age's Songs for the Deaf territory- bits of Arctic Monkeys' darkness is in there. French words and blurred verbs hide in lyrics (that are constantly impressive and well-considered). Showcasing an economy and tightness, the track packs so much in- biblical judgement and commandments sit with byzantine offerings. The song's heroine is cutting the wedding cake with "the hunting knife." The band performances are focused and tight; every note and offering is honed and perfected- they allow looseness and fun to come through. Supernatural Cause began with some intent and striking percussion. Haunting and swirling, embers of Nick Cave and The Doors are seen; the cool-ass swagger that enters the fray (takes the song another direction)- dark and burbling undercurrents keep the song brooding and interchangeable. The ghosts of Tom Waits and Jim Morrison lurk in the vocals; seductive lip-licking matches graveled throbs and pulsations. Another song that matches it title, you are washed up in the spectral nature of the song; it grabs onto you and chills the bones- not a mordant number; it is a stone-cold chill that is designed to shiver the spine. The Hidden Door takes another course. Tribal and Celtic openings blend seafaring and swaying motions together; the vocal that enters has a rich croon- Morrison and Johnny Cash have an influence here. The Country embers are a nice touch (and show another side to the band)- they are adept in whatever genre they want to play. Paced and projected with a sense of calm and control, the song's lyrics are scenic and vivid- the wordplay is deep, evocative and intelligent. Epic compositional developments augment the sense of occasion and build- graceful one moment; rushing the next. Love Stone Chic incorporated some touches of Kasabian, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club and Arctic Monkeys. What it provided was some razor-sharp and sizzling jams; slinking and snaking guitars- punchy and manful percussive utterances. The focus and determination are unequivocal; the stunningly teasing aspects make it one of the E.P.'s standout tracks- allure, sexiness and chic are hallmarks that few other bands can infuse. Not Above & Not Behind was a softer and gentler animal. An aching vocal turn gave the E.P. a rounded and full sound- the band do not just present harder and more Rock-influenced parables. Sensitive pride sparred with masculine urgency. Our hero's possessed and emotive vocal looked at love and dedication- the heroine is someone who has done a lot for him. Having moulded and shaped his life; left her impressions, it seems that there is a sadness and longing here- maybe the relationship has ended; things are beyond repair. The devaluation and depreciation are evident and apparent- the song spares no time in getting under your skin. The shortest track on the E.P., it is a beautiful and still beauty- those tender acoustic guitar notes are wonderful. Knowing just what a force the band are now, it is because of works like The Hidden Door- a record that reveals new light and quality across repeated listens. The band's first full work was Ritual (Time Flies). Unveiled back in 2013, it was the band's first strike in the music world- something that made big impressions on reviewers. The influence of The Doors and Kasabian gave proceedings a crackle and vibrant sexuality; a leather jacket-clan coolness and strut. Chunky and huge riffs were part of a full sound and heaving bosom of sound- Blues-Psychedelia and bass-heavy rhythms sparred with Indie slices and Rock jams. Some of Michael Stipes's Out of Time vocals- and songwriting nuance- showed itself here; the band came out with all guns blazing. Edgy and alert sounds hugged synths. and funky avenues. Time signatures switch and change- in the middle of tracks- with the listener kept alert and surprised; the cinematic and filmic grandeur struck critical ears. Many saw the release as a Tarantino soundtrack-in-waiting- something that would be perfect for one of his films. Sexy and fighting mixes with celebratory and partying- that ear and eye for atmosphere was established here. The quality and luster the band display impregnates the music- that set them up for their first E.P. Joining in unison some U.S. Blues-Rock flairs with classic acts- The Doors and Echo and the Bunnymen- the band were on form right from the start. I can see the development from their early work- the band have increased in stature and confidence. Although Ritual (Time Flies) was a stunning and incredible work, Kobadelta improved and flourished on its follow-up- the guys ratcheted the urgency and passion; made sure that few ears could ignore them. Over the last few months, the quintet have been working hard; putting together their movements and strategies- what Remain Distracted shows is that they get better with each new release. The new quartet of songs builds upon The Hidden Door and all it contained- those key elements and assured sounds remains. The band have gained fresh insight and influence; distilled this into their music and produced their finest work- a collection that will see bit results and profits. With this rate of progression and development, it means future releases are going to be staggering- few can match their evolution and potency.

Kobadelta themselves are influenced by a number of different acts and artists- whether directly or by name-check. In terms of the vocals, everyone from Al Jolson, Nas and Mark Lanegan (count as references). When surveying the overall sounds and style I am reminded of Queens of the Stone Age. If looking at a particular album- to reference with the band- I would say Songs for the Deaf is the most apt. In the same way that Songs for the Deaf was a genre-busting and startling Hard-Rock album; Kobadelta have a pioneering attitude and huge musical ambition- they can splice genres and create a wide range of sounds and movements. On Songs' the drumming is muscular and primal; the concept and production is innovative and a humourous. Kobadelta instill the same amount of imagination and power; they are musos that make music for the fondest music-lovers- detached from what is 'expected', they create songs that are the result of a deep passion (for their craft). There is a sense- with Kobadelta- you are listening to a 'dream team.' Like Queens of the Stone Age's career-high line-up, you have the best and most striking talent on board- that comes through in their music. Thrilling, dramatic and odd moments are shared by both bands; the Newcastle quintet create a riot of sound and imagination- the quality and consistency throughout the E.P. is phenomenal high. When Q.O.T.S.A. unleashed ...Like Clockwork, they presented something darker and more restrained. The album contained crunch and power; seduction was found in the darkness- making the songs such a treat. It is a focused and taut treat; an album that demands huge investigation- revealing charms and new surprises after several listens. There was a little desert sprawl and wandering; some of the hallmarks of their previous albums- new components came to play. Densely layered sounds, interwoven riffs and eerie sexiness sparred with one another; guitar fuzz and elastic soloing provided heady shades and heights- off of the back of a hard and struggling time for Josh Homme. Having been hospitalised- and subsequently bedridden- following complications from knee surgery, ...Like Clockwork was the sound he found in the darkness- the inspiration that kept him going (and saved him). Kobadelta incorporate the key highlights and synonyms of that album; their sound has that elasticity and focus- they do not betray their identity; instead offer something new and inspired. Another band that come out in Kobadelta's sound- one that is close to Queens of the Stone Age- is Arctic Monkeys. Looking around at an appropriate album- to draw in for comparison- would be AM. Imbued with elements of Queens of the Stone Age's sound- Homme featured on the album; having produced its predecessor, Humbug- this album marked a high-point for the Sheffield band. AM drew inspiration from Rock titans and greats: some of the riffs featured could be compared to Black Sabbath and Led Zeppelin. The album was built on portentous beats and dark thrills- the combination of fun and seriousness provided a great contrast. Kobadelta match wistful Pop (and light) moments with muscular riffs; paranoid and haunted snatches come out in their current work. Huge craft and confidence defines their work- the same qualities that went into AM. Kobadelta instill maturity and focus into their music; meatier and compelling tracks- they do not forgo the frivolity and youthfulness (that defined Arctic Monkeys' early work). Looking around at possible U.S. influences, The Doors (are a band that have compelled and enforced) Kobadelta. In terms of album comparisons, I would say The Doors is the most pertinent example. That disc launched the band's intention; remains one of their finest work- it inspired a legion of other acts. That combination of Jazz, Blues, poetry and knockout blows took critics and fans by surprise- it is a debut that has rarely been matched. Spidery guitars, hypnotic backdrops and alluringly powerful vocals ran throughout The Doors- the nonstop melodicism and dynamic tension was hard to top. Kobadelta ensure they pack as much punch and intrigue into their music (not quite on the same plain) and draw in some of The Door's early-career facets. The vocal performances from Dom Noble possess embers of Morrison's velvet and sexual croon- that comparable lustre, power and raw edge. The Morrisson-esque Dionysia persona matched with stoned and immaculate moments- few can forget or ignore their debut album. Our Newcastle five-piece provide their own take of The Doors' commingling of potency and seduction; this comes through evidently on Remain Distracted. Being a direct influence of the band, Black Sabbath are a name that came to mind (when listening to their latest offerings). If you look at a Sabbath album like Paranoid; that was one of the band's finest early cuts. Within, the Visigoth rhythms and blissed-out riffs inspired bands like Nirvana and Metallica. At times it is soothing and seductive; for the most part it's hypnotic and frightening- the album defined the Heavy-Metal revolution. Kobadelta rustle up incredible riffs, multi-sectioned songs and epic drama; the guitar vocabulary is incredible- the monolithic and steamroller power cannot be refuted. Whilst Kobadelta do not touch on the same depressive and dark themes of war, death and genocide; they employ some of the drugged and slowed-down hallucinations. The Stooges are another act that come out in Kobadelta's sounds. If you take an album like Fun House- that remains one of the band's finest works. The album contained raw and sweaty peaks; energetic and immediate songs; the vocal ferocity and potency sticks in the imagination. The guitar work that came out in that album- with the increased confidence and potential- is only topped by the captivating and scintillating vocals- the album remains one of their masterpieces. Kobadelta incorporate similar stab and sizzle; razor-sharp guitar work and electrifying vocal performances- that unite Punk, Rock and Blues together. The lyrics The Stooges penned displayed intensity and disquiet; the bass was played like a weapon of destruction- the focus and tightness of the entire band is startling. Kobadelta ensure their songs are possessed of vivid and evocative scenes; moments that draw you in (and stay in the mind). The Black Angels are a band that have made a mark on Kobadelta. The Directions to See a Ghost cemented The Black Angels' reputation as one of best bands on the scene. The knowledge of Pop hooks and melodicism meant their epic jams and buzzing attacks had catchiness and dance-along charm. Their album contained plenty of ideas and directions; sounds that appeal to a multitude of listeners. Kobadelta ensure that their music is as rich and deep (as The Black Angels'); filling every moment with the same sense of occasion and potency. Black Rebel Motorcycle Club threw in guts, dynamism and aggression into Take Them On, On Your Own. That album contained swagger, cool and endless authority: the percussion brought the trio together with its power; the maturity and potency defined that album. Kobadelta have their own version of swagger and ice-cool looks; their music has that same confidence and ambition. The final duo of names (I will include) are Echo & the Bunnymen and Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds. Porcupine was an album that brought Echo & the Bunnymen to a new audience: its brilliance and giddiness excited listeners and fans- impossibly exciting fusions of Rock and Pop were included. The intricate production touches; yearning and soaring vocals are qualities Kobadelta share- they possess similar driving bass and urgent drum work. Kobadelta share Echo & the Bunnymen's knack of delivering great songs with a fun-time and emotive vocal force. The psycho-sexual vocal yelps- and Bowie-esque tics (that came out in Echo's debut album, Crocodiles)- was backed by huge and swelling compositions. Spookily evocative gems sat with blinking hallucinations and primal vocal performances- taking inspiration from the likes of The Doors. The visceral and exciting moments of Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds' come out in Kobadelta's work. The operatics, theatrics and dark croon- that compares with Nick Cave's pipes- are mixed with overmodulations and near-explosion. To be fair, it is best to judge the band on their own merits. Usually- when writing this section- I can levy a band (or act) with others; write quite a hefty amount- not today, mind. Whether it is because of the bands listed- and the lack of critical feedback- I have struggled a bit. When reading reviews and feedback- on the artists mentioned above- there is so much brevity and scantness- it has been impossible to flesh it out and provide full clarity and conviction. It is true that the likes of The Doors and Queens the Stone Age have made big impressions; the U.K. greats like Echo & the Bunnymen have played a big part- Kobadelta do not come across as a re-appropriation or tribute band. You can sense birthmarks and skin grafts in their flesh; little hints and sensations- the sense of individuality (Kobadelta provide) marks them aside from their contemporaries. The best way to do the band justice; pay testament to their music is to get down to reviewing it...

When assessing the E.P., Kobadelta explained it in these terms:

"The tracks are from our forthcoming EP 'Remain Distracted', which we will be launching on Friday 26th September at the Star & Shadow Cinema in Newcastle. Support will come from some of our favourite local bands including Goy Boy McIlroy, Schultz and Wake. 'Repetition' from the EP will is already available at soundcloud.com/kobadelta as a free download. The CD version of the EP is available to pre-order at bandcamp.com/kobadelta and will also be available on the night of the gig. We feel that the EP is the best representation yet of what we consider to be Kobadelta's 'sound' after experimenting with a range of ideas on our last few releases. It comes on the back of what has been a great year for us so far, being chosen to play Newcastle's Evolution Emerging festival as well as Stockton Weekender (with Happy Mondays and Public Enemy headlining) and Split Festival (with Maximo Park, The Cribs and Dizzee Rascal), and a live session for BBC Introducing. In the lead up to the gig we will be playing The Boiler Shop in Newcastle with The Temperance Movement on Sunday 31st August, and supporting Allusondrugs at Newcastle's Think Tank on Sunday 14th September. The gig will also be used as the launch night for our singer Dominic Noble's clothing and design label The Greensleeve (www.thegreensleeve.co.uk), whose artwork has featured on Kobadelta's previous releases (including the new EP), as well as for other local bands such as Bernaccia. Described as 'Supernatural visions projected in new technicolour', Dominic creates collages from recycled vinyl record sleeves and will be making his work available as prints and a clothing range."

Siam is the first track off the blocks- a song that gets to the races instantly. After a snatch of feedback and feline yowl, the band elicit a rampant and galloping introduction. The guitar and drum dueling reminds me of Queens of the Stone Age mixed with Arctic Monkeys- there is that dark undertone that is contrasted with elastic and upbeat power. The insatiable and catchy mandate is one that lodges straight in your mind: teasing and slinking, it propelled by a solid bass performance. The percussion crackles and smashes; the weaving and snaking electronics allure the senses- preparing you for what is to come. Our hero steps to the mark and is remaining distracted- his gears "are grinding"; there is a sense of anxiety in his voice. Buoyed by the rush and insistence of the composition, the vocal keeps the momentum flowing and endless. Our frontman felt compelled (to write his sweetheart) a letter- write down his confession and get it off of his chest. Instantly you bond with intrigue and mystery; speculate what is being documented and stated- that oblique and fascinated side comes out straight away. Throwing in humour, cocksure declaration and a sexy swagger, our man is like chocolate in a child's pocket; the hottest thing "since records began"- that unbridled assurance and urgency is something Jim Morrison would be proud of. The next verse looks at footprints on the bonnet; the window is open and that curious nature augments- you picture scenes and wonder just what is happening. Unfolding like a dramatic mystery, the hero ensures his voice is endlessly arresting and compelling. Marshalled by a dizzying and tripping guitar weave; authoritative and composed bass drive and percussive tenderness- the song's composition adds weight and colour to the main focal point. Proclaiming that "we are not so different", our frontman seems to be speaking to a sweetheart- perhaps I am off the mark- due to the romantic nature of his delivery. Previously, words have looked as sonnets and requiems- how we put emotion and heart into these poetic realms. The following lines offer no ambiguity or room for misinterpretation. Words that implore (the girl) to get down on all-fours slither with lustful and hyper-sexual intent- the vocal drips with lust and lascivious chocolate. Our man is not short of confidence and pride: knowing how electrifying and gripping he is, you feel he is beckoning his woman into his web- the hunter is on the prowl and is crawling through the suburban streets. As he- and his gal- are the same behind closed doors, there is a sense of submission: maybe his sweetheart has been resisting; the elemental proclamations are designed to draw her in. As the listener becomes embroiled in the sensuality and raw edge of the delivery, the band elicit a fiery and sparkling coda. Unleashing a twisting and scintillating riff, the entire group unite in voice- each player is tight and fully focused. Incorporating buzz-saw Blues-Rock with Desert-Rock swagger, the line is intoxicating and gripping- a swirling mezzanine of colours and concrete. Languorous and reptilian, the snarling riff burrows into the brain. Towards the closing moments, our hero lets his voice climb and rise- repeating a mesmeric coda, it becomes more pressing with each delivery. Distracted with gears grinding, the desperation and feral rapture bursts through the speakers. Supported by a yowling and animalistic riff; a taut and menacing bass slink; that pummeling and insatiable drumming- you are gripped by the intensity and sweat-ridden passion of the finale. Leaving you breathless and fascinated, the sense assault is the perfect opening (on a wonderful E.P.). Repetition is a song that is a free download- subverts expectations from the very start. Primal and rampaging guitar determination gets the song off to a flyer- it is a Hard-Rock riff that ties in Black Sabbath and The Stooges. Gritty, violent and wide-eyed, it is filled with potential. Soon enough the percussion arrives to add catchiness and spring; when the instruments combine the song mutates into something springier and more bouncing- that hardness remains but the song gets fuller and gains swagger. Delirious and victus, our untamed hero is keen to get onto the microphone. Paying testament to the necessity of repetition, vivid and bayou-themed scenes are threaded forth. If you are gone swimming- a message directed at anonymous figures- then be weary of its moonlight dangers; the potential for fatality lingers. Our man apologies and offers demure- if he got "carried away"- words of self-destruction and reflection come to play- it seems a particular friend or love is being looked at. Someone that (our frontman) can always rely on, it seems like they are the leveled and measured head (our man needs). Like Siam, the track has a restless and incredible pace and potency- that never-ending kick and drive takes your mind away and wraps you up. With a vocal performance- that injects lustful passion with reverend tenderness- the band are in no mood to retreat in the shadows- infusing a myriad of multifairiousness and vibrancy. Dark and scorpion stings strike with roaring and lioness guitar swings- melting Q.O.T.S.A., Arctic Monkeys, The Stooges and Black Sabbath (into their boiling pot). With Brigitte Bardot and kaleidoscopes- being thrown into the lyrical mix- our hero spills his words with a breathless and unstoppable force- I am loathed to keep mentioning The Doors. As unique a snowflake (as the band are) it is impossible not to hear the gin-soaked ghost of The Lizard King. Not quite as overtly in flagrante as Morrison, our hero enthralls you with his bursting and sexualised lung power- you get lost in the tumble and gripping melodrama of the song. At times some of the words may get a little buried- some run into one another- but the emphasis is on mood and potency- the sheer passion and evocativeness that is summoned forth. The composition is an evolving and interchangeable beast. The time signature and pace shifts at one point; the song relents into exile- allowing something reflective and restrained to come into effect. From the animal instincts of before, there is a sense of measure and calm- that sound expands and cracks to allow fervency and pugnaciousness to swing in. As you are bedding-in and starting to predict, the band offer a brief pause- the song teases before bursting into life (once more). Evoking the shadiness, danger and beauty of the night-time streets, the band unify to kick the crap out of the senses; take your brain out of your head- strip the bones clean. The dying seconds go down fighting; the percussion rifles and avalanches; the guitar screams and bays for blood- the percussion hammers and staggers. Being entranced and sucked into the band's vortex; the vocals are not done talking- repetition is repeated once more. Cleverly giving the song new meaning- repeating the song's title gives the song essential life and memorability- were the song left on an aural close; you would not be as impressed and taken aback. Showcasing the necessity of lyrical economy and incredibly well-considered songwriting, it is a track that leaves with a big a bang (as it began). They Can't Hurt Me starts with some incredible bass work. Bouncing and ripe, it reminds me of some of Songs for the Deaf's most intriguing moments; a little of Echo & the Bunnymen's early work- it foreshadows a brief guitar rattle- displaying sounds of a Tarantino-directed Western-themed opera. The song's hero returned from France; his lover "moved abroad"- it seems like a game of cat-and-mouse is unfolding. Crime scenes and criminal avenues are explored- the Tarantino predicament is reinforced- as the scenes unfold. Keeping the composition tight and focused- not allowing histrionics or needless energy- everything is tense and edgy. The sweetheart said "no to a bullet-proof vest"; the hero has a wire on his collar- that espionage-cum-assassin blend fuses in the scenic lyrical delivery. Showing vocal dexterity, our hero makes his voice sound emotive and urgent; culpable and innocent- a divine blend. The song looks at cartel infiltration; an appointment with the oracle- gang-land scenes and edge-of-your-seat butt-clenching tableau keeps you gripped and hooked. Throughout the track, you project images and unfoldings- provide your own version of events. In my mind, the duo are in France- not the first place you'd expect cartels to linger- as the song has a romantic and strangely Parisian sound. Among the moonlight and boulevards of twisted lovers, plots and plans are being formulated- the chase is on and the danger increasing. Our hero is indefatigable and heroic; a James Bond figure, he is indestructible. Making sure his self-assurance and confidence never wanes, the vocal delivery is impassioned and cocksure- never allowing arrogance or glibness to rule the roost. Perhaps looking outward- and casting himself out of the picture- we look at a hero that sleeps in the back of his limousine- in his pajamas he seems like a Brianstorm-esque anti-hero. Having gone from Australia to the Caribbean, the plot-line twists and evolves- the lyrics are sharp and fascinating. Displaying the same intelligence, wit and sense of story (the likes of Alex Turner possess), you are enveloped in the drama and theatrics. The vocal is one of the most entrancing, here. Going from a sensual and deliriously sexual smoothness; it mutates into something sharp and acerbic- sounding a little like Morrissey. Our frontman is deftly able to transmogrify from a chest-beating alpha to a Mancunian legend (in the space of a few seconds)- keeping his rock-solid personality in tact and firm. When the song's heroine (or "bitch" as she's described) failed to predict "anything at all"; that judgmental and accusatory tone is laced in- there is love and passion underneath. Whereas- on previous outings- gorgeous and emotive synths. have traded with brutal guitar work, here things are more evocative and Blues-infused. The guitars are not as snarling (as before); instead sensually swinging and licking its lips- matching the lyrics perfectly. Cinematic and atmospheric, the guiding and hardened bass sting conjoins with the rattling and bullet-fire percussion- the band pull together one of their most impressive and stunning performances. There seems to be a ménage à trois in place- a triangle of passion and deceit that is the root of the story. The heroine is loved by the hero; our hero loves her and all of this means neither (of the men) can be hurt- whether there is a sexual component to each relation I am unsure. The film explodes and contorts. That Doors-cum-Queens of the Stone Age melting of octane-pumping drama and sexual is enforced in the coda of "I love her/they can't hurt me." As the song starts its long fade, the scene has been set; the intentions laid bare- you hope that a satisfactory resolution was (arrived at). Following the assassin consignment- and anxious razor-wire nerves- the song completes its course- leaving you exhilarated and primed (for what is to come). Taking Remain Distracted to its close is The Heretic. The song opens up with intent and meaning- the soft percussionary shimmers have grace and urgency; possibility and wealth. Differing from the heavy and hot openings (of the previous cuts), here something more restrained and melodic is presented. Smooth and slinking, there is a teasing and f***-me sensuality to the introduction- the red-dressed, top-heavy, scarlett-lipped femme fatale is blowing smoke from the side of her mouth- teasing her finger around the rim of a Cosmopolitan. In the bar room, darkness and low-lit sensuousness of the night, the listener is hooked into the Blues-inspired embryonic moments. When our frontman comes to the mic., he possess all of his trademark directness and vitality. "Satanic on a Tuesday"; a heretic the rest of the week, his calendar and diary is laid bare- coming across as (supernatural) ritual potion of Craig David's 7 Days and The Cure's Friday I'm in Love (making me wonder whether David is shagged-out from all his exploits). The devil-may-care preacher is expounding his (lack of) virtues and faithfulness- his libidinous and inflamed loins have no time for religion, God or anything so vanilla. Throwing French temptation, wordless coos and flavoursome ingredients (into his cauldron of boiling lust), our hero is at his most playful and free- that confidence and assuredness has never sounded as defined and meaningful. Appropriately enough, a kick-ass, apocalyptic guitar buzz is ratcheted in- like a chainsaw through an oil refinery- blazing with vermilion passion, it is a mind-blowing and bowel-shiftng earthquake. Tossing in- and off to- the likes of Queens of the Stone Age, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club and Jimi Hendrix, it is a primeval and staggering sound- our band is in their element. The hero is looking at so-called good girls and innocents- the sort that turn tricks for favours; sell themselves readily: what sort of purity is there out there? Girls "flirt to make tips": the vultures will circle in and take their chances. Employing a staccato and Hip-Hop-inspired delivery- the vocal trips and tumbles- you get mesmerised by the free-flow delivery; it gives the song a sexual nature- that tangible physicality is what makes the words stand out. Once more, the beauty and glory comes through in unity- the band performance is as tight and compelling as any. The loose and sybaritic hemisphere (of our hero's brain) is being left to guide and implore- he is in his wheelhouse here. It is not just the lyrics and vocals (that catch your attentions)- with their vivid images and hypnotising allure- the composition is an equal match. Aside from the crunching and Tokyo-destroying Godzilla attack, there are psychedelic and drug-addled vibrating swaggers; deluded and trepidatious anxiety stings; colours mingle. The percussion is raw and alert; keeping the tension and rawness high- the bass drives and guides the movement. The entire ensemble is a magnificent cornucopia of sensations and sizzling fireworks- so many genres, movements and ideas are crammed in. Packing huge emotional clout, the snarling reptile keeps on hunting; never easing or resting. Becoming fatigued and overwhelmed (by his own insatiability), our hero's voice loosens its grip- retreating into the shadows (briefly). Keeping the unpredictability and fascination levels high, the song returns to its sapling sound- that calmed and Western-flavoured twang. The strings twiddle and capture with unassailable desire. Teasing and muzzled, the parable is overthrown and obliterated (by a firestorm explosion of buzzing guitars); warfare of electricity- the satanic retribution reaches its heights. Topping anything- the likes of Kasabian and their ilk have produced- it is a stone-cold gem- the song is the band's masterpiece swan-song. Just as you are begging for more, the track begins to fade- the listener is left wanting more; feeling reprimanded and stifled. It is a beautiful trick to pull: leaving the listener hungry and jonesing for more; having witnessed so much...

Before I get down to complimenting the band members (themselves), it is worth giving the E.P. a summing-up. My least two favourite words in the English language are 'miracle' and 'journey'. The former is a tabloid-favourite word- that is installed into ever heart-bleeding cancer recoveries and against-the-odds conception. Every time a woman falls pregnant- when doctors said it was out of the question!- when a destructive and seemingly terminal cancer is overcome- that horribly over-used word is applied. It annoys me, because there are no such thing as miracles; people beat long odds all the time- there are thousands that die due to cancer; never able to have a child. Such an infantile and moronic word, the people (who use it) are ridiculously pretentious and arrogant humans- the assumption is that God is playing his hand. In addition to God not existing; if he did, you really think he would give a shit about someone's pregnancy or cancer? Forgetting wars and mass murder, he would much rather make sure a middle-aged woman does not succumb to bowel cancer- forget the millions that die each year; let's preserve this one unspecial and boring human. My rant aside, that word ignores the human elements; the role people play in (things like cancer recovery). I have seen the word 'miracle' applied to music before- using it in the pejorative sense; applying it in the context of Remain Distracted would be a huge injustice. God dislikes Rock and Blues; it is the Devil that jams to the best tunes (as we all know)- if there was an hell-bound synonym for 'miracle' then I would apply it here. Few bands come across with such a unabatable confidence and conviction- the E.P. is rampantly assured and urgent (from start to finish). The performances are uniformly tight and staggering; each player is at the top of their game- the songs are nuanced and hugely memorable. Possessing a quartet of tracks, the E.P. is a controlled and restrained animal; one that leaves you begging for more- whilst offering so much wonder and brilliance. Taking in the sexualised and spiritual mythology of The Doors; ramping in some feral Punk fuzz (of The Stooges); tie it to bone-shaking and pre-coital lust of Black Sabbath, and you have a phenomenal concoction. Kobadelta ensure that other bands take a back seat- are used as guides and jumping-off points- and ensure their voice and soul comes through- Remain Distracted is a distillation of their hard work, uniqueness and incomparable talent. My other least favourite word- in the whole wide world- is 'journey.' Fine when applied to a physical transversion; it infuriates me when applied to anything else- most commonly musical endeavours and relationships. It is nauseating and head-explodingly obnoxious when a an act claims an album (or record) is a 'journey'- it is as pious, pompous and pathetic as you can imagine. A journey is a physical thing; applying it to metaphysical and emotional areas is horrifyingly obnoxious. That word is over-used- in this context- a cliché that should be eradicated. Away from the brainless profferings of musicians, love-struck goons and leprous celebrities, I will apply the word in a more literal sense: the way something can move you; from one location to another. Kobadelta not only take your mind around the world- here we go Down Under and to the Caribbean; through various streets, scenes and locations- from dark bars to bedroom sheets. Your brain, mind and bones are shifted and thrown about- detached from the body; the music is capable of lifting you off the ground in a fit of levity. Few musicians take the trouble to ensure their lyrics (and music) has an itinerant desire and sense of depth- too many come across as one-dimensional and obsessed (with love and relations). By mixing personal emotions with scenic and filmic atmosphere, the E.P. is a mini epic. It is time I get to the band themselves. Through the E.P. there is friendly fire- each player fights and muscles for attention. In addition to being a well-oiled and tight unit, each performer showcases their impeccable chops- stepping into the spotlight to gain hegemony and attention. The synth. utterances from Jordan Robson are the documentation and alliteration of early-days (The) Doors: the representation of the sexual and primal lust. Melodic, impassioned, dizzying and evocative, it is a vital soldier- one that manages to summon up a festival of mood and wonder. Combing brilliantly with his cohorts, Robson manages to inject heart, soul, flair and danger into the music- the songs would be weaker without it. Jonathan Marley's bass has plenty of melody, rhythm and tautness- at times it stands alone and is left to overwhelm and impress. Tight, menacing and driving, it keeps the songs in-check and focused- never allowing the dam to break. Able to whip up a weight of sexual endeavour, exploitative anger- springing dance- it is a stunningly consistent and impressive performance. Ensuring every song resonates and sticks in the mind, the bass notes are relentlessly gripping and focused. Chris Malliris provides the whack, wallop and pummel (of an army of men)- at times he sounds like he has six arms! Able to calm and reflect, his sticks can burst into life with the drop of a hat- his range and professionalism is exquisite. Adept at seducing with ease; when rampant and enraged he is at his peak; down in the mix and guiding he is superb- you cannot fault the sheer passion and conviction throughout. Keeping the backbone straight and firm- at times bent over a kitchen table- the persuasion is one of the most striking facets (of the E.P.). Blending seamlessly with his cohorts, Malliris marks himself out as one of the most spellbinding drummers about. Alex ensures the name Malliris is synonymous with talent and genius- his guitar work is among the most staggering I have heard this year. It is hard to believe one man is making all that sound; his range and authority is evident. At times his fret work is enraptured and overcome- sounding biblical and apocalyptic. Plenty of melody, rhythm and composure comes to the fore- stunning and detailed riffs are as synonymous as calmed and emotive lines. Kudos goes to him and his craft- it will be great to hear more of it in the future. Comfortable and confident (when projecting a cocky and swaggering swing); elemental when riffing his nuts off; at ease in the smoky shadows of reflection- few guitarists have that mobility and sense of confidence. The final notes go to Dom Noble: the embodiment of the music itself. Were a lesser and weaker vocalist- that is most of them- put up front, you would get a weaker and less wondrous E.P. Comparisons have been levied towards the likes of Jim Morrison and Iggy Pop- I know that Noble is inspired by the likes of Al Jolson too. It is true that there is plenty of sexuality and primal urge throughout- you can detect that lustful spirit of Morrison. Iggy's dog-like and jagged execration howls are relevant to Noble- he is capable of embodying the Punk leader with ample ease. As much as the likes of Alex Turner, Josh Homme and Tom Meighan (show their skins), the performances are defined by their individuality and originality- it is unfair to compare Noble with anyone else. Leading with conviction and authority, his performances are scintillating and gripping- the songs are brought to life spectacularly. All of these elements- the band contributions and considerations- have led to one of this year's finest E.P.s. Having been staggered by the likes of Allusondrugs, Little Sparrow and Ellene Masri: I am always staggered by the range and breadth (of new music)- Kobadelta are one of the best new acts I have assessed all year. Let us all hope that they have plenty of ambitious plans ready for the future- the public will definitely crave more of their patented blend of song.

Kobadelta are a tight and mesmerising unit- determined to stamp their mark on the music world. It is the small things that impress me about the band. Their music is alive and gripping; endlessly mobile and surprising in its twisting moments- it creates a gravity of wallop (and lodges in your brain). Being familiar with their previous E.P.- and single- I can see how much the band have developed. Remain Distracted is an apt title- your thoughts and senses are taken and interrupted; the atmosphere and potency summoned forth is heady and compulsive- a collection that everyone should delve into. The band care a lot about fans and newcomers- their Facebook page has plenty of great photos and professional shots. One of my biggest gripes- when it comes the new acts- is the lack of information and photos. Kobadelta have ensured they have a wide range of outlets and pages- you have no excuse for missing out. Their snaps are not just candid and scrappy; there are lots of great portraits and images- it may sound like a minor point; few artists take the trouble to do this. Showing how much music means to them; how prepared and ready they are, all of this comes through in their songs- a mandate and gauntlet has been thrown down hard. I am sure they are already planning gigging ambitions and future songs; setting their sights high and making arrangements. Being heralded and celebrated throughout Newcastle and the North East, the five-piece have the potential to take their glory across the U.K. Being a fan of Psychedelia, Indie, Blues-Rock and these genres- any band that can add something new (to the forms) are canny and belta. The competition in music is high and endless; so many different artists are coming through- I feel Kobadelta will fare pretty well. The early days are vital quality barometers- they can hint at what the future holds. Make sure you investigate Remain Distracted and all it has to offer- catch the boys in the flesh and see just how good they are. When they come to London, I will be sure to grab a place in the audience; see whether their live reputation is well-founded- I have no doubt about that. Before I wrap up, I want to circle back to the North East. An area that seems to be secondary- in terms of acclaim- to Yorkshire, Manchester, London and Liverpool- it is high time more people start embracing the likes of Newcastle. Equality and fair division is the key to harmony and musical prosperity- getting a great mix of regions and artists together. The best way to seek out- and proffer- this is to keep your eyes on social media. It may be a bit useless when it comes to some people- unwilling to share music and connect with others- but is throwing out some terrific acts and newcomers. Kobadelta are going to keep grounded and leveled- not wanting to get ahead of things. If you are a fan of many of the bands mentioned in this review- and the genres- then you will find a lot to like; much to recommend- the band go deeper than this. Plenty of anthemtic and graceful touches sit in their music; they are confident when honing in on softer and more melodic emotions- they have a variegated and wide-ranging ammunition chest. As I start to prepare a valedictory statement- prefacing a sabbatical away from the day-to-day routine- I am looking towards my own endeavours; planning my first foray into music- excited but a little nervous. I know all too well just how unforgiving and capricious the music industry is- how it hails an artist the one week; spits them out the next. Our quintet should have no fears; I have been inspired by them- more determined to put my own sounds down and jump into the ball pit. The next few months will see autumn arrive; the chill come (and a subjugation of sunshine)- a lot of musicians are going to retreat to the studio (to find comfort through song). If you are thinking that way, I would offer this advice: make sure you have put as much thought into (your music) as possible. It is all very well putting covers up on YouTube etc., but when it comes to your own fully-realised output you have to start with a bang- there is no room for false starts and unsure mindsets. Kobadelta have had critics and reviewers go mad for their music; salivated outpourings have tried to sum up their essence and potential- some have gotten pretty close. Their sound is a Tarantino epic; it has all the sounds he would love- almost like he could write a move called Remain Distracted. The music plays like an itinerant movie; events unfold and stories paint some very vivid and excited swathes- that is just one side to them. Rampant and chest-beating moments of The Doors- in addition to their compositional majesty- fuses with some incredible bass work; the vocals are uniformly velvety and gripping- the band performances are tight and intuitive. Buzz has been surrounding the band like flies around a honey pot- there is no hyperbole or over-exaggerations. The quintet have a truly unique and unexpected sound- one that draws in some unexpected sources and moulds it around their own startling concoction of flavours. Hitting you like a spiked cocktail, the music is drunkening and head-spinning; it demands attention- quite a bitches brew. Perhaps other critics have assessed the band better- certainly more concisely- few would have taken as much away- the boys have managed to lift me a bit (and make me feel less crappy). Most music hits on a base level; it does not go skin-deep or penetrate too much. The band is synonymous with words like 'penetrate' and 'sex'- if their songs had arms, they would probably stick them down your underwear. It is a sizzling cohabitation of layered and nuanced sounds (and incredible performances)- each band members is at the very top of their game. Displaying a keen ear for dialogue and wordplay, the boys are incredible songwriters- injecting the poetic, oblique and witty together. Having so much affection for U.S. acts, I would not be shocked if they found themselves in demand there- they seem natural-born to the charming bars and cafes of New York's Lower East Side. As precise as a robotic hysterectomy; as mind-bending as Cheryl Fernandez-Versini speaking French (she needs to master English first)- exciting as Justin Bieber's funeral announcement- their E.P. is an Old Testament chapter of song. While I prepare my next review, I am delving back into Kobadelta- into their tremendous current slice. Thinking about it...

MAYBE I could keep this reviewing thing going...just a bit longer!?

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BEFORE I delve into the meat of my business; get down to the nub of my discourse...

Thom Yorke

this week has really taken its toll on me. I will get to more music-related avenues very soon; I want to lead with one issue: the death of Robin Williams. Everyone has paid tributes to the peerless comedian- a man with no equals- and how saddened they are by his death. Most will be able to detail and assess their feelings with more eloquence and clarity; for me, Williams's suicide marked something of a shock- an earthquake whose tremors stirred deep-seated feelings out of my brain. Having battled through- more like put up with- clinical depression for the last 15 years-or-so, there are times when it worsens- the fluctuating nature means no two days are the same. Having attempted suicide several times- the actual number is alarming- I identity with and are burdened by suicidality- as we speak in fact. Few would think to look at me. I barely smile or laugh naturally (or without 'provocation') when about others- but have to project an air and personality that is at least quasi-buoyant and cheery. In the pub industry- as well as office work- you need to connect with people; make them feel confident and looked after- they are not there to guess your state of mind; make you feel better. When that heartbreaking news filtered through the airwaves, it kicked me in the face- everything became crystallized and trained. Those not aware of the complexities of depression may say- William's suicide- is the act of a selfish man- he has money and fame; why would he want out? Apart from it being the most insulting thing you can say; suicide is not selfish- it is the hardest decision anyone will make; it is the bravest thing anyone can do. Eager to escape the terrible suffocation of his predicament, he stopped the walls from closing in- the U.S. legend decided to put the lights out; let the genie out of the bottle. The final moments must have been a turbulent torment of what-ifs, loved one considerations and salty tears- thinking about it is excruciating. I will not dwell too much on Williams's death; only to say this: the same sort of depression rules the music scene. Most people have no idea what a near-death experience is. It is not a situation where you almost die; it is when you are unconscious- from an operation or accident- and see a white light and heavenly glow- hence the 'near-death' part of it. It is just something that annoys me most (aside from all white van drivers, children, and people who add an 's' to the end of Marks and Spencer, Tesco and WHSmith). My issues aside, a lot of musicians struggle with horrible depression- it is something that not only can define their songs; it can take their existence. I will be running a half-marathon on behalf of Mind- in a few weeks- to raise money and awareness for a cruel and insatiable illness- something a lot of your favorite musicians sleep with each night. A fundamental and ever-present danger, it would be a false equivalency to say 'whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger'- as you read, some of the most adored musical minds are withholding their darkest and more disturbed thoughts. What I want to do- and will explain more below- is highlight how wide a problem it is; how things can change- with some planning, cooperation and mutuality; steps can be brokered to lessening the prevalence (of depression). From the likes of Kurt Cobain; through Jeff Buckley and Thom Yorke; down to Morrissey, some of the most fascinating and talented songwriters have lived with- and died from- the grip of depression.

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In 'real life', depression can disrupt and grope normality and routine- put everything on the back foot and cause huge problems. In music, it can have some positive sides. When feeling that low and alone, many musicians regress to the songbook- channel their pain and feelings through the medium of song- transform pain and depression into something redemptive and inspiring. Art does not always guarantee freedom and a therapeutic support; if Robin Williams's death has shown anything it is this: even if you have an extraordinary gift; it does not stop the eternal footman snicker when he takes your coat (to paraphrase T.S. Elliot). This pissed me off royally- why should people so wonderful and inspiring have to suffer so harshly?  In my own life- not suggesting for a second I am 'so wonderful'- there are a number of different burdens.  With the considerate cocktail being added to by generalised anxiety disorder, chronic insomnia and various neurological issues- things are less than fun.  Throw in severe money worries, singledom and growing stresses- and you have a less than desirable situation.  I have my own coping mechanisms- most not doctor-recommended- but I know full well how difficult things are. Having accepted this lot, ambition and desires are the best things I can hold onto- planning the future and trying to siphon my restlessness into music and writing.  Unfortunately, the desire to review has practically evaporated- it is exhausting and it seems like I am going through the motions a tad.  I will continue to do it and support musicians for a few more weeks- when I will only publish one review a week- but writing things like this make me tick- putting dreams into motion and looking at wider horizons and bigger things.

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Music can help and soothe a lot of anxious and darkened minds- it does not ensure safety and life. It was then I decided Psychoacoustics had to happen- I will go into more depth very soon.  It is not designed to pad my bottom line; grow my wallet- I loathe and detest the faceless billionaires like Zuckerberg and their ilk- if I could find a way of weening myself off of Facebook, I would.  Social media sites are becoming means of profit-making; monitoring people's activities and personal information- there is no cooperative or reapportionment.  For all the benevolent and caring people out there, the tycoons and wealthy are not pulling their weight.  Aside from (Psychoacoustics) making it easier for musicians to record; others to meet; expanding possibilities and caring for musicians in need- there is a social element, too.  The likes of Facebook and Twitter and seriously limited.  Every time a so-called 'improvement' is made, it equates to a lick of paint- a font is changed; a small tweak made.  No ACTUAL improvements are made; things that will make the service better and more economical- the sites are riddled with limitations and pointless aspects.  Chocked full of adverts, banalities and boredom, people are sucked in because they become addicted- we spend hours aimlessly staring and posting anything that comes to mind.  I am as guilty as anyone, but know full well the likes of Facebook will die down soon enough; people will want a lot more; Zuckerberg is not going to make useful amendments- just see himself grow wealthier and fatter.  The social element of Psychoacoustics is geared towards music and connections; negating the traditional status updates- it is designed to help musicians connect; people to find great sounds; make charitable endeavours easier- ensure people can link with relevant contacts a lot easier than ever.  One of the big problems- when it comes to music-sharing particularly- is the lines of communication.  Whether it is a song, album or review (being shared), often your 'friends' will pass it on (or one of them) and then that's it- it sits like a turd not going anywhere; limited amount of people will see and hear it.  That seems insane: why is it so hard to have your work shared? Why do people not take the trouble to help others?  It is one of the downfalls of the 'social media age'- that clandestine and lackadaisical lack of community (and stretching beyond compartmentalisation).  I will give more depth soon- with less of a socialist rant- and explain my ideas- for now, another qualm is on my mind...

My second small point- that leads to my second business idea- is the growing digitlaisation of music. It is an exothermic fire that is singeing the wooden foundations of record stores and physical musicianship- the basis and history of the music industry. When I walk into HMV- for anyone under 21 it is a shop that sells music- I am like a child in a sweet shop filled with naked women- I run straight to the vinyl section and frantically leaf through. I love everything about music hardware- the eye-catching and stunning album covers; the range of vinyls, CDs and DVDs- all the colours, photos and sights. Without hardware, music wouldn't exist; with electronics and the Internet it is impersonal, intangible and spectral. You cannot take an iTunes download in hand; flick through the sleeve notes and marvel at the album cover- take a CD out and carry it around with you. Before I champion the necessity of music hardware- and get to the nub of my point- I will say one thing: music hardware needs solidifying and galvanising. The cassette was a dreadful and stupid idea: so flimsy and fragile, half of my cassettes were eaten up in my stereo within the first minute. The frustration of rewinding a tape- to get to a particular or song- is insanely backwards; the fact that cassettes are less developed and intelligent than vinyl tells you why they became extinct. Vinyl is solid and historic; impractical to an extent, as few have turntables in their homes. You cannot deny the beauty and lure of a vinyl- the designs take your mind; the size is impressive; the feel of the record causes shivers- the CD seemed like the natural step forward. Hmmm... true to an extinct, but there are huge flaws and issues- the CD is only half-good. It is a great size and shape; it is mobile and well-known- its limitations are glaring. In addition to it being a bit slight on the capacity side- you can record on both sides of a DVD; why not a CD?- some musicians are needlessly putting out double albums. I am not sure why a CD can not hold more data; it has been out for decades yet has not improved or changed- we can cure cancer but not this?! Digital avenues are limitless and unconfined- you are not restricted to how much you can put out; cost is not such a huge issue. The biggest and more irritating problem with CDs is their frailty- it is like handling a newborn baby. If you drop them on a carpeted area- a CD not a baby!- they have the potential to scratch and break; vinyls and cassettes are not this pathetic. The number of times I have accidentally dropped a CD down; picked it up- only to discover a long scratch running it. If the tried-and-tested repair system does not work- wiping it on your jumper; giving it a quick polish- then you are screwed. Nothing in life is more disappointing than hearing a song- or multiple tracks- skip and jump; it is like nails on a chalkboard- just thinking about it makes me want to kick a kitten through an electric fan...

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=7E0fVfectDo

All the boffins that have moulded the inner workings (of the digital revolution) have paid no attention to the latchkey kid- imparting wisdom and ensuring it survives. How hard can it be to reinforce a CD (so it is near-impossible to scratch)? The fact that technology and music hardware has reversed since the early-20th century tells you all you need to know- if people can't be bothered to improve it, no wonder so many are turning to digital- and more dependable- areas. The bad thing about this is that a domino effect is created. Suppressing the desire to go to the local HMV means they close down; the record shops start to shut and disappear- it puts good people out of business. In addition to seeing the erosion of music hardware, artists are suffering too. So much music can be downloaded and purchased for free- fair equity and financial apportionment are not taking place. I love that I can go to YouTube and iTunes; find any music in the world- play it with the click of a button. I would hate to see the day where the last of the vinyls and CDs disappear- it could be the theme of a quirky Indie film; a Nick Hornby-esque novel; the tableau of a Michel Gondry music video. The trouble is, it's going to happen- we will live to witness a day where record stores and physical products are subsumed and overthrown by electronic monsters- we are slowly being sucked into the machine; becoming disconnected from personal relations. In tandem with social media, online music-sharing takes away a key human element- the face-to-face interactions and bonds. When visiting HMV recently, I purchased a few albums; got chatting to the guy behind the counter- we shot the breeze about music and the best out there. When I play a song on SoundCloud, there is no human there to talk to; I cannot share my feedback directly (verbally) to them- I am afraid that we will forget the necessity of reality and tradition. I may sound like an old man- albeit a 31-year-old one- but I adore music as much as anyone; want to preserve and protect out heritages and monuments- make sure we do not bulldozer over them. In addition to digital music being accessible, easy and cheap; it also makes it easy to connect with a wider online community- we can share music so readily; filter it across the world with ease; find new fans and favourites. My job as a blogger and reviewer is only possible because of digital music and social media- I have met so many great people this way; I would not change that for all the world. I feel we can retain both; strike an equilibrium that sees the continuation of hardware and digital; keep the status quo frozen and capped- do not allow iniquity and entropy. This thought process and idea got me thinking about a second business venture- a record label that would not only represent a wide range of artists; it would funnel products back into music stores- and more besides. I shall go into more depth when necessary; hopefully you will stay with me...

The first strand of my two-prong pitch was for an all-encompassing and multi-leveled business: Psychoacoustics. It is the name behind a business that consists of multiple facets.

WEBSITE.

Idea of the site:

There are quite a few music websites at the moment, between the iPhone, Facebook and the Internet. Most of them offer roughly the same things- music sharing, free downloads and Internet radio access. There are a lot offering the same things, and quite a lot of things are not being considered. The idea of Psychoacoustics, is to pull all the existing qualities of these sites together, as well as offering new features and great networking opportunities- for free. The plan is to top Spotify, iTunes and the biggest sites- by offering what they do, plus much more besides. Specific areas and pages on the site will be named after musical figures, albums and events. For instance, a lyrics section will feature Bob Dylan’s name and be themed around here. It is sort of like a music Disneyworld- different zones and characters. This makes it more interactive and interesting (than most music sites) and is engaging.

Interface:

By accessing www.psychoacoustics.info (website currently under planning/construction), you will be able to access the site. From there, there will be a home page. On the home page is a main design. It is an animation of a studio, called Psychoacoustics. It is designed like Abbey Road, and there is constant movement on the page. There will be a bank of about 200 different musicians, who will walk into the page and interact with each other; leave and enter the studio- keep the user amused. The icons and animation will be colourful and interesting- better designed than most of the music websites out there.

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Chat:

There is a chat/Skype option where you can interact with any of your contacts or friends. This can be done via a Facebook-style message service, or Skype. When you add contacts- like Facebook or Twitter- you can chat with any of them at any given time.

Mail:

Your personal inbox; you can mail your contacts, as well as any musician or venue.

Search Engine:

This is a bespoke, specialist search engine. It is similar to Google but responds to questions and searches effectively- returning only relevant websites. It can record audio, so if you were searching for a song title or name of song- it would be able to locate it. The search engine is able to answer specific music questions and ties together information and resources from Yahoo, Google and Bing.

Updates/Events:

This is a diary of important music events and updates- specific to the user.  Excoriating the labyrinth of music sites/diaries, it is a bespoke service that gives you up-to-date alerts- based on your favourite musicians.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=aa3rBVb3v4g

Music Player:

You will be able to create a playlist or jukebox of up to 2,000 songs.

Personal Profile:

You can create your own avatar, and enter all of your information. It is similar to Facebook, but more detailed- you can upload photos, videos, and designs. I will go into more detail later, but on your personal profile, is all of your information, favourites, and links. The profile works like Twitter and Facebook but more in-depth- with fewer faults. I have described the social side of things in a previous mail.

1. Studio and Rehearsals:

This is an animated studio and rehearsal rooms (about 3 studios with control rooms and one rehearsal space). Unlike sites where there are a list of features, you access the features via icons: so for instance, you would click on a T.V. or a guitar to access the relevant feature. The tab on the interface is red, and will consist of different shades of red. The specific names and designs for each feature are to be decided, but are as follows:

Music video:

Here you can pitch ideas for music videos to bands, acts and labels. You can protect your idea and sell it for money (or use it to gain points and exchange for a reward in the future). There is also a music video store, where you can access any video from any song- search by genre, artist or time period. Also, there is a software where you can put ideas into and create videos through animation, film (or various other techniques) and apply them to your own songs.

Album cover:

Here you can view any album cover, and search for it like the music videos. The features allow you to design covers using animation, photography or a photography edit- where you can mix and edit images and merge together to create incredible designs. From here you can publish them or share- or pitch ideas to bands looking for ideas.

Photography:

This is like Instagram where you can upload photos or designs and edit them- using hundreds of options. Here too you can search for photographers and view images, websites and famous images (from music history).

Music video player:

This utilises YouTube, where you can view music videos for free and have a favourites list- or share the video to social media.

Song dissect/mix:

On this page, you can take any song- from rock to classical- and dissect it. You can see what notes are played, and what instruments are used. This helps when writing songs and can help you learn (easily) about music. Also, you can take sections of various songs and mix them together; edit the sounds to create new songs.

Entrepreneur:

Here there are guides, links and ways to set up your own record label, festival, or music magazine. You can interact with others online, and get funding in order to set up your own business- then network on site to attract users and business. You can invent new music ideas and instruments; design them on this page and pitch them.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=WDswiT87oo8

Broadcast:

There is a software where you can design and broadcast your own podcast and radio station. Broadcast over the site or YouTube, play your own songs and broadcasts- get fans and followers as well.

License:

On here you can sell songs to T.V. and film companies and productions.

Band sites:

I will explain more on the registration, but when bands and artists sign up they can create their own website and include a wealth of information- making it easy to promote and get fans.

Sounds:

This is a sound library with thousands of sounds, effects and mixing options.

D.J:

If you are a D.J., here you can mix tracks, scratch and broadcast your own set- via the site- and promote your gigs.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tBWFofJSm-c

Home Studio:

This is a software where you can record vocals, instruments and effects- and then send your songs to fans or broadcast the tracks online. There is software for tuning instruments too.

Recording and Production:

This allows you to record songs professionally and easily; provides every technology a modern studio would. You can record vocals and instruments, mix and layer them- create a professional sounding track. From there you produce the tracks and broadcast them; burn them onto C.D. It allows for album covers to be printed and gives links to sites (where you can buy C.D. cases and additional software).

Rehearsal and Live Room:

These are simulations of studio spaces, where you can play live or rehearse. Via Skype you can jam with the rest of your band (or solo) and be seen by contacts- have your performance saved and shared. There are options for recording. There are guitar, drum, piano, vocal and orchestra options where you can simulate any guitar or piano etc., and get the most realistic sound possible. Unlike software (where it is flattering), here you have to know how to play. Like Wii it reacts to touch; you can simulate yourself playing- as if it were real. From there, you can either mess around or record the sounds; join with others or your band members (and jam together). You can tune the instruments; it is as good as the actual instruments. The same can be done with vocals where you can record as many tracks as you like- and access different mics, and effects. It is able to work with recording so you can record full songs and albums using this. it is not to replace real life but act as an easy way to share and record demos (for when you are in the studio).

2. Bar and Venue:

The venue is downstairs of the studio- the bar upstairs. It is animated like the rest of the site and acts as a portal for socialising and broadcasting. The tab for this is green and appears with different shades of green on the interface.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=BEDr7Gtd_hE

Radio player:

You can access tens of thousands of digital stations from around the world and stream them live- as well as access archive broadcasts and songs.

Links:

There are links to all music magazines and publications, in addition to music websites.

Donate:

It will act like PledgeMusic- where you can donate to get album made and respond to pitches. Artists can offer rewards or treats, and get a % of funds raised. You can network and swap/record vocals- the user is able to write as well.

Share:

Due to revenue coming from advertisers and labels, the site can pay royalties to artists whose songs are downloaded-means that songs can be downloaded free, but artists get paid.

Food and Drink: 

Links to music venues- as well as music bars and cafes- anywhere in the world. You can get alerts of anything local to you; any events that are happening- then you can share them on the site.

Leagues and Competitions:

There are various leagues for new bands and directors etc. that are updated (and points are given to the winners). These charts reflect download amounts, most hits and popularity- there are leagues and competitions for new and unsigned bands.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KlyDYI_ddZY

Music Fantasy League:

This is like football fantasy, but you choose a 5-piece band. You have to choose at least one drummer, one singer- you can choose from any musician from history. There is an option to select 2 songwriters as well and an album and song. There are various points awarded to each- depending on how many times they have been downloaded and mentioned- and an overall league (that updates each week).

Read and Write:

You can publish blogs and reviews of bands and gigs (and albums); publish  and share them- in addition to being able to publish gig and album reviews.

Social:

There is a dating website and connection site for musicians, as well as  a chance to connect and promote music charities. There are event postings and updates (for your local area) that expands internationally. You can tie all of your contacts and friends in from other social sites (into this one).

Connected:

Once you have created a profile you can search for potential band members or venues. When bands or acts register- like a dating website- you answer various questions- such as favourite music, bands and albums. If you are looking for someone, you can either type in a search- and the site matches people for you- or you can click on a map. From here you can click on any country or city (and search for any member located in that area and contact them). There are sections where you can connect bands and venues; labels to acts; band members and bands together. If you make a successful match, you gain points that can be exchanged.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=z5rRZdiu1UE

Actors:

This links actors to bands- looking for people for music videos. The user can join actors together, who can share links and tips (with regards to music and best contacts and agents).

Contacts:

I have explained all of the social side, but the site works more like Twitter where you can ‘add’ any band or musical act- and follow their progress and updates. There is a LinkedIn style site too where you can connect with employers or contacts- build up a network of fans and followers which gives you greater opportunities.

Live:

You can broadcast live shows and gigs; stream concerts here and share them.

3. Living Room:

This tab will appear in shades of yellow. The living room will consist of a sofa, chairs, jukebox- a notice board as well.

Music download:

Like Spotify, you can download any track for free and either play them- or create your own playlists and sections. You can compile songs into albums (and burn a C.D.), or share songs via your phone or social websites. There are links to Spotify and iTunes; music apps too.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wp43OdtAAkM

Promotion and Distribute:

You can listen to recommended music- depending on your mood- or find any new music (depending on your tastes). You can then share them via social media, or you can promote new bands and artist-, and share acts with promoters and venues, as well as labels. It works like ReverbNation but more in-depth and gives tools to find new music- ways to share and get your own voice heard easily.

Jukebox:

You can have a playlist of up to 2,000 songs, and play them- whenever you like.

Reference Library:

You can view information about every band, artist or album released. It is like Wikepidia where you can find out anything about music- it gives info about bands, videos, links and merchandise.  In turn, this allows you access to new music, old music (you may have forgotten about), and access any information whenever you want.

Music Trends/Stats:

There are tables and graphs that show music trends, sales figures and stats (relevant to you)- these are updated daily.

Charts:

These are all of the charts from home and abroad- updated weekly, with links to all of the songs featured.

Search engine and lyric finder:

The search engine is also available here but is a lyric finder- where you can type words or lyrics and it finds the song. The user can input audio or video- if you are unsure of the song or artists- and it will find out for you.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tzcVXHqJFps

Pitch Zone:

If you have spare lyrics or ideas, you can pitch them (and trade them with artists). You can earn points for anything that is bought from you, and pitch (and find ideas for) songs. Also, you can pitch music: if you have no lyrics you can match them and collaborate with people on site- then join your music and lyrics together. From there you can create songs together (and share them).

Music Notation and languages:

There is a software where you can learn music (and translate your music into musical notes), so it makes it easier to write music. There is a link to a language site where you can learn any one of 30 different languages (for free). This makes it easier to communicate with international contacts and write and sing (in a different language).

4. Bedroom and Kitchen:

This tab appears as different shades of purple. The bedroom has a bed, wardrobe and table; T.V. etc.- the kitchen is a smaller room connected adjacently.

Updates:

You can access all of your updates, information and messages here- and directly from your personal profile.

T.V. zone:

This allows access to dozens of music T.V. channels, archived videos and shows- in addition to relevant T.V. shows and performances.

Links:

There are links to music teachers, studios, websites, bars and venues- everything anyone could want.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=f4Mc-NYPHaQ&list=AL94UKMTqg-9ChwC8nK6iFBLxXY6Hnwyvv&index=4

Creative Zone:

You can chat with anyone; share ideas, stories, gig reviews- ideas for photography and videos etc.

5. “Red Cassette”

This is a specially designed shopping site. The animation is designed like a large Rough Trade store- the tab will be a specially designed one.

Music:

Search by genre, period or artists and you can find music from them to buy. It pulls together Amazon, iTunes and all music websites, so you can compare prices for the album- it gives you the most choice imaginable.

DVDs and Merchandise:

You can search for DVDs and merchandise from any band. This gives you links to shopping sites and band sites- so again you can find the best deal.

Others:

You can purchase band and festival tickets; music books, apps and instruments. You can purchase gift cards too.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=D-NvQ6VJYtE

Stores:

There are links to shopping websites and info for independent stores; with website and address details.

6. Join/Log-In:

This tab is in shades of black and grey.

Registration:

Different registrations. For casual user, browsing, solo, band, promoter, venue, label and other. They ask for different details and different lengths- but all very simple and easy.

Log-in:

It allows a simple log in and a feature where you can log in to all of your music and social accounts (at the same time).

7. About Us:

This tab is going to be detailed in shades of orange.

Studio history:

There is information- fake of course- of how it was set up in East London (in 1969), and the story behind it. There is a ‘mock’ Vevo-style video documenting the history of the studio and its founders. It is comical and is also like a guided tour.

About the site:

This is a serious description of what the site aims to do and how it will evolve.

Press and links:

This displays any links to relevant sites and partners, plus software sites- so you can create your own music website.

8. Music Player:

This tab will be in shades of blue. This ties together all of available and your downloaded music- so you can play it on-going (and create smaller playlists).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=526GPD_hCi4

9. Advertise With Us:

This tab is in shades of pink.

Adverts:

This is a separate page where all adverts from sites and venues can be displayed. This means it doesn't interfere with your profile or browsing- but can access it any time from this site. Advertisers and sites pay to be published on the site. There are contact numbers and an online form if you want to advertise or subscribe.

10. Contacts/Links:

This tab is in shades of whites and grey.

Contacts:

This details all e-mail and phone contacts (for every department).

Inquiries:

Up to 6 different contact email and phone numbers- depending on the query

Address:

This is the address of the H.Q. (and map).

Social media:

This gives links to the Twitter and Facebook sites- YouTube too

Feedback form:

Provide feedback on the site.

Suggestions box:

If you have any ideas for futures or designs, then let us know and will take into account.

FAQ and Troubleshoot:

If you have trouble with any part of the site there is support. Also, there is a FAQ segment- if you have a question it will be answered.  The user can report abuse or any issues (day or night).

Designs and Features:

Points system/Profile:

As well as a detailed profile, on top of everything there is a points system. For every event you promote (or song you share), a certain amount of points are awarded. When certain amount of points are accrued, you get a reward. These will (mainly) be cash prizes which will increase in amount. For 100,000 points, a ‘Fantasy Package’ will be awarded- where you can meet any musician or have any experience you want (paid for by the website). The profile will be displayed like an album cover, where there is track listing- relating to each section (1-10)- and details of everything you have done. There are graphs displayed that represent your progress and updates.

Avatar and animation:

When you register you can create your own avatar- to give it the feel of a video game. You can personalise and update it as much as you like. As I said, each section is named after a musician or album- to include everything from The Doors, Bohemian Rhapsody and Abbey Road. There will be animated forms of musicians (interacting in each section) and great designs- to give the whole site a feel of a game or as I mention, a sort of musical Disneyworld.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Nj8r3qmOoZ8

Ambition:

The idea is to raise money to improve the site constantly; give royalties to all musicians (whose music is downloaded). I want to top iTunes and Spotify and have everything (included) any music lover or artist could ever hope. As a singer- who is curious about my vocal range- there are tools for that; recorders- and I will be able to locate a band easily.

Access and use:

It is available on P.C.; it can be downloaded to iPhone or your T.V. This means that anyone, anywhere can access and use it (any time). There will be a virtual keyboard to type; the user can have access to a touchscreen- so if using it on T.V. everything is a lot faster.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=eZSTTEoHVxo

BAR/CAFE.

Logo:

The logo will depict a gorgeous woman in a black dress. In her left hand is a blue rose; whilst in her right, is a microphone. There is a microphone stand in front of her, whilst we see a spotlight shine (to the side of her face).  Thrown in too are going to be drops of rain- overhead and on the other side of her face. She has brown hair and green eyes, with red lipstick. To the side of her is a gramophone, as a vinyl plays. She looks focused but relaxed; enjoying and entranced by the music playing. The main logo will be centred, whilst either side of the logo will be ‘Psycho’ and ‘Acoustics’- in red lettering. The letters will be in a stylised font but easy to read- with the letters bordered in white to give a modern and striking design.

Intended Destination:

Hoping to have the premises located at either Piccadilly Circus, Covent Garden or Soho. Due to the size of the building, it will need to be located in these areas- locales that attract huge amounts of tourists and attention- providing the most possible custom.

Building:

Inspired by Café De Paris, the building will be very large and decadent. The premises will comprise two floors; with the intention of each being large enough to contain all the incorporated properties of the business (see below). Hoping to have it opened no later than 2020 (may be short-sighted in hindsight).

Opening Hours:

Mon-Fri:

8am to 12am.

Sat:

8am to 12am (when gigs are performed it will be extended to 1am).

Sun:

9am to 9pm.

Staff:

Around about 50 in total.

Policy:

It will be over-18s only: no babies or children allowed. Dress code is not strict and open to the public.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=wUL8NklXDsw

Funding:

I know of websites similar to Kickstarter that provide funding opportunities for businesses. I hope to pitch a business plan and raise as much of the funding from there. Aside from a business loan, I am hoping to raise as much of the remainder (of the funds myself). I am not sure of the exact cost (of the entire business), yet hope that over the coming few years the entire amount can be raised.

Ground Floor:

Bar and Kitchen:

As you enter, to the left of the premises is the bar. The bar will be very modern with a wide and long counter- in order to allow maximum custom. The bar logo will be emblazoned above the bar, and will be unique. As well as serving coffee (and tea, hot chocolate etc.) alcohol will be served. There will be a range of beers, wines and spirits- completed with an extensive cocktail menu. The menu will be extensive. There will be breakfast, lunch and dinner options- with a dessert menu. The range will include British, American, Mexican, French, Chinese, Thai, Italian, Australian and Spanish food- from savoury to sweet. The kitchen will be next to the bar, and will serve food from opening through to close. There will be themed dishes and cocktails that will incorporate band names, lyrics and album titles etc.

Seating:

There will be a large amount of sitting to accommodate around about 100 people. The seats will consist of sofas, leather (sofas) and chairs; together with wooden chairs. It is designed to be a relaxing and comfortable environment; it will not be cluttered or compacted- space and openness is a huge key.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0u_g6zNuP_I

Jukeboxes and Speakers:

This is one of the main features of the business. The music will be the epicenter of the bar/café, and will be a constant. As you enter, there are jukeboxes to the left and right hand corners; to the back left and right corners; over in the the centre will be two digital jukeboxes. It will be free, where anyone can select a song. There will only be allowance for one song per customer; with a continuous playlist being selected. The jukebox menu will be interactive, so you can select a song by searching- or find by genre/decade etc. There will be access to over 500,000 songs, and will include every genre and style. There will be screens in the centre of the room (overhead) that will show which song is next- running order etc.; everyone will be able to hear the music. There will be four speakers suspended from the ceiling- on each corner of a chandelier. The music will not be so loud that you cannot converse, yet will be crisp and true. Using latest technologies it will be possible to blend the sound of music and conversation so that neither becomes too distracting.

Stages:

As you enter, to the right hand side of the building is a small stage. It will measure 15 by 20ft, and will host intimate performances. At the back of the building will a main stage. It will be 25 by 30ft, and will have a retro feel. There will be a blend of modern, Gothic and American; giving the stage a unique feel. The stage will host larger gigs; whereas in front of the stage, will be an orchestra pit that can host 30 musicians.

Décor:

The décor will be a main attraction. On the walls will be paintings and landscapes- depicting famous album covers, music photos, band portraits and designs. It will encompass a large range of artists where there will also be canvases on the wall. There will be modified street signs and portraits, giving it a retro and classic feel (all at once). The premises be have white walls as well, where lyrics can be written and designs drawn. The entire interior will mix modern and vintage (with artifacts and designs reflecting this). It will not be like Hard Rock Café where it is a sort of music museum or attraction- it will be subtle and play second fiddle to the key components. Overhead will be several chandeliers, providing a romantic feel. At night these will be on; soothing lighting will bathe the interior.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=tI-5uv4wryI

Access:

There are two methods of access: from the ground to upper level. There will be a staircase to the right of the entrance; in addition there will be a small lift- giving disabled access (and allowing transportation of equipment, stock etc.)

Upper Level:

Store:

This is a store with Rough Trade in mind. The store is split into different sections. There is an extensive store that offers music by genre, decade etc. and has a large stock- similar to HMV’s largest stores. As with the lower level of the bar, there are paintings, designs and artwork on the walls- and ceilings. There is band merchandise and memorabilia; signed memorabilia; musical instruments. The idea is that there is everything under one roof that a musician, music fan or music-lover could want. There is a charming décor that mixes ’90s Seattle, modern-day U.S. and Rough Trade. It is homely, modern and cutting-edge.Besides being an all-inclusive store, there is a profit-share initiative. Schemes will be set up to allow a small percentage of profits to go to independent record stores and local bands.

Consoles and screens:

This will incorporate everything from the Psychoacoustics music website: http://musicmusingsandsuch.wordpress.com/2013/10/. There will be about two dozen consoles arranged- within the middle of the floor. These allow direct access to the website. As mentioned, the website aims to make it simple to create music, music videos; collaborate online and distribute music. It incorporates all of the best features of the major music websites, and offers so much more. People will be able to access the website through the consoles. There will be two large walls which will display music videos, or can alternatively project images from any of the consoles- for instance, if a music video has been created it can be instantly projected.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=w3mn7EC-skg

Studio:

Dominating one half of the level will be the studio. It is a medium-sized studio that will offer all the benefits and technologies of the biggest out there. It will encompass a studio, rehearsal room, control room; plus a lounge and bedroom. There will be an in-house engineer, producer and representatives- they offer rates that are very competitive. The hope is that is will appeal to new bands but  drag in big names and established acts.

Garden and Tranquility:

In the centre of the level will be a small garden. There will be a water feature and plants; aimed to relax and inspire. There will also be a balcony, that will provide a small garden and seating.

Décor:

There will be chandeliers on this level, but a more toned-down feel. There is impressive lightning and a warm and relaxing vibe. Again there will be leather chair and sofas- located near the consoles.

I am still in the initial stages, yet see everything in my head: the look, the sounds and smells- and all besides. I am open to idea as there are many whom would frequent a place like this. What do people want? What needs including?

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=0kemI20dYWw

CHARITY.

The final arm of the business would be a charity. Set up under the Psychoacoustics name, it would be situated in London- in the bar/cafe venue. Designed to raise money for musicians, it would be a small office consisting of 9-10 employees. The money would be generated from donations and performances- at the bar. In addition, profits generated from the website and bar would be fueled into the charity- they in turn would go to musicians. The money would go to bands and artists (struggling to raise funds for recording and music-making). Anyone unable to afford equipment- and the means to record- would be given chances. A website would be generated where people can donate funds; contact the charity and apply for help. Events and concerts would be held to generate awareness and funds; in addition to campaigns. The biggest aim is to work with charities like Mind to develop better understanding of mental health issues. So many musicians are plagued with depression, anxieties and various psychological issues- not a lot is being done. Working with charities, it is the aim to make awareness a key- piloting TV adverts and campaigns; making depression a big a concern as cancer. We would have musicians acting as 'ambassadors'; lending their voices and stories to the cause- historical and legendary artists and new acts. This all goes in hand with special events which will be planned every year- bringing musicians (and those affected) together. Designed to provide help and support, the charity would get in contact with the venerable and affected- making sure they get the support and help needed. It is something very close to my heart, and will be a way of bringing depression into the light- destigmatising it.

RECORD LABEL.

Although a lot of my words are a rederivation of previous posts, the impetus and necessity- of the goals- is unwavered and redefined- new events and urgency has pressed me to go into action. The record label would be called Acoustic Vinyl. Continuing that 'acoustic' theme, the record label would be based in London- hopefully in the East End. Most labels have an edict and ethos: they represent certain genres and artists. This label is boundary-free and acts an Indie endeavour. The idea would be to represent artists from all around the globe- every genre and form of music is considered. The goal is to embrace and represent the best and most ambitious music out there- enforced by my endeavours as a reviewer. So many of the acts- I have assessed- are unrepresented and in need of backing. Baffled by the lack of attention- that comes their way- I struggled to speculate why record labels have not jumped on them. The label would also produce its own records and released- like Third Man Records. With designs of having a studio available for all the artists- in east London- the label will have ambitions to grow and compete with the biggest out there. Working in tandem with Psychoacoustics, acts would be able to play at the bar; awareness would be raised (to get the acts seen and heard) and give a home to those worthy of wide acclaim. The record label will have an interactive and multimedia website: including artist biographies, videos, updates and music- it will give a huge overview of what the company stands for.

In addition to other endeavours- purulent and honourable alike- my own music has been gripping my brain and sleepless nights.  One thing I discovered a long time ago was that I was probably made for an animated comedy- I am the sort of guy that can mimic every voice I hear; have an insane about of sounds and accents swirling around my head.  Normally- for people who afflicted thus- they can biodegrade their burden through the medium of TV. Unable to get my- frankly paradigm-altering (well, good anyway)- animated comedy off the ground, I have had to focus my vocals to music.  Being obsessed with the human voice- lyrics and wordplay too- it has manifested itself across Marriage: The Beautiful Revenge.  My band- Death of the Sweetheart- has just me, alas.  I am looking for London-based musicians to come along for the ride- be part of a Queens of the Stone Age-cum-Steely Dan type music band.  Somewhere where impunity and infidelity ranks alongside partnership and... oh screw it- I need guys and gals to help me out.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=6btXe5j17oE

I guess that is part of the aim (of the website and business); to get some people to my cause.  Selfish and self-promoting I know, yet I am excited about my songs and ideas- I shall marginalise the shameless plugging in a second!  I am so pumped to get 'the ball rolling'- make me stamp on the music world.  In a future post, I shall go more into the album tracks- all 15 of them- and try to distill them as best as possible.  With vocals, octaves and lyric snaps teasing my brain with a sturdy badinage, I hope to find three to four (hey, five even) players- if you know of any, let me know... Keen to throw a multiple mix of genres into the denigration, I have been inspired by everyone from Duke Ellington to Judas Priest my album is probably going to be less than focused; ambitious in its scope and ambitions.  If you are going to go into (an overcrowded) music industry; make sure you hit hard and fast- it brings me back to the physical nature of music.  One of the greatest things about starting a band is the physicality and tangible aspect.  Pressing the CDs and vinyls excites me already.  I have already gleefully designed the album cover- marking me as a bit of a megalomaniac- yet it is not enforced by control and egotism- the draw of creativity and possibility is too gorgeous to refute.  With a bold image in my mind- for back cover and inset photos too- I think about the CD; it will be recorded on both sides and feel like a double album.  You do not need to turn the CD over; after the last track (on Side A) it flips- gives a vinyl crackle and needle drop' before running to the second side.  All of the tracks flow into one another- like the second side to Abbey Road- and I am keen to make as many breakthroughs as possible using traditional methods and forms.  The CD itself will have two different designs; one half is vinyl- it will look like a miniature vinyl- the other is clear (looking like glass)- both have distinct lettering and designs on each.  The entire album works like a concept; it documents a relationship from the first moments; through to marriage and then divorce- working backwards (at the half-way mark) to arrive back at the start of the relationship.

https://twitter.com/samliddicott/status/499099000880893952

What I want to do with the album, is to go in hard and fast- incorporate everything I have learnt from new music and put it into my work.  Dylan-esque vivid tales- circa Highway 61 Revisited- will come out in Sister, Did You Hear Me Call?  Arcade Fire-cum-Disco in Communicator- Judas Priest-via-Soundgarden mixed in Making Up For Lost Time.  In addition to original songs, there will be two covers: Avalanche and I Want to Be The Boy To Warm Your Mother's Heart.  The former is one of Leonard Cohen's most unsettling tracks- a dark and haunting number that never relents.  The latter is from The White Stripes' album Elephant.  One of the lesser tracks, it shows Jack White as a nervy and try-hard lover; someone who is trying to make impressions on his sweetheart's mother.  The idea is to turn the former into some ethereal and transcend- remove the sexiest and violent aspects (without taking out a word) and given it s face-lift.  Aiming for the same sort of stillness (as Jeff Buckley's) version of Hallelujah, I am aiming high.  The latter I want more wracked and pained.  The same vocal strength and stagger the likes of Paolo Nutini and Sam Smith (inject in their work) needs to be seen here.  Instrumental moments, layered vocals and stone-cold grooves all lead to the finale: Vanity Mirror.  Trying to out-epic the likes of Bohemian Rhapsody and Stairway to Heaven, it is the most ambitious thing I have written.  Most new albums have some standout tracks and great moments- my hope is to match the best of the last 20 years.  It may seem unrealistic and a stretch, but the words and ideas are taking shape; the determination is there- if I can find awesome band members, I am half-way there. Music means more than sound and flavour- the textures and feel (physical) seduces me; I love the look of a physical product- seeing everything compounded into a hand-held bundle.  I shall not waffle any more; just wanted to present some transparency- and clarify and reintroduce my earlier topic (about digitalisation).

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=y6Sxv-sUYtM

With a few weeks until I run my half-marathon- and raise funds for Mind- I have been thinking a lot about issues like depression, music and how the two intertwine. So few people are aware of how big an issue depression is; what is consists of- how deadly and unforgiving it is. The idea behind charity endeavours is not only to raise awareness in a wider sense- make sure people are protected and given the support they need. Music can provide a terrific creative outlet; it has curative and detoxing potentials; able to lift moods and sadness. Of course, music has limited and confined potential- in order to fully tackle the issue, more needs to be done. It is hoped the charity would provide finance, support and development- help those most needy and ensure they are looked after. In terms of the website, bar/cafe and record label, I am looking out at the music community- supporting and proffering the artists that go unrecognised; that deserve a bigger voice. The website makes music-making and collaborating easier.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Qg3rQfeZv4

Its social media aspect works better than Facebook and Twitter; it concentrates more on sharing and good (than self-obsession); it has fewer problems and limitations- the big two are seriously lacking in so many areas. Acting as a way of connecting with musicians and discovering new joys, the social media side of things will be very different indeed. As I have finished writing most of an album- for a hypothetical band- I am searching for musicians and like-minded people. Determined to put my music out there and seduce as much as I can, I am determined to get things moving- I am finding it hard to get band members. So few websites exist- that join musicians and look at this problem- it is hoped this can be tackled and eradicated. It would be great to hear people's input; what everyone reckons- if they would be interested in what I have laid out. So many musicians are coming through; so many young listeners are passing (over older music); too much music is being sucked into computers- I am hoping to change this and makes some steps. As much as anything, there are gaps in the market; definite needs out there- hopefully Psychoacoustics and Acoustic Vinyl will go some way towards fulfilling these. With all of the above being said, I shall ask one thing:

WHO'S in...?

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Track Review: Jessica Chase- The Only One

TRACK REVIEW:

Jessica Chase

The Only One

9.5/10.0

The Only One is available at:

https://soundcloud.com/jessica-chase-music/the-only-one

Coming Down is available from:

https://itunes.apple.com/ca/album/coming-down/id902036794

TRACKLISTING:

The Only One- 9.5/10.0

Heaven Won't Change- 9.4

Long Haul Baby- 9.4

Child's Play- 9.4

We Are an Arrow- 9.3

Afraid of the Dark- 9.3

God Made Lana Del Rey- 9.6

STANDOUT CUT:

God Made Lana Del Rey

DOWNLOAD:

The Only One, Heaven Won't Change, Child's Play, God Made Lana Del Rey

RELEASED:

5th August, 2014

LABEL:

Wax Records

GENRES:

Pop, Electro., Experimental

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The Canadian solo artist wants her music to put the listener on the outside; awaiting a storm- raptured by the wind and building tension. Jessica Chase showcases a tremendous talent and febrile brilliance (throughout Coming Down). The Only One is one of the E.P.'s most direct and stunning examples- a song that shows just what a huge talent the Ontario Electro.-Pop star is

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WHEN it comes to arresting and stunning artists...

there are few that can top Canadian Jessica Chase. In addition to being one of the most beautiful women in music, her songs have compelled and connected with multitudes of listeners. Following on from the success of her previous singles, her E.P. Coming Down is gaining some incredible reviews and feedback. Having listened to it myself, I can pay testament to how incredible and nuanced it is. One of the most invigorating and captivating Pop artists in the world, Chase has brought to mind a few points. Having spent a few days away from Canada- concentrated on U.K. musicians- I am back in my 'second home'. There are a couple of points I shall raise- when thinking of Chase- but for the moment I am looking at the solo female market. The solo artists that come through- in the mainstream- have been producing some mixed results. Having adored albums by the likes of George Ezra, La Roux and FKA twigs, I am excited to see what is coming forth. Some artists- naming no names- have come in with some tepid and unextrodinary efforts- it is only natural there is going to be some weakness and disappointment. New music is producing more sturdy and reliable returns- so many of the acts I have reviewed have struck me with their inventiveness and sounds. Jessica Chase is one of the most impressive and original solo acts in the world- emanating from an area that has been stamping out some terrific musicians. The Toronto-based musician is showing why Canada is such a potent and mesmerising force. I have reviewed a mix and sprinkling of Canadian bands and solo acts- most from the Ontario region- and am always surprised by how pressing and urgent (musicians are there). Chase is doing things differently; in her own indubitable way- her fresh and uplifting songs have been exciting tongues and minds (across the globe). It is always hard for solo artists to make a big impression (as the bands of the world) as their lot and day-to-day life is that much harder. Having to take care of all the promotional and creative duties; it can be a lonely and difficult life- those that succeed should be commended. If the mainstream darlings have taught us anything, it is that the key to success is honing a unique and distinct sound- few musicians take the trouble to separate themselves from the pack. Having been entranced by some scintillating offerings (this year), it is the realms of Pop and Electro.-Pop that have struck me hardest. Providing a sense of drama, passion and personal insight, the genres have seen some terrific confessional outpourings- from La Roux's Trouble in Paradise to FKA twigs's LP1. Each of those female icons has provided a wealth and treasure trove of deep and layered sounds; spiky and hard-hitting words; diary page dramas- Chase is someone who can easily fit alongside these acts. Among her interests are:

"Fairytales, Volcanoes, Trees and Nature, Love, Animals, Danger, Beauty, Art, Music, Dreams,The inner workings of the mind, Fitness, Family, Curiosity, Karma and Life."

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Before I mention my third point, I will look at Chase's music itself- what sort of themes and style she favours. Having been writing songs since childhood, she favours etherealness and nature- over more repressive avenues. When distilling the essence of her music, Chase explained it thus:

"For me, writing music is all about spacing out and finding a place in your heart that feels right. These songs are about as in the moment as I can manage, and each one makes be feel like I'm standing outside in the wind and leaves, and there's a dark sky and a big rain storm coming (which is the best feeling)."

Few musicians are able to summarise and drill down to the bedrock- explain how music makes them feel; why it drives them. Our heroine has a clear passion and understanding of music- the amount of magisterial force and luster she summons (through her music) takes the breath away. Strangely- or perhaps not- I have been finding myself more gripped by female artists- as opposed the chaps. I will conclude with one point: what next year will be offering. I think now- as much as any time in history- the stage is set for new artists to take the spotlight; transcend beyond the local gig circuit- claim their rightful place among the most profitable and celebrated musicians in the world. Coming off of a truly unexpected reviewing experience- documenting a tremendous debut album by a Yorkshire-based band- it is startling how much more ambitious and hungry (new artists are) compared with the mainstream- they have that extra layer of necessity and drive. Taking inspiration from historical acts; blending genres and styles together- the finest cocktails coming through are deserving of a huge audience. Chase doesn't simply sit within the confines and prerequisites of Pop- that safe and universal sound that does not go out of its way to excite and intrigue. Sharing similarities with the likes of La Roux, Ellie Goulding, Chvrches and Florence and the Machine- electronic swathes and pumping emotions are mixed with tenderness and introspective longing. The women of the Electro.-Pop genre are some of the most impressive acts out there; the vocals are entrancing and gorgeous- they are inspiring legions of new musicians. It is not just her lyrics and themes that are distinct and memorable- Chase has a spectacular and gripping voice that makes you want to stick your head through the speakers; get inside the studio and hear the music up-close and personal. Topped off with a spicy and flavoursome crust of sounds and themes, the package (the Canadian provides) is fully-rounded and hypnotic music. With our very own Little Sparrow, Lydia Baylis and Alison Levi- providing their own takes on the genres of Pop, Folk and Soul- it is terrific to embrace and discover international gems- newcomers that demand your soul and full attention. Coming Down showcases a body of work that is bursting with life, passion and personality- so much tenderness and beauty nestles in the blankets of urgency and panache. I will get down to assessing the E.P. in due course; the single The Only One is already proving to be one of my favourite tracks of 2014- it is a song that demands repeated plays and fond investigation. Chase is a songwriter that delves deep and touches people- writing lyrics and words that can be extrapolated and understood by most of us. Both connective and embracing; heart-aching and gripping, we are going to be hearing a lot more from Jessica Chase.

It is worth seeing where our heroine came from- in order to get the full picture behind Coming Down. Have released a single previously, you can see a development and expansion.  The E.P. is essential the debut- given that only one song has come before. Just a Girl is upbeat; it has electronic rushes and an aching vocal performance. The lyrics have an earnest and honest skin; with a distinct and noble heartbeat, it shows a romantic side to Chase- imbued with her talent for subversion and expectation defiance. Vocal layers give an edginess and Dance-orientated feel; the song is weighty and hypnotic. The track is perfect for dancefloors and the clubs- it has a summer-ready feel and innate ability to get your feet moving. Impassioned and endlessly upbeat, Just a Girl has an energy and determination that never lets go- one of the young artist's most catchy and urgent tracks. Chase's new E.P. shows a development and step forward. The rush and elliptical sound blends- seen on Just a Girl- comes through on some numbers. The Only One has a burbling and dark electronic opening. Gorgeous and intriguing, the track marries Hip-Hop elements and Dance avenues- delicate and breathy vocals have a head full of smoke. Those distinct and emotional tones show determination and emotion. Our heroine has more than one lover- she is not tied to one particular person. The momentum never drops and the gripping story puts distinct images in the mind- you can see our heroine giving the kiss-off to her boy. Strong and determined, it has a defined rebellious and empowered backbone. Heaven Won't Change is youthful and spright. Our heroine does not want to grow up today- there is a vibrancy and energetic rush that has a distinct charm and smile. The passionate and breezy sound is backed by some vibrating electronics and pummeled beats. The see-saw blends of Electro. and Dance give the song a huge amount of uplift and determination- it is another song that gets the feet moving and the arms swaying. Demonstrating a huge amount of alacrity and soul, the sweetness and passion mingles Ellie Goulding and La Roux- the resultant sound is one that sticks long in the mind. Long Haul Baby is more restrained and tender. Our heroine says- to her boy- "I love you"; it "is a lie." The vocal rises and belts; the breadth and width- of Chase's voice- comes to the fore- that hugely impressive talent makes its mark. Our heroine is never going to "love you right"- her mind is split and her heart elsewhere. Cooing and tender, the restrained and soothed beat takes the E.P. in another direction- demonstrating an adept mobility and sense of range. Child's Play is a rightful highlight. The swaying and sensual vocal has potency and sweetness- the voice is crisper and higher in the mix. The classical backing touches put me in mind of The Nutcracker- that balletic-cum-punchy blend sits beautifully together. With a catchy chorus and indelible feel, the track stays in your mind- it is a gorgeous number. The swelling electronics back messages that question desire- is there a price tag on it?- and stealing- Is there a difference between taking a nickel and a dime? Deep issues and themes are explored; intelligently deployed and uttered, it is a song with plenty of nuance and quality. We Are an Arrow is edgy and direct. The vocal is high up again; swelling and atmospheric compositional moments fuse Trance and Trip-Hop aspects- Dance flavours add a kick and spice. A stronger and more pugnacious rabble, the song strikes and grabs- there are haunting elements. Afraid of the Dark mixes Pop and Country swathes; love-lorn and torn, our heroine is not afraid- she wants to be touched (and sets her mind out there). The vocal is impassioned and soulful; stirring and levitating- it swaggers and teases. With a constant movement and perfect pacing, it is a number you will be repeating and playing again- it shows just what a nimble and eclectic sense of adventurousness Chase has. Showcasing her talented ability to shift lyrical styles, the song hits hard. God Made Lana Del Rey is perhaps the E.P.'s finest hour. A haunting and ethereal vocal pay pays tribute to- and mocks- Lana Del Rey. Our heroine has a similar etherealness and spectral sound; her words do not look at video games, bad boys, Corvettes and shagging- that idealistic and lascivious movie lifestyle. No L.A. roadtrips and come-to-mummy declarations; no collagen lips and hazy trips- God has left Chase well alone. The song mixes with and humour with some stirring and emotive thoughts. The lifestyle and talent the likes of Del Rey present- richness and insistent over-exuberance and tackiness- is investigated. The smooth and sensual vocal rules the roost- the heroine does not succumb to over-emoting and needless shouts. Some singers talk of- and possess- heroin scars and fast cars; the Canadian is a real girl and honest artist (that lives life realistically). Having not been given leg-ups and critical acclaim, she is doing things true and meaningful- if God is helping the Del Reys pull in the big bucks, our heroine is glad to be detached from that. Bruce Springsteen's motifs of fast cars and girls pre-date and front-run Del Rey- parables can be drawn between their brand of luxuriant lyrics and sex-obsessed minds. Bob Dylan parodied Springsteen acutely in Tweeter and the Monkey Man- for the supergroup The Traveling Wilburys. That song not only kicked ass- it kicked Springsteen's ass! Wit and borderline-hilarious, it was a perfect put-down and indictment. Similarly, Prefab Sprout took the Born in the U.S.A. author down a peg (on their hit) Cars and Girls. Documenting (there is more to life than both), the track had elements of truth and meaning. Chase provides her own slam and take on this subject- perfectly undressing and dethroning the sort that favour richness and hollow fame over reality. A perfectly memorable end- to a tremendous E.P.- it takes your breath. Having developed hugely- since her debut cuts- the Canadian staggered me with her range of voices and ideas. Topics do not stick to one theme or image; they transform and interchange- covering love, fame and independence; everyone will find something to enjoy. The compositions shift from heady and witches brew electronics to pillow talk acoustic moments- every potent soundtrack beautifully supports the songs. If Chase's voice puts you in mind of Del Rey, then that is the only comparison- as a songwriter and artist she is a sibling with no related D.N.A. In a different league, Chase acts as an antithesis- she has the sweetness, haunt and passion; her songs have a credibility and universality that unites critics and listeners. It will be great to see where she goes from here; how her voice and talent evolves- on this evidence, she is likely to impress hugely. With such a conviction and determination, she is an artist I will be seeking out more- I cannot wait to hear more from her! After taking the step to record her songs and historical thoughts, I am sure she has fresh inspiration and lease- it will be great to see what her next record contains.

When looking at acts- that could have inspired Jessica Chase- I will get one U.S. name done up top: Lana Del Rey. Whilst actively rebelling against the full-lipped Lizzy Grant, there are some threads common to both. While the lyrical themes and compositions are vastly removed, some of the vocal performances share similarities. The best album comparison- in terms of albums- is Ultraviolence. The album- unlike her previous offerings- has been met with critical acclaim. Commentators have pointed out the confidence in the vocals- something that was lacking from her earlier cuts. The melodies are universally beautiful; the choruses clicks; the music sweeps and swoops- that bold and daring soul mandates every song. Del Rey came across as a bruised beauty: someone who seemed comfortable in black-and-white movie scenes and Technicolor highway drives. Some of her naivety and predictability had gone- the samey and one-dimensional themes and variations- with coquettish sexuality and quasi-transgressive qualities coming in. The hyper-stylised approach- the Hollywood Pop star gave to her music- is less evident on Ultraviolence. The sultry and overstated orchestral moments- of Born to Die- resonated because they were unique and unexpected. Keen to not repeat herself, she projected divergence and difference. The slow-building atmospheres have superimposed Twin Peaks craziness- languid beauty and opulent arrangements came into effect. While Chase imbues more stereo blitz and raging upbeat into her music, she has some of Del Rey's diversity and sense of occasion- making sure each note and moment is full and magisterial. The lyrics- from Chase- are more profound and fertile; the vocals fuller and less confined. That sweet and breathy undertone is apparent with both artists. The protracted and rolling melancholy- across Ultraviolence- gives birth to some of the L.P.'s finest moments; greasy Blues-Rock (metered restraint) makes the album more prosperous and gold-seeking. Chase provides density and lush songs; full bodies and beating hearts; jagged lips and spitting hips- the same blend that enforces some of Del Rey's best (current moves). Whilst Del Rey seems like a character- deadpan affections, lispy lyrics; unerring desperation- Chase is far less tragic and contrived- what you hear is an honest account of a pure and relatable woman. Before I mention some other U.S.-based idols, there are plenty of British acts- that have compelled Chase. Ellie Goudling is an apt and pertinent name- one should introduce. The copulating glisten and energy of Lights set Goulding out as a name to be proud of. Our heroine instills elements of (this 2010) album into her own make-up. In terms of some ambivalent critical feedback, there is nothing wishy-washy and lukewarm about Chase's debut. When Goulding arrived, many praised her lush and heady Electro. blends. Her style and panache set her apart; that sweet-cum-sexual voice made everything sound utterly beguiling and captivating. The gushing and breathless rushes made her songs standout and stirring- Chase has a similar sense of passion and headiness. Marking herself as a female du jour, she (Goulding) rivaled Florence and the Machine and Adele for effect and scintillation. The superstar-level gems had glossy attraction and sparkly Pop- mingled with gutsy Folk and all-consuming passion. Chase incorporates (some of these) elements into her tracks- she has the same potential to be at the top of her field; that guiding and inspirational talent (that is not confined to genre and gender borders). Delicate grooves, blipping Disco and dashes of pumped spiciness defined Lights; the album saw the fog-swaddling soprano seduce with ample ease. Minor-key melodies and brisk Electro. rhythms were augmented by thoughtful and authoritative production values- with everything revolving around Goulding's stunning voice. The aerated and pretty moments- on Lights- were not too slight; the groundbreaking moments scintillated mouth-watered critics- and created huge fervency and hoopla. Goulding was never content to project one sound and style; sometimes acoustic guitars lead- other times bombastic and free-for-all electronic screams. Chase changes gear and delineation across her E.P.- incorporates Goulding's most notable and nibble qualities- ensuring her voice and songwriting comes from her very distinct quarters. La Roux is a new name to many- her Trouble in Paradise album is one of 2014's finest discs. On that album, you can see some key moments- that may have compelled Chase. Having recorded her E.P. (around the same time as La Roux), it is hard to say how direct (La Roux's influence is); one thing is for sure- there are some definite similarities. Having garnered mass critical thumbs-up- this was her first album in five years- the biggest compliments were directed towards the ubiquitous and unending songwriting quality. Never subsiding or cracking, every song marked itself out as a hit- having recently listened to the album, you are blown away by the constant search for perfection. Almost overburdened- and an embarrassment of riches- the album showed staggering consistency and a sky-scraping set of ambitions. Less sparse than her debut, Trouble in Paradise provided bass-heavy newbies update and redefine her sound- a shift that drew many new fans forth. There is terror and kiss-offs; punch and too-close-for-comfort anxiety- the radiating beauty and warmth is what lingers. Chase instills similar contradictions and distinctions; her ambitions is as lofty and unnerving- she seems to be an equivocal and paramount talent. The quintessential similarity is the range of emotions and sounds. Both talented and tremendous lyricists, a spectrum (and plethora) of witticisms and heartbreaking confessions are ladeled- the steaming and flavoursome soup burns but nourishes; enriches and satisfies. The aural candy of Trouble' saw fizzy Electro. beats fight robotic stagger and crawl- the music is the sort that is perfect for roadtrips down sweaty highways. The expansiveness and multifarious switches make La Roux such an endless talent- she is comfortable in various arenas and scenarios. Chase is as viable and staggering when you digest her music- plenty there to suggest she will be a mainstream star of the future. She is as self-assured and convincing (as La Roux); the aural package of Trouble in Paradise is a getaway for the mind and soul- in the same manner, Coming Down is a heady detox that matches fragility and openness with cathartic bluster and upheaval- the E.P. is a creative trip into our heroine's bursting mindset. Before my final trio of names, Florence and the Machine comes to mind. Led by a flame-haired and alluring Siren; Florence Welch's nom de guerre has produced some of this generation's most immediate work. If you are looking for comparisons- in terms of records- then Ceremonials (Florence and the Machine's most up-to-date album) is the best starting-point. The subtle sprinklings of different instruments- harp, drums and classical strings- augmented songs and gave them nuance. The guiding producer hands of Paul Epworth made sure the album shone and glistened- the entire album is unflinching and deeply impressive. Ornate tapestries and bold, big moments sat with movie trailer-ready ballads and Electro.-despair- 'Britpop' mixes and orchestral Pop play seamlessly in the mix. Lavish spectacles and a distinct Britishness give Ceremonials a huge sense of pride. Chase fuses British and North American influences; the platonic lavishness and ornateness sits along augmentative beauty and impassioned rampancy- her songs are as consistent and action-packed as Welch's. You can see some similarities in Ceremonials and Coming Down- let us hope the Canadian heroine keeps her sights and ambitions high. Chvrches are an underrated outfit that are having effects on a lot of new musicians. Having released their debut album- The Bones of What You Believe- last year, the sizzling acclaim and rapture has only started to die to embers. The laser-precise vocals- behind the Scottish act- made their album such a winner. Lauren Mayberry marked herself out as one of the most impressive and scintillating singers around- Chase has a similar talent and sense of conviction. Sophisticated and catchy hooks mingle with drama and light- the same sort of qualities evident in Chase's debut. Both acts blend sharp and sweet- on The Bones of What You Believe there was a dedication towards familial strife. The heroine rallied against those close to her; seemed disjointed and betrayed- these shadowy topics were lifted with sweet and hushed vocals. Big sounds and endeavours are explored without irony; '80s influences are investigated and appropriated- it is a unique and dizzying listen. Chase is an equally captivating voice; her songs mix diverse shades and emotions- everything is wrapped up in sophistication and intuitive confidence. Our heroine is as divine and eye-catching as Mulberry; neither woman takes crap from anyone- both are smart as anyone out there. Interdependence and separation come to the fore- on Chvrches' work- the bullishness and punch masks some deep emotions and frailty. Phosphonic guitars and circuitous structures made The Bones' such a triumph- Chase has created similar spellbind on her sapling outing. The last duo of names I will bring in are Broods and The Weeknd. The former are a New Zealand Indie-Pop duo that have been setting the music world alight. Their debut album is released in a week- the hype and speculation regarding it has led to some heady predictions. The ruthless writing- that goes into Evergreen- leads to big moments and sweltering colours- catchiness and hypnotism do not let up. Whilst it is hard to reveal too many comparisons- as their album is not yet released- there are comparables and similar motivations. Both acts are compelled by emotions, honesty and ambition. Broods have been rehearsing and honing their sound for months; blending Electro. sounds with Pop lightness- instilling it with vibrant beats and some strong-willed outpourings. Chase has a similar confident and personality- she has worked hard at her music and put huge amounts of herself (into it). The Weeknd are among the most impressive acts of the moment. One of few countrymate influences, the solo icon set tongues wagging with Kiss Land- his latest album. Scaled-up sonics and headphone beauty shows a personal and deeply relevant set of songs- superbly crafted and performed with conviction.

A certain magnanimity opens up proceedings. Graceful and swan-like, the ruminative and bubbling electronic parable is fascinating to hear. Both romantic and distant, you get caught up in the blend of tranquility and urgency. As the intro. progresses, echoes and samples are weaved in- discordant whispers (of vocals) and our heroine's wordless coo are inseminated- the heady blend builds the layers and sense of occasion. The luster or splendour causes obsequiousness and servile allure- the listener is tempted in and intrigued by what is to come. When our heroine steps to the mic., her voice is firm and passionate. With her head "full of smoke" she needs to be helped out of her clothes- instantly the mind starts generating images and possibilities. One part of your brain looks at incendiary avenues- a fire or tragedy has unfolded- but that would be too literal- it is a metaphor for an emotional fire; a state of mind that is causing anxiety and pain. There is lust and oxytocin ambitions in our heroine's thoughts- having been clouded and weighed-down (by life) she wants a night of recklessness. Abandon and thrill-seeking are ruling her ambitions; that tangible need and longing comes through in the voice- you start to picture the story developing. Whereas contemporaries- such as Lana Del Rey- would beat down a highway in a U.S. muscle car; cigarette smoke and Coca Cola name-checked and ascribed; here there is an honour and maturity to things- a woman who needs some temporary salvation and fulfillment. Not driven or defined by any juvenile tendencies, she needs escape and comfort- she wants to be held "like a prayer." The way Chase employs and presents her linguistic flair is quite striking- that commingling sense of sexuality and restraint play alongside one another; the words crackle and sizzle with possibility- there is always a niggling sweat bead that runs down a salivated lip. As things unfold and develop, our heroine shows his alpha and emancipated side- claws and teeth show some bite and scratch. Surveying her sweetheart, she has little sympathy or regard- he is looking sorry and passed-over. Thinking the bond was going to be permanent and endless, perhaps some disillusionment has come into play- a meter of naiveté too. Our heroine is casting her net- getting what she needs- and definitely on top- the control and the power is all hers. Needing human touch and release- more than love and longevity- there is a hot and heavy aspect to the song. Usually female singer-songwriters- when talking of love and sex- show scars and broken hearts- they bemoan the lack of passion and commitment. Chase subverts expectation and makes sure things are crystal-clear: she has a determined mind and goal. Between lines, the electronic beats rustle up sensations of La Roux- that emotive and atmospheric darkness provides drive and soul. Our heroine knows- her man- is special and unique; he is not the only one- there is a feeling of get-over-yourself-now; the night is for living. The protracted and ferreted to and fro creates drama and speculation; the song lets you paint scenarios and ideas- it has a cinematic projection that means the Indie flick rolls with each cigarette burn and changed reel. The track remains alluring and teasing; the chorus never explodes or bursts into life- that measured and controlled tactfulness keeps The Only One as come-hither (as the words themselves). As we approach the 2:00 mark, our heroine's voice mutates and sparkles. When her breathy sweet edge elongates I am reminded of Stevie Nicks- especially her performance on Dreams- when lower it has a strong and womanly pride; the variations and colours unfolded keep the song mobile and endlessly engaging. Never letting her voice wander or needlessly roller-coaster, Chase offers so much fortitude, passion and honesty- backing her striking and earnest words. Speaking to her lover, she explains that there are others in her life; living for experiences and newness, there are no ideals of permanent relations- perhaps she is feeling too suffocated (and defined by her lover). With her man "hanging around", our heroine (has no intention of) repeating bad experiences- she has been in the situation before; keen to not go down that same path. There is no vitriol or coquettishness: each registered emotion and word is dignified and direct- the intention is to make her feelings know; nothing more. Showcasing some consideration and thoughtfulness, our heroine does not want to wound or dislocate the hero- let him down gentle and reveal the full truth. Transparency and lyrical directness melt to transitory electronic percolations and inflections. Those delirious, delicious and elliptical sonic warbles keep a buoyancy and optimism afoot; the fusion of Electro. and Pop elements is highly effective. The track is never glib or inconsequential; not forced or too insistent- Chase has gone to great lengths to hone and perfect her motives. Vocals and utterances are given full consideration; every note and line is performed with an uttermost economy and qualitative edge. The composition is sparse but hugely evocative- showing its heart and soul when the mood becomes a little tense. Lyrics have filmic skins and fully-rounded storylines; the balance of emotions is beautifully realised- there are no immature or vague moments. Distinguishing herself aside from the raft of ingenue and ephemeral Pop stars, Chase marks out her vibrant stall. Pummeling and Trip-Hop-inspired beats- reminiscent of Massive Attack and Portishead- spar with stuttered and fragmented vocal snatches. This results in some aural expansion; lyrics are put aside as the music does all the talking. Representing physical development and structure, it may represent a new night- and a fresh hotbed of passion- or an interval and regression- maybe our heroine is walking out and walking the street-lit sidewalks. After the twilight rendezvous and itinerant rain-backed street scenes, Chase reflects and seems taken-aback. Not realising the effect (she has on men); the way her beauty and passion can intoxicate and grip- like heroine on a helpless soul- her boy seems shocked- he wanted things to last and bloom. As the shock waves (and quasi-tsunami reverberations) lace into the atmosphere, our heroine lets her sizzling voice into the spotlight. Words like "reload" are presented- giving a sexual and lascivious undertone to proceedings- as she advises (her man) to move on; have his fun and get back in the game. Our heroine has little intention of lingering and picking out wallpaper patterns; she made her feelings clear- she just wants the thrill and the chase. The final moments tick away (as the song's core message is reinvigorated)- making sure her voice is heard. Throughout the track you are siding with Chase; you never really empathise with the hero- our heroine has not led him astray or blindsided him. As The Only One does its job, you evoke a smile and sly grin- it is a track that captures you with its honest charm and bold proclamations. Redefining gender roles (and the prominent urges of mainstream Pop), Chase offers something new and vibrant.

Having listened to the Coming Down E.P. I am deeply impressed by Jessica Chase. Here is an artist that does not stand still creatively- she is always moving and providing something new. Across the E.P.'s tracks, so much diversity and range is provided; the tracks change course and give insight into the creative mind. From broken love through to Lana Del Rey, the beautiful Canadian shows just what a fertile and ambitious talent she is. The Only One has a juggernaut strike; it never gets overtly angered or accusatory- the heroine keeps her voice and emotions cool and underexposed. You are always on Chase's side; in her grip and grabs you find yourself gripped by her execution and urgency- that combination of sounds and sensations keeps the track alert and daring (from start to finish). It is a song that could fit effortlessly into the mainstream- it marries the sensibilities of La Roux and Ellie Goulding; it melts their best moments and never comes across as slight and waspish. Before I compliment Chase herself, it is worth noting a few points. The production is sharp and concise throughout. Never impeding upon the sound- nor too shiny and polished- it allows the song a chance to roost and captivate; all the notes and presentations have clarity and intelligibility. Throughout The Only One you are able to absorb the myriad notes and vocals; nothing is buried or mixed too low- the vocal is right up top and able to float over proceedings with authority. Chase herself proves she is a Jill-of-all-trades; someone who is comfortable and assured in all areas. As a writer she produces stunningly-realised and full songs- perhaps only God Made' tops The Only One. Her lead-off single is rife with brilliant moments and quotable lines. Keeping lyrics simple and effective, she never says too much (or rambles at all)- her economy and thoughtfulness means her direct codas are allowed to resonate in the mind. Compositional notes join everything from '90s Trip-Hop (of the U.K.) to experimental moments of the modern-day; Pop lushness and swelling, orchestra Electro. jives too. The same way the likes of La Roux and Goulding have managed to seduce- with their firm and determined songs- Chase shows she is able to mix it up with them- I would not be shocked if she made her way to their heights (in the coming years). Backed with a voice that is natural, seamless and wide-ranging and you get full conviction and dedication- it is an instrument that can summon ethereal purity and lustful sexuality; via teasing tongue-licking and get-over-yourself directness. All of this makes The Only One a packed, nuanced and insatiable gem- a song that is perfect for every occasion. Giving the tempestuousness and capriciousness of our weather, there is never any assureredness at all- tracks like this are capable of lifting your mood (no matter what the outside brings). Swaggering and confident; measured and mature- Chase runs a gamut of emotions and elements. As stunning as The Only One is, listening to the E.P. (will give full impressions)- make sure you witness the Canadian in full flight; take in every song. Having formulated and moulded her craft since childhood; her recent developments point at snowballing ambitions- she has a lot more to say and get out there. The Only One is wholly capable of eradication emotional transgressions; elevating the spirits- a microcut of what the beautiful Canadian heroine is capable of. It is clear 2015 will see a lot more Jessica Chase music come forth.

I am glad Jessica Chase got in contact with me- wondering if I could review her music. Not only is her E.P. a triumph and stunning work; the lead-off single The Only One is one of the most immediate and gripping songs I have . When Chase described her music- how it is a matter of finding space and hitting home hard- you can hear that come through. All of her tracks have that passion and determination; they are in the moment and utterly alive- when listening you transform yourself to rain-lashed horizons; allow yourself to become enraptured in the mood and atmosphere of the surroundings. Atmosphere is what Chase summons up- her music has so much heart and fortitude. The poise, talent and spectacular beauty (Chase possess) makes her stick in your mind; she is someone with a huge future ahead. The E.P. Coming Down has already made its way into the iTunes chart- nestling alongside the likes of Sam Smith and Rhianna, no less. I have such a fine spot for certain moments; God Made Lana Del Rey makes me sigh and smile; it is a song that is intelligent and deep. Our heroine looks at God- as someone providing favours to the undeserving- granting boons to the flaccid and uninspired members of the musical clatch- the hollow fame-chasers. Chase has not been moulded by God; he/she has provided no helping hand- the song investigates religion and success through a striking and unique spectrum. Chase is in passionate and witty mood; her voice is determined and purposeful- it is one of her most memorable and stunning tracks. The Only One is a track that envelops your mind and grabs a hold of you- Chase never lets her stirring and indefatigable talent miss a beat. The woman quotes Murakami; she has a cheeky wit and rebelliousness; a tender beauty and jaw-dropping talent- I love her already! Canada is in the midst of a musical revolution; the genre armies are leading a charge to claim glory and regency- standing out from the artists of the U.K. and the U.S. Having gained plenty of enfevered reviews throughout Canada, many are expounding the wonders of Coming Down. It is music that is more mature and studied than contemporary fodder; the un-fantastic plastic puppets and muppets of the radio waves drone insistently and irritatingly about their woes and privileged problems- societal woes; their no-good boyfriends; phallocratic anger; their declining Gucci funds. I am not fully against acts like Jessie J, Lady GaGa and the like- those that are hardly among the best out there- I just find them desperately effete and flimsy. Their voices hardly grip and mesmerise; their lyrics trend lines of banality and juvenile tantrums- the music is anodyne and processed nonsense. Chase is a nascent development; part of a wave of (young) musicians that are putting the quality back into music. Away from the tabloid evilness and flashing bulbs of celebrity- an arena where many Pop artists love to lounge and prostitute themselves- we have a young woman who understands (how facile and repugnant those things are). She puts music first and has no desires to be a paparazzi obsession- her music and personality will never ever dip that low. It is no surprise many critics and music-lovers have clasped Chase to their chests; embraced her style and honesty- that unique and unparalleled lust and passion. In terms of synonyms and regularity, words like 'passion', 'urgency', and 'soul' are words I employ (in every review)- most of them are over 5,000 words so you can forgive such repetitiveness and verbosity. They have never been more apt as where contextualising Jessica Chase's music. The passion of her voice and words shows just how meaningful they are- when decrying fame-hungry and deplorable sorts she never sounds more direct; when looking at love and herself that earnestness shine. It is the urgency of the deliveries that makes the music resonate and reverberate. There are no false moments and droning undertones; her songs and compositions are swelling and augmentative- designed to uplift the listener and purify their anxieties. The soul is an abstract concept; it is not a physical entity and chattel- more an essence and definition (of a person's good and pure motives). Pablo Neruda claimed that laughter was the root of the soul; that which kept existence alive and pressing- otherwise it would be God; a non-existent and theorised entity. In his poem Clenched Soul, Neruda wrote the following words: "I have seen from my window/the fiesta of sunset in the distant mountain tops." Being a devotee of writers (like Neruda and Murakami), words like these can be applied to Jessica Chase- her music summons up scenery, emotion, longing and beauty. Whatever you think about the soul- whether it is real or conceptual; eradicated or ever-present- it is the core inside all of us. Most human beings- the yawning ones- enrich their soul with family, jobs and ordinary endeavours; the people who have ambitions (and want to live a different life) are inspired by art- music is that which drives the most impassioned and distinct. Chase is an artist you should watch carefully as the year slips away- her music warrants some serious airplay and dedication. I hope she comes and plays London- not in Ontario; over in Blighty- and shows Britain just what she is made of. Having witnessed many of our home-grown musicians- who play similar music- rise and succeed, it is only a matter of time before Chase gets transatlantic regard. I know our heroine will not care too much for comments regarding her looks and beauty- it is highlighted too much when looking at female artists- so I will wrap things up (on a more relevant and pertinent note). Few artists in the mainstream seem to have the full package: that mixture of relatable personality, stunning music and multi-layered appeal. With so many artists and bands coming off as quite aloof; not as incendiary as their can be- when it comes to music- eyes and (bored) ears are turning towards the new crop making their moves. It is remiss to overlook just what they provide; how good some of the music is- take your thoughts away from the commercial and towards the noble. Jessica Chase finds inspiration in natural scenery; the atmosphere and weather- she wants her music to come across like a thunderstorm and meteorological revelation. When surveying her E.P.- and lead single- you can tell just how much music means to her; how keen she is to tell her messages to the world- that will stand her in good stead (with regards her potential). It may be early days, but all the signs are very promising indeed- I urge everyone to buy the Coming Down E.P. Investigate The Only One and all of its beauty and meaning; behold an artist that we will hear a lot more from. As we both share a connection with Haruki Murakami- Jess and me- I will leave you with a quote from him (from IQ84; that sums up our heroine): "Even if we could turn back, we’d probably never end up where we started." Those words have so many meanings and interpretations; in my mind, they inspire people to look forward to the here and now- not back on something that has come before. Chase is an artist that does not look back or compare herself with others; she looks ahead and lives very much in the present. Of course, her mind is going to be trained to the future; the success (she will reap) and places she will go. Having taken the time to record music- that has been brewed and imagined since childhood- she is fulfilling her dreams and realising her inner-most desires. When it all comes down to it...

THAT is something that we should all take time to do.

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E.P. Review: Play Record Erase- New Colour

E.P. REVIEW: Play Record Erase

New Colour

9.7/10.0

New Colour is available from August 28th, 2014

TRACKLISTING: Rapture- 9.7/10.0 Wars of the Intergalactic Kind- 9.8 Heart of Gold- 9.6 Asymmetry- 9.7 Asymmetry (Acoustic)- 9.8 For We Are Old (Acoustic)- 9.7

STANDOUT CUT: Wars of the Intergalactic Kind

DOWNLOAD: Rapture, Wars of the Intergalactic Kind, Asymmetry (Acoustic), For We Are Old (Acoustic)

GENRES: Alternative-Rock, Indie, Grunge, Rock, Prog.-Rock

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From a city that keeps on giving arrives another stunning Leeds treasure. With the likes of Muse, Smashing Pumpkins, Radiohead and Arcane Roots- influencing their sound- Play Record Erase go deeper and further- New Colour showcases just what a distinct and fascinating personality they have. Having only formed this year, the quartet have crafted an incredible and rampantly assured debut

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WITH the arrival of a fascinating and distinct new band, my mind has been mulling...

over various different issues. I will raise one now- and the next two (underneath the band biography). For now, I have been thinking of how groups come together; what inspires that embryosis. Being someone looking about for a band- and struggling to recruit like-minded folk- I am always fascinated to see how groups form and come about- what motivates that distinct friendship. A lot of modern-day acts meet by happenstance- bump into each other at a pub; join via mutual friends. In the past, the best and brightest bands were formed during their childhood and adolescence. The legends of song have links and bonds from a young age; enforced by their love of music (a band was formed)- that solid and long relationship meant the music was that much stronger. In an industry where there is disposability (and the need to make a quick buck), the Pop bands of the mainstream are hardly inspiring- as manufactured and plastic as a Hollywood face-lift. I despair when I look around the charts; bands like Neon Jungle, The Saturdays and- God help us all- One Direction seem like a pointless and humourless exercise- what the hell is the point of them? Having produced a myriad of dross and nauseating 'music', bands like this as the antithesis of modern music- what we should eradicate and dispense with. Artists that are genuine, talented and (have quality) do not come together via a committee or marketing department; they play instruments and have creative talent- their formation is as a result of mutual respect- and not the need to sexually arouse the 8-18 market. I appreciate that infantile and pre-pubescent minds are entitled to music, yet they seem like wasted currency- their naive lack of knowledge and discernibility means you could sell them a CD of fart noises and they'd go nuts for it. Being a huge fan of the likes of Blur, Radiohead and The Beatles, those bands have common links- their members united at a young age; going on to make music that scintillated the world- Radiohead are not done yet; they have more material in them. I bring up this issue because of Play Record Erase. Having met at Leeds Metropolitan University (last year), the quartet put together the group- they have been solidifying their ambitions, dreams and songs since then. Being a brand-spanking and fledgling act, they are putting together their first move- the sensational and packed New Colour. Privileged to my ears- and reviewers- only, the public will get to examine the E.P. in a couple of weeks. I will go into more depth (with regards the E.P.) in time; it is great to see bands coming together the honest way- with no ideals of corporatism and the lure of marketability. Modern acts such as Ivy & Gold and London Grammar met at university- the two acts share a lot of similarities- and it seems to be uncovering some of our most fervent and reliable musicians. I have a couple of short points to raise; for now, let me introduce my featured act:

Ben Holbrook on Vocals and Rhythm Guitar Rachael Koszalinski on Lead Guitar and Backing Vocals. Alex Taylor on Bass. Joey Heaton on Drums

"Play Record Erase, are a four-piece alternative rock band based in Yorkshire taking main influences from bands such as; Arcane Roots, Biffy Clyro and Muse. They formed in 2014 after meeting at Leeds Metropolitan University, where they all study Music Production. The line-up features Ben Holbrook on vocals and guitar; Rachael on lead guitar and backing vocals; Alex Taylor on Bass and Joey Heaton on Drums. Front man Ben Holbrook’s writing style is abstract and diverse, influenced by his love of Si/Fi and fantasy covering slow ballads to intricate heavy guitar riffs. The band have recently recorded their first EP, “New Colour” which follows the theme of an alien invasion on Earth. The EP release date is Thursday 28th August. They are currently performing a 45-min set around Yorkshire playing gigs with other bands/artists while creating a following, planning to get into Festival gigs by next year. Having not been formed for too long they have made a promising start into the music scene. Play Record Erase`s performance on stage is very balanced to compliment their songs. From foot tapping songs, complimented by nice bouncy vocals with rhythmic guitars and drums, moving into heavier riff based songs. The band's performance throughout the set is great with their musical sound. Play Record Erase, from start to end are accompanied by perfectly matched performance in which they take you through a great journey of alternative rock."

Before I delve into the music of Play Record Erase, I am intriuged about their location and influences. Having been detached from Yorkshire for a few days- I have been reviewing London/Canadian acts quite a bit- I return to the heaving bosom of one of the world's most vibrant and hard-working areas for music. Being a devoted fan and supporter of musicians like ISSIMO, Jen Armstrong and Annie Drury- some of the county's sweethearts- there are a lot of great bands emanating from Yorkshire. Leeds is proving particularly striking and fertile. A smaller and less populous city than London, it is staggering just how many new artists are hailing from this wonderful place. Having never been to Leeds- or Yorkshire for that matter- I imagine there is something magical in the air (there); pixie dust sprinkled onto Starbucks lattes- that is the only explanation I can find. Whatever the reason- behind the near-mythological dominance of Yorkshire- it is only natural a stunning band like Play Record Erase have come forth. Being lucky enough to assess several bands (in a similarly infantile stage of development), it always staggers me just how confident and fully-formed their debut movements sound- so assured and direct. Most new bands- true of the mainstream- fumble and stutter about a bit; offer some sketchy and vague presentations- solidifying with age and experiemce. New music is such a competitive and packed market, it means new bands have to go in strong and determined- New Colour is a stunning and solid work (from some of Yorkshire's sure-fire stars-of-the-future). With so many groups popping up around the U.K., Play Record Erase are certainly a group with a future ahead of them; on the evidence of their debut, they have a lot to offer music. Being influenced by some of my favourite bands- including Muse and Radiohead- I was fascinated to see how these idols found their way into the music (of the band). The quartet mingle male-female vocals with some harder-edged Grunge moments- drawing to mind the likes of Pixies. When more impassioned and anthemic, you can hear some of Muse's magic. Radiohead embers burst through when the songs drive and captivate the mind; hints of Arcane Roots arrive when proceedings go into Post-Hardcore/Math-Rock avenues. The concoction of multifarious potions are stirred into a boiling pot (that is very much that of Play Record Erase)- the band are the bosses and are not the sum part of their influences. Taking heart and direction from some musical greats, the Leeds troupe simply use it as a starting block: employ some faint hints to augment and flavour their own distinct and homemade sounds. The results- as seen on their E.P.- are dramatic and thoroughly memorable. Having been immersed in recording the E.P.- they have told me it is like a baby to them- you know how much music means to them. I have been lucky enough to hear the tracks; the band do not want the songs falling into public hands until the release date- so much care and work has been put in, they do not want their efforts jeopardised and betrayed. They say Yorkshire is 'God's county'- his finest geographical and topologically creation. Having had a baring on the landscape- if you believe in religion and all its improbabilities- then the rolling hills and stunning landscapes have compelled the citizens; spiked the minds of young musicians (to make big strides). Gorilla Punch Radio and Braver than Fiction are two of my recent Yorkshire-based review subjects- between them they promise huge future movements. Tossing their hat into the ring, the songs Play Record Erase have honed (on New Colour) are among some of the most impressive of the year- able to caused excited whispers in the echelons of the music media; excite the tongues of the blog intelligentsia- pretty much f****** overwhelm the eager public. With all this being said, it is probably apt I get down to investigating the band of the hour.

Play Record Erase are stamping out their first fully-formed and realised moments. It is difficult to look back and see how they have progressed- given they are in their infancy. The most contextually apt thing one can do is to assess their current motions- which are stunning in their completeness and urgency. From the very first notes you are stood to attention; braced and tied to a chair- the immediacy and stunning power that radiates is intoxicating. Most bands come in with a slightly restrained and restricted sound- when you hear their debuts. Play Record Erase make sure New Colour grips you from the very start. The primal chest-beating declarations are amplified, augmented and expanded (upon)- its grip never relents; you are powerless to escape its shadow. I suspect that future releases will see the band continue down the same path; make sure they pack as much punch, ethanol and passionate grit into everything they do. Most bands- who would aim towards the heady and exhilarating- tend to lack clarity and focus- their music comes off as too insistent and eager. Little consideration is paid towards nuance and solidity; the empirical truth is that most acts tend to gamble aimlessly (at the start). The Leeds four-piece have taken the effort to ensure they marry the arresting and anthemic with detailed and controlled. There is never a sense that they have lazily put sounds together; been content to just throw in some heavy and hard notes- and hope for the best. Incorporating some elements (of their idols) they stir this alongside a very unique and particular voice. Few other bands compare- when it comes to sound- so it is going to be great to see the band flourish. With their songs seemingly made for stadiums, festivals and sweaty gigs; I fully expect them to ascend to the upper echelons. As I say, it is early days, but their sapling intentions are pretty damn intent- the guys are not here for the short-term. Their hydrochloric burns are those that mark the skin; they leave their impressions and hypnotise the senses. Across the twenty-or-so minutes (of New Colour) you are offered a myriad of diversions and possibilities- the band do not lazily stick to one particular theme and projection. Few acts take the trouble to add depth and layers to their music; make sure the listener is given a heap of information and colours. Play Record Erase set their stall out promisingly; they have managed to craft an E.P. that mixes Hard-Rock/Indie anthems with darker and Grunge-inspired jams; lighter and more elliptical swathes. That rich and diverse set of emotions means their E.P. will resonate with a wide range of listeners. In terms of their development and future potential- there are some signs of where they may be headed. After listening to New Colour, you sense the band have so much in their arsenal- capable of heading in any direction. I can see- future releases- containing some Pop-inspired moments; Folk avenues and softer moments- in addition to striking and fast-paced Rock jams. Their current evidence points towards a very promising future indeed.

If you are looking for any like-minded acts; any that have inspired Play Erase Record and their plight- there are a few that came to mind. The first act I will mention are Arcane Roots. An influence of the band, the new band are setting tongues wagging. Bolstered by Andrew Groves's emphatic voice, the group inject Math-Rock force and variegated rushes into their tracks. In the live arena the band employ fractal fret-wrangling and pomp anthems. Quiet and more reflective moments sit with exposed songs like Hell and High Water- the group has such a range and sense of variation. The album Blood & Chemistry alerted critical minds. Shattering riffs and maturity sit alongside one another; bursting with originality and convulsive guitar hooks. Whilst not as electric as their 2011 E.P.- Left Fire- it does provide some delicate atmosphere. That insatiable blend of delicate and hell-fire makes the music of Arcane Roots such an explosive proposition. The invigorating instrumentation and angled drives may not hit the heady heights of Biffy Clyro; yet they have the potential to be big names of the future- still developing their sound and ambitions. The progressive tendencies of their music separate Arcane Roots aside from the competition- the unpredictable song structures really stick in your mind. Dynamic time shifts and signature alterations keep their music alive and alert. The band is just as comfortable when presenting slighter and distilled sound- as they are when raising their fists and pumping towards the heavens. In a way, Play Record Erase share similar personality traits. With packed and powerful vocals; sky-scraping and lofty riffs- the Yorkshire quartet have serious ambition and credentials. Whilst they incorporate fewer Math-Rock angles, that works in their advantage- their music is more universal and less divisive. Like Arcane Roots, our heroes ensure they mix elements and emotions together; they are confident and at home when letting the sound dip- and channeling their urgency into rousing and uplifting codas. Andrew Groves's determined and mesmerising falsetto wail puts you in mind of some of the all-time greats. Ben Holbrook has a similarly captivating and staggering set of pipes- able to make every song sound elementary and completely energised. The sing-along choruses and catchy rhythms are another side of Arcane Roots- perhaps they do not do softer numbers quite as well. Play Record Erase do not present that many calmer and more reflective roots- it can be a murky and dangerous bog to swim in. When they do let their music downshift and temporise, they come up with some stunningly rounded and gripping moments- much stronger than Arcane Roots' attempts. Arcane Roots are already being touted as successors to Biffy Clyro- not that they are done- and able to slipstream into their milieu. Being a band with such an impressive weight in their cannon, Play Record Erase seem capable of joining Arcane Roots to the big leagues- the sound the duo create are in-demand and much sought-after. Before I mention a run of (other) U.K. influences, there is an American band- that comes to my mind- in the form of Pixies. If I try to parallel Play Record Erase to a particular Pixies album, it would be Surfer Rosa. One of the band's early works- and less appreciated efforts- it remains a masterpiece of ambition and conception. The sudden bursts of Pop melodrama and invigoration sit with Spanish-themed utterances; big and dark crawls- it is a cornucopia of music. Embracing left-field ideas and commercial endeavours, Surfer Rosa is one of the most rewarding and unsettling (of the band's efforts). Beautiful brutality and striking guitar riffs make the music come alive- tracks like Brick is Red and Where is My Mind?  are among my favourite Pixies cuts. The compulsive and blazing polarisations stick in the mind. The band's College-Rock collages see Flamenco snatches fuse with lighter and more redemptive Pop numbers. Haunting and personal introspections showcase mature and deep songwriting; upbeat and playful songs emphasise Pixies' full potential- Surfer Rosa has influenced a huge amount of new bands. Play Record Erase have taken some of these motifs and ideals to heart. They can act playful and whimsical when the mood strikes; claustrophobic and strangled the next- the group do not rest on laurels or take any unnecessary risks. With such balanced and fully-rounded songs, they match Pixies for ambition and diversity- all backed by their pressing and enlivening sound. Like Pixies, the Leeds troupe employ prickly guitar barbed wire; propulsive percussion; sugar-and-sandpaper vocal mixes- strange fetishes are less abundant (but you feel like anything is possible). Instilled in the music are embers of Punk and '80s less-is-more production values. Coupled with an innate ability- to create multicoloured theatre- Play Record Erase have some of Pixies' distinct and impressive genes- it will be great to see how this is expanded and realised across future records. The Feud are a group that have made an impact on Play Record Erase. The band have been around for a while, yet have not reached their full potential- they have the same magic and potential as Does It Offend You, Yeah? The varied music tastes (the band possess) is enforced in their music- that energy and diversity shines. Heavy riffs and energised elements combine with melodic and catchy sing-alongs- the band enjoy and appreciate the Synth.-Pop music of the '80s. The group inspire crowds to get crazy and rowdy; tap their feet and sing along. The band is one of the most popular new acts coming through; they have struck a chord with listeners and have a very popular sound- Play Record Erase have instilled these elements together (in their music). A band that are sure to inspire new listeners and fans, they have that same ability to get crowds swaying and dancing- touching bygone genres and mixing it into their melting pot. One of the most scintillating acts- when thinking of Play Record Erase's sounds- is Muse. The Devon legends have inspired a lot of great bands- they themselves have been inspired by the likes of Queen and Radiohead. The best Muse-based albums- I can compare with New Colour- are Origins of Symmetry and Black Holes and Revelations. Those two albums saw Muse develop and evolve: the former was a leap from their debut; the latter is their finest moment. On Origins of Symmetry, there was a break from the pomposity of Prog.-Rock; the sizzling cuts like Plug In Baby and New Born marked the band out as epic contenders. It is not just the raw and unbeatable songs that lodge in your brain- their take on Feeling Good is a stunning reinterpretation; Micro Cuts is a distorted and quasi-operatic gem; Space Dementia is an intergalactic mini-epic. Matt Bellamy's piano genius came to the fore- later to be developed and cemented on Absolution- and gave vivid life to the album's finest moments. Although Muse created more grand-standing albums, they never sounded as intriguing and demented. Monolithic riffs and see-sawing percussion staggers see Bellamy indulge his inner-Thom Yorke: at a time in history where Yorke was fed up with his own voice- Bellamy puts his own over-the-top and over-extenuated stamp on that sound. Able to make the speakers get up and dance; make blood pour from the eyes- Origins of Symmetry remains a modern-day classic. Play Record Erase are less preposterous than early-days Muse- they manage to incorporate the band's most worthy and universal charms. The emphatic and impressive vocals- Bellamy perfected- match Freddie Mercury power; Thom Yorke beauty and Roy Orbison-esque emotional quivers. Riffs and guitar considerations have that same blend of rifftastic-cum-restrained. Black Holes and Revelations remains one of my favourite albums- an audacious and huge statement from one of the world's best bands. Knights of Cydonia is perhaps the best closing track on any album- that insatiable closing riff is enough to raise the dead! The album brings up issues like political strife, unjust wars; populist revolt- personal revelations come into effect. Whilst Play Record Erase do not contain the same overt political rage, they mix personal and introspective offerings with deeper and more universal themes- their music has similar potency and passion. Whilst some critics derided Black Holes and Revelations' lack of depth (and over-use of histrionics), you cannot deny how memorable and era-defining it is. Yes, there are overblown moments and bloated suggestions- by-and-large the album is taut, muscular and utterly divine. Glam, Pop and symphonic classic oeuvres are mixed with one another; the grand dramatics work wonderfully- it is a meticulous and complete album. Rock opera and layered guitars levitate songs; sultry and sexy swagger blends with razor-edge cut- the band are on an equal footing from start to finish. Play Record Erase employ similar considerations: they mingle sexy and smart; sassy and sharp; layered guitars and tight jams- each member has similar equity and influence on the numbers. When Black Holes' came along, the public realised what a huge Rock package it was- Americans were a bit dim and slow to absorb its magic- and retrospective reviews pay testament to this. The Leeds crew go to the same detailed lengths to ensure their music is as a full and nourishing as Muse's- that detail and workmanship makes them such an incredible proposition. Continuing the British influences, Biffy Clyro should be mentioned. Like Muse; I will point to two influential and relevant albums: The Vertigo of Bliss is the first. Following on from a decidedly shaky debut- Blackened Sky- their follow-up was a huge leap forward. From the provocative and sexual album cover, the L.P. presented sublime inventiveness and thought-defying Rock parables. Anger and adoration are blended with authority and conviction; the band embody Indie sensibilities with Rock bliss- the album crackled with certainty and assuredeness. Inventive and haphazard rhythms tangle with awkward guitars- the album is fresh and live-sounding. Recorded over a single day, it is the sound of a band in their element- completely natural and without anxieties and hesitations. Play Record Erase present the same sort of live sound; the conviction and professionalism- their songs unite distinct guitar sounds with juddering drums; soaring vocals and sublimely atmospheric anthems. When Biffy released Opposites (last year) is was met with mixed reviews. Critics- who were positive- claimed how gripping the album was; its serenity and progressive ideologies made it sparkle and captivate; the special and varied songs resonated with critics- many were bowled over by the seismic riffs, hits after hits; the quirky edges and jagged avenues. Calibrating their intelligent brand of Rock; the band brilliantly switched between edgy and mainstream- Pop and Rock moments naturally seduced. The Scots' take on Fugazi's heady and mesmeric brand of song comes out in the album; they instill Nerd-Rock too- dichotomous discipline and crowd-pleasing recklessness make the album such a contrasted gem. The last British influence I will name is Radiohead. The quartet instill shades of Radiohead's genius and staggering songwriting. In terms of albums- just to give you relatable examples- I would say The Bends and In Rainbows are the most pertinent examples. Having been named the most influential band of this generation- by N.M.E. readers- the Oxford legends have made an impression with a lot of modern acts. The Bends is my favourite album of all-time; it is the finest album in history- many can argue; many would be proven wrong. Defying expectations and marking a quantum leap- from the rather mixed results of Pablo Honey- it is an album that shaped music for the better. While Holbrook does not whip out the angst-laden falsetto (as much as Yorke)- he favours a more manly and chest-beating sound- he does possess the same sense of serene beauty and sensitivity. Not some Liam Gallagher-esque knucklehead, our man portrays his own unique blend of softer emotions- funneled through his distinct and striking tones. The band take bits of The Bends; sprinkle it into New Colour- creating some vibrant results. Play Record Erase take on board Radiohead's cerebral brand of Rock; they turn clichés inside-out and make everything sound fresh and new- the way P.R.E. mingle complex instrumentations with mixed emotions stands them out. There is that undercurrent of melancholy and sadness; the abiding sense and feel is of a band that want to embrace and seduce the listener- take their mind somewhere unique. Like The Bends, In Rainbows came off as a huge surprise. Whilst most assumed nothing monumental would follow Pablo Honey; fewer predicted anything genius would follow on from Hail to the Thief- one of the band's most underrated works. More complex- and less emotional- than The Bends, In Rainbows was a hugely well-received album. There were no wasted moments or ideas; each track is tight and nuanced- there was a otherworldy quality to proceedings. Abstract sounds and accessible words made the album a stimulating and tantalising treat- breathtaking beauty sat with raw and visceral moments. The studio performances came across as relaxed, assured and tight- the band sounded happy and in-step; gone were the anxieties of their post-OK Computer works. Play Record Erase sound as happy and together; that naturalness and tight set of performances comes across; the group mix beauty and radiance with something darker and more determined- they melt abstract angles with universal messages and thoughts. Although the scenic and colour-filled promise an album like In Rainbows puts through, there is an emphasis on romance and beauty. Even though words speak of comatosed nights, zombies, bodysnatcher, disease; suicide and pain are discussed- the core and beating heart looks at redemptive aspects and love. Words and lyrics worm their way into your mind- including the heartbreak line "I'm an animal trapped in your hot car"- and speak of universal experiences; there is emphasis on the songs- making sure they drive forward and do not lose their sense of loyalty. Play Record Erase have the skill and mentality that means they blend romantic endeavours with vivid and striking scenes; lyrics that stick in the imagination- complex and multifarious compositional elements; the complete shebang! The final band I will mention is Smashing Pumpkins- one of the darker and more shadowy influences. In terms of finding an appropriate Smashing Pumpkins album- to draw to New Colour- the best example is Siamese Dream. Perhaps a heady comparison- given many rank it alongside Nevermind in terms of scope and genius- it is the most apt album draw. Whilst Billy Corgan and his bald-headed oddity spawned some pretty terrible moments- albums after Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness ranged from great to God-awful- on their sophomore album they were inspired. The 1993 masterwork was synonymous with its slackers-with-a-vision charm. Less chemically castrated than a lot of their peers, Smashing Pumpkins' fuzzed-up riffs were quite the match for Nirvana's era-defining epic. Although Siamese Dream was created midst turmoil and broken relationships- like Fleetwood Mac's Rumours- it contains some phenomenal music. Layers of guitars and sound collages sit with consistency and emphatic quality. Ranking alongside Nevermind and Superunknown- as one of the best Rock albums of the '90s- it is rife with outright outre glisten. More grand than the sacrosanct underground Grunge acts- of the time- the cathedrals and monuments of guitar sounds stuck in the mind- Siamese Dream is a righteous and bold statement from the U.S. band. Play Record Erase make sure their music covers such wide and impressive ground; their guitar notes and layers are insatiably atmospheric and gripping; the consistency and quality is of the highest order- although they do not ascend the heights of Siamese Dream, they have rife ambition and intention. All of these influences can be heard in various moments (of New Colour) but should not be taken as gospel- I mention them to give you an overview. Play Record Erase have their own distinct and well-honed sound; their bond and uniformity is as a result of incredible friendships- the music pays paen to their natural sympatico and intuition.

Germane latency is not an option when you consider Rapture- its early notations are a symphony of intention and unbridled swagger. The guitars strut and sting; the percussion clatters and pervades- the bass guides and navigates. Instilled with a catchiness and unerring confidence, the track provides a contradistinction- few contemporaries lace their embryonic passages with such a fervent hustle. Perhaps appropriately, the first words- uttered by our hero- are "brace yourself." Telling us our time has come, I get a sense- oddly- of Kurt Cobian. That inimitable delivery during In Bloom's verses- the slow and taunting back-and-forth- comes to fruition here. Delivered as a sermon-come-warning, the singer sets the scene- a nearing apocalypse is afoot. Not caring anymore; the revocation of strength leads to a blase and relaxed attitude- as the world crumbles and inflames; our hero is kicking back with aloof disregard. The composition ensures there is sonic fascination (throughout)- the guitars snarl and twist like a Pixies rapture; never too heavy or hard; underpinned with melodic intent. Few listeners will be uninitiated to the power and prowess of the music: it conjures myriad thoughts and themes; tempts and teases- spits out oodles of tantalising moments. Our man looks at "all distractions"; the chorus blooms and blossoms with a full-bodied vocal projection- mixing Foo Fighters, Muse and Arcane Roots. Like Devon's whacky Prog. sons, the Leeds quartet are deftly able to weave in pathos and humour; brighter strings with more shadowy vocals- that contradiction and commingling adds layers to the track. Throwing so much into the mix, the listener is gripped by its passion and meaning. Human compassion is being eroded and subjugated; the noble crew are surveying a dilapidated landscape- the intensity and urgency in the vocal makes every word's hair stand on end. Summoned with a blend of coolness and gravel, our hero does not explode or burst- he allows his voice to match and sit alongside the composition; it is well-paced and detailed. As the song reaches the 1:40 marker, a spine-tingling and animalistic guitar growl is unleashed; it weaves and bays for flesh; yawns with malice- vibrates and kicks with bravado. Marrying some of Nevermind-era Nirvana alongside Origins of Symmetry Muse, the band rustle up a hypnotic jam- imbuing it with their own unique and intuitive drama and identity. With a final throw of the dice, our hero lets his voice ring out. When controlled and muted, it is a dark and Grunge-influenced beast; laying in scenes of heartbreak, distraction and disconnection. As the chorus swings around, it expands and opens up- becoming more Indie/Prog.-inspired- showcasing his full range of emotions. As the gamut is run, the song never lets its grip go. It is a tight and muscular offering that never lingers too long; it packs such a punch in under 3 minutes- few acts have such a regard towards economy and length. Quite a startling and intent opening statement, you are primed and ready for what is to come. As the brain-seducing Wars of the Intergalactic Kind makes it way in, our hero is trying to read signs- unable to decipher them, he begins his travelogue with a heavy anxiety. Naivety and blindness are traded alongside double-blind bluff and a curiosity- the vocal deployments matches smooth and sensual with a spicier and more pressing soul. Whereas the opening number ending with a very distinct note- that reminded me of Soundgarden's Black Hole Sun- the progeny starts with more elliptical and nuanced workings. The guitars twiddle and notch; they twirl and spiral- the sound is a Morse Code marionette that has a spacey and cosmic beauty- backed by a pulsed and smashed guitar ellipses, and you get a rich and vibrant sound. "The war is on" is the elongated and pertinent coda; the clarion call and rally cry that precedes a bellicose compositional slam. Letting his voice regress and demure, the band take us into the stratosphere. A swaying and delirious parable is unleashed; it staggers and swaggers- once more- psychotropic and determined, it is a stonewall classic riff. The heady brew bashes the bones and stretches the brain; elastic and impassioned- there is no diaphanous escape to be found. Stadium-ready and kick-ass it matches an avalanche of fire with a tidal wave of hornets- it is the sort of frenetic and psychedelic head-f*** that is capable of healing the blind. Further diversity and subsumed brilliance is added with a Spoken Word passage. Acting as a news report -and urgent bulletin- the newscaster offers some stark messages. The creature-like humans are making demands; unsure what their demands are- updates will be forthcoming. Stepping into Muse's 2001 clown-coloured size 14s is a brave endeavour indeed- the fact the band pull it off is deeply impressive. Not as all-out bonkers and pompous as Origins of Symmetry's most byzantine cuts- Space Dementia, Micro Cuts etc.- it has a feel of Citizen Erased. Mixing the charlatanism of Kabalarian Philosophy with overt operatics, the track is a blissful brain-melter. Our hero's vocals coo and wordlessly seduce; change course and set up the decibel entourage- one that attacks and pillages with blood-lust intent. With fairly few words, the emphasis is placed on the composition and setting. The notes and guitar slams paint the picture and project the images; intergalactic riffs and snaking contractions keep the song rampant and unerring. Backed by an army assault of smashing percussions- and rythmic-cum-Kim Deal bass work- the band summon a Molotov Cocktail of potency- one that grabs you by the lapel and drags you into its dungeon. Grunge majesty- that the likes of Smashing Pumpkins and Nirvana have solidified and synonymised- mixes with spectral Indie touches- the combination seduction dance is an unexpected and mesmerising treat. You can tell how much thought and consideration has been paid to the composition- and song as a whole. It does not lazily play and wander; the riffs and parables are delineated with a perfectionism that is hard to find; the emphasis is on mood and fervency- it is a delicious and salacious outpouring that enthralls and overthrows. Suitable for the Sunday night majesty of the festival circuit, it is the sort of song that could rouse thousands of fans into a delirious frenzy. Conflagration and disturbed robotics come into play; twisted and technological electronics give the song an eeriness and strange charm- after the smash-and-grab bait-and-switch; the song evolves into something more crepuscular and menacing. Subverting expectations, your despondent senses are left to try to redress the aural genocide- Wars of the Intergalactic Kind take no prisoners alive. As the conclusionary moments show yearning and lupine strings play, you catch hints of Pearl Jam and Radiohead- snatches of Ten and The Bends fuse in a riot of celebration and lust. Offering some updates and news flash, our hero looks at the emergency unfolding- his voice has a heaviness and breathiness (that shows appropriate fatigue and exhaustion). The skies are beckoning some killer intruders; the human race is looking up nervously- gotta defend our lives against the invading space warriors. Not done with his missive, our hero has got to "escape this Earth"; get away and find interplanetary consolation. Before we are all brought down, a plan needs to be formulated- you can feel the wrath growing hotter and heavier. With one final kick of the jams, the band offer a concise and tight swan-song- a brief Spoken Word presentation wraps things up and we are done. Following a 1-2 of songs- that have offered so much force, fascination and epic-ness- Heart of Gold provides chance for calm and reflection. Still absorbing the staggering sounds- that have come before- the ebullient and gorgeous burble of the intro. has romantic longing- a bargaining chip against the oppressive forces of rapture and intergalactic warfare. Sun-kissed and echoed vocals have a tranquility and headiness to them- our hero sound far-off and floating. Sounding like he is singing underwater (or inside a vacuum), the serenity and riparian flavours match Folk and Pink Floyd-esque Art-Rock sounds. Never straying from the reliable and tested avenues of space and otherworldliness, the band take their mind into softer and floating territory- the opening moments are a paragon of somnamubulistic luster. Just as you are bedding in for a dreamy sojourn, the composition elevates and ramps up- the same sort of tee-up that beckoned in Gigantic's Pixie dust assault. Our hero looks at his sweetheart; someone who wanted more- she has caused him some tribulation and discombobulation. Perhaps declarations are not pained and as wracked- as one might first assume. With her "heart of gold", the heroine is being given an appropriate amount of dedication and tribute- it seems here is someone who gives more than anyone else. The song's title is repeated like a manta: with an upbeat and urgent projection, you can hear the breeze and soulfulness in our hero's voice- he seems less closeted and scared than in previous numbers. As the percussion showcases some cymbal softness and (austere and authoritative measurements); the bass possesses melody, rhythm and heart- the guitar sounds trade wooziness and dexterity. Mingling Pink Floyd's most ethereal moments (of The Dark Side of the Moon and Wish You Were Here) you are powerless to resist their charm. After the calmed and restrained openings, the song burnishes and burns with fury- the guitars conduct their business with righteous vengeance. Of course, the song has its loins in romantic quarters- there is no repression or fury here. The swell and lust of the guitars does not scare or fend off- it catches you with its grace and power. Displaying an unending amount of urgency and grip, the band unite in one of their tightest performances. Backed by the band's heroine, the vocals are given an extra layer of beauty- as they combine to utter the song's central message. Juddering guitars and anthemic bursts crackles and swell with elliptical pride; the final moments leave a smile on your face- the song's brevity and insatiable passion leaves you wanting more. Into the second-half, Asymmetry has an ironic title- the song leads with the same pugnaciousness and intention as Rapture. Perfect counterparts and cultural attaches, the two possess the same drive and teeth- here proceedings are even more ramped-up and violent. The composition is a white-hot and lascivious thing- it swings its testicles with scant regard for ethics and refined desire. Pummeling and atmospheric, the mingling of Muse and Nirvana strokes is sprinkled into Play Record Erase's unique and cultured veneer. Calming and taking the volume down, our hero approaches the mic. Mystique and obliqueness see our man proclaim "We've been here before"- my initial impressions turned towards love and a broken bond. Maybe the lovers have been together before- and ended things- and the partnership is not quite as equal (as it should be). Maybe in two different spaces, the distinct lovers are playing things on different plains- the conviction and passion in the vocal performance is among the E.P.'s most gripping. Our hero declares he is caught on the outside; you get pictures percolating and spinning. Backed by a howling and fighting riff, our man is backed by our heroine- the two unite on the vocals to give the track a beautiful two-handed quality. Our frontman's mind seems weighted and pained; you can tell just how burdened he seems to be- the endlessly compelling performance does not overthrow this assumption. A sense of mystery and openness comes into effect; the lyrics have a quality that means they can be interpreted in different ways- each listener will have their own interpretation of events. Squalling guitars arrive to inject some Grunge fury; the burbling and thunder-storm vibrations give the song snap and crackle. When the words "Was it worth it?" are repeated- by both singers- you wonder what is being referred to. Maybe someone has been cheating and fooling around; being dishonest and disloyal- the amount of punch and underpinned anger (that is projected) makes you think things have come to a head. The voices blend with one another; that message keeps on being repeated- another thunderous burst arrives (as we see our players caught on the outside); your mind becomes a centrifuge of what-ifs and possibilities. As the track comes to an end, you wonder how things worked out- whether negotiations and common voice is arrived at; if things are too fractured and ill to recover and mend. It is great to hear Asymmetry (Acoustic) as it presents a different take on the track- a more reflective and acoustic-led gem. Funky and springing guitars levee the track in; the bass twangs and reverberates with intent. The lyrics and words have a little more clarity to them; the rush and passion of the composition- on the previous number- sometimes overpowered the intelligibility and focus of the vocals. In a soothed and less cluttered environment, you get a more direct and unfettered performance. The beauty of the vocals is very much present; the composition is less determined and overpowering- new contours and dimensions are revealed and uncovered. As entranced and committed to the vocals- and the messages- as you are, it is the strings that compel the mind; that jumping and plash sound is as catchy and committed (as anything else on the E.P.). Showing a more Jazz and Acoustic sound, the song reveals new depth. The 'original' is a spellbinding and unforgettable number- the fact the band decided to re-record it shows just how much the song resonates with them. Adding new light and energy into its story, the skiffling and itinerant composition keeps pressing. Our hero's voice is purer and more impassioned- refraining from the tendency to lift to the heavens with anger. Demonstrating how competent, assured and natural the band are in the live setting, the song has multiple distinctions: it gives fans a chance to hear what they would sound like in intimate venues; how adaptable they are as performers and composers; witness the nuances and depths of Asymmetry. Finger-picked notes and static strums nestle with beautiful and aching strings; the percussion beats like a heart- the community of notes provided is harmonious and deeply exhilarating. When that coda- "Was it worth it?"- is re-appropriated, the duo- of singers- give it a new skin and wardrobe; more romanticised (than spited) you are gripped by the tranquility and power that melt together. In addition to the tracklisting being spot-on and perfectly thought-out, the album's acoustic numbers- and final moments- are beautifully sequenced. The band do not allow a pause between the two acoustic numbers- the tracks flow into one another splendidly. Like Queens of the Stone Age did on Rated R; The Beatles did on Abbey Road (Side B), here the run-on leads to a constant energy and mobility. Showing they can present and elicit as much power and curiosity when wielding acoustic guitars- as an arsenal of electric ones- the Leeds band ensure the E.P. ends with a softer and more lullaby-inspired duo- after the hailstorm and biblical vengeance of the opening cuts. For We Are Old begins with a catchy and swooning introduction; there is Jazz and Folk elements- it sounds almost like a slowed-down version of the intro. to Just (by Radiohead). Perfectly priming the senses, the graceful and serene tenderness gets into your mind. The vocal here elongates words and stretches sentiments; rather than going for out-right urgency- here a different perspective is offered. Our hero is looking at a subject; seeing if they can see (him) on the other side; "the other side where there is no light." Falling in line and posing some tough questions, our man is breaking his neck- just looking around. There is some sly humour and wit instilled within the spiked heels of the song's core; that counterbalance of sharp and sweet makes you smile as well as reflect. Endlessly gripping and flowing, the strings are once more deliciously intriguing and assured. Advising his cohort- or perhaps himself too- to stay inside; it is the only way to say (if they're still alive). The vivid images and cinematic scenes flood into your brain; as the percussion and strings augment and swell, the song becomes more intense- ensuring its conclusion is as memorable as its beginnings. With an aching wordless vocal line- yearning and romantic- the leads combine in voice; beautifully sparring and making the shivers arrive. It would be great to hear the track expanded and presented (as a Asymmetry-esque number)- add symphonic aspects and layer it a bit. The band showed how great Asymmetry is- as a 'studio' cut- and how wonderful it could sound as a live cut. In that same sense, one could envisage the track earning new stripes and glory- were it afforded the chance to be treated and given its bilateral aspects (a chance to shine). Having witnessed six very different songs, you are desperate to hear more- the E.P. leaves the mouth watering. I can very well imagine For We Are Old making its way onto a future disc- as an all-out assault. So many possibilities and opportunities await the band; on the evidence of such an emphatic and endlessly fascinating E.P.- the future is very much theirs.

Usually when an album, E.P. or song has a particular score- a 9.0-9.5- I have a certain amount of things I can say; the paragraph is middle-lengthened. The fact that I have judged New Colour as a 9.7 means I have a lot to say- it is such an impressive work. Before I get down to highlighting the individual band members, it is worth applauding the E.P. in its own context. Able to cause nominal aphasia and stunned silence, it is one of the most immediate and stunning records of the year. Music is designed to heal the mind and inspire listeners. In a week where the world has witnessed tragedy- that has affected everyone- we are need some comfort and assurance. That feeling of loss and tragedy will eventually dissipate; what it leaves behind (and how it affects people) will not- our minds and collective souls desire something redemptive and nourishing. If records like New Colour arrive regularly, then there is little chance for sadness or too much reflection. Being gripped from the very infant moments, the E.P. surprised and shocked me. I was not expecting something so immediate and mesmeric (from such a new band)- only releases by Allusondrugs, Reverend Moon and Little Sparrow have surpassed it all year. I know how hard the quartet have worked on the songs; how proud they are- and rightfully so. The sequencing and production is splendid. When the numbers are harder and heavier, the production is polished (but fairly lo-fi)- it allows the tracks a chance to pervade and shine. Imagining it has been co-helmed by Gil Norton and Nigel Godrich, it fuses the best elements of Pixies and Radiohead- the combinative atmospherics and cinematic sounds. When the acoustic numbers arrive, nothing is buried and burnished- the notes are crisp and clear. Reminding me of Jeff Buckley's Live at Sin-e album- recorded in 1993- there is an intimacy and closeness that draws the listener in. Many would imagine those disparate sounds are not conducive with harmony- how wrong you would b!. If the acoustic numbers had been placed between Rapture and Wars of the Intergalactic Kind, then the E.P. would have suffered- the pace and urgency would have been uncoupled and disturbed. The heavier and harder numbers arrive in the first half- the second half is more reflective and acoustic-led. It means the mind is bursting and hypnotised at the start; by the middle the soul is inflamed and nourished; the last two tracks grant fulfillment and light to the heart- such is the emotional considerations, you cannot help but be besotted by the E.P. It has plenty of nuance and repeatability- tracks will reveal new elements on future spins. Perfect for the darker and colder days -as the summer nights- there is a huge mix of sounds and genres. The eccentric and unheard-of genius of Wars' will appeal to those who yearn for Muse's halcyon days- when they galvanised their brilliance and seemed unstoppable. This track is probably one of the most distinct and memorable I have heard this year; Rapture has a similar brilliance and hard-hitting attitude- drawing in Grunge heroes like Nirvana and Smashing Pumpkins; a smattering of Radiohead and Muse. Most bands- who are experts at anthemic jams- are less effective when calmed and romantic- the likes of Arcane Roots and Foo Fighters come to mind. Play Record Erase have more in common with Nirvana and Pixies. On albums like Nevermind- with Polly- and Doolittle; you get some reflective moments of beauty- passion and Pop moments take your breath. The Leeds band's soliloquies of grace and wit are just as splendid and rich as their fire-fueled wig-outs. Not only does this make their debut such a huge treasure- it bodes well for the future. Showing they're as authoritative when in acoustic realms- as in the throes of wild warfare promise- the band are adept at mixing genres and sounds into a complete whole. Being a tight and focused E.P., the quartet not only spread their wings- at six tracks it has more tracks than most E.P.s- but remain concise and teasing- no song lingers too long and stretches needlessly. In addition to some masterful producing, programming and mixing- it is the band performances that make the music so alive. Lyrics mix themes of apocalypse and alien invasion- kooky and intergalactic themes that few bands tend to tread. Do not think that we have a Muse-worshiping copycat band here- our heroes nod their head coolly and simply provide their own take on space and war. Able to convincingly compel when speaking of love and reflection, the band show just how much of a range they have- never dropping a step whatever they are documenting. This motility and multifariousness spills into compositional avenues- even more so! Kudos much firstly be levied towards Ben Holbrook. The singer and rhythm guitarist injects so much light and power into the sextet of songs. His vocals never succumb to the histrionics and screeching of Matt Bellamy. Composed and emotive, Holbrook has a distinct and unique set of pipes that means he is a master of overt emotion and dread- as he is when introspective and romantic. Few singers sound at home when they allow themselves such a wide breadth. On songs like Rapture and Wars' you get a bona fide leader and corporal- someone who unleashes so much atmosphere and desire. Making sure the listener believes every word- some get pretty out-there and surreal- that is no mean feat; he is able to do it with an apparent ease. Towards the E.P.s final moments- combining with his female cohort- you get a side of beauty and tenderness. Allowing his emotional and touching side to come out, you get the full picture of the young singer. When letting his guitar pervade and hunt, he unleashes a huge amount of stun and ability. Providing perfect support to the lead guitar, so much rhythm, direction and story is offered. Holbrook shows just what a multi-talented player he is; able to elicit so many different sounds and sensations. When it comes to talented, Rachael Koszalinski is certainly on an equal footing. Her vocals add so much beauty and passion to certain moments. Sorry to hark on about Pixies, but the way Kim Deal augments and enlivens songs- listen to their back-catalogue and find out why Pixies suck so much now- Koszalinksi is an essential vocal force- on the acoustic numbers he contributions are sweet and endlessly impressive. Combining naturally and seamlessly with Holbrook, the two make an incredible duo- I hope they blend voices (more) on future discs. As a guitarist she is in a league of her own. In a music scene that is still male-dominated- especially bands- our heroine shows she is as good as her male colleagues. Being a fan of guitarists- in new music- like Carmen Vandenberg, Koszalinski is a valuable asset (to the band)- I can think of few other axe-grinders that have such an ability. The guitar-wielding wonder manages to draw in a host of other names. When intergalactic and robotic, I catch elements of Jonny Greenwood and his OK Computer period- listen to the twisted and distorted moments on Paranoid Android and Subterranean Homesick Alien for a start- and you can hear bits of Koszalinski. She is capable of evoking images of alien conversation and starship warp-drive; robot war plans and starlight fire- in addition to more grounded and common forces. Swaggering, spitting, sexual and gritty; she has the power of a Grunge band leader; plenty of melody, rhythm and Pop-influenced sounds come out- her kaleidoscopic abilities come to fruition throughout New Colour. By no means second in nature is Alex Taylor. The bass bad-ass manages to shift and snake with effortless acclaim; shimmering and driving, he is the backbone of the band. Providing guidance and leadership, his bass makes each song crackle and spark. When we hear acoustic numbers, it is that bass which sticks in the mind- capable of bubbling and skipping with Jazz-like cool; stinging like a suburban viper; few others match his skills and prowess. Able to unleash reverie and delirium, you can always hear Taylor working away- inspired by the likes of Chris Wolstenholme (of Muse), Colin Greenwood (of Radiohead) and D'arcy Wretzky (Smashing Pumpkins), you hear a possible future match. If you listen to the stunning bass work of The National Anthem (from Kid A) and Hysteria (on Absolution) then you can hear they had an effect on Taylor. Elements of Flea's best work- his performance on Coffee Shop- come out; able to be stunning and hypnotic in the harder and rampant moments- Taylor is equally assured when adding sensual swoon and tongue-licking passion. Completing the quartet is the sticks guardian, Joey Heaton. Having been in contact with him- the band's conduit for reviews and publicity- I have been taken aback by his passion and protectiveness. You know how much the songs mean to him (and the band) and what an effort has been put in- his performances are universally potent and memorable. Especially impressive on the E.P.'s first two tracks, Heaton does not merely smash and pummel with a dead-eyed gaze- he has a talent and a sense of ambition few others possess. Capable of summoning the bare-chested power of the Grohls and Pearts of the music word- he has an ear for melody, composure and nuance. Infusing some tricky and eye-catching fills into particular moments; changing speed and course during tracks- his thoughts are always committed (to ensuring a track is) as fascinating and gripping as possible. Propelling the band and presenting his full potential; it does cause recumbent sweat. The entire band play with such a kinship and understanding- with the confidence and togetherness of a group with ten times their experience. Each song is so tight and incredible; it is a shock these four mates have been jamming for so short a time- their confidence and talents will grow as the years go by. It means you should keep your eyes focused on the Leeds quartet; a group that have a huge future- grab their E.P. as soon as it comes out. In a week that has seen one of the world's legendary humans fall- to a horrible and lonely disease- I have been looking around for balm and reassurance; something that tells me everything will be okay- music is providing a maternal shoulder and means of distraction. Hunting around new music, you will find few acts that have such an effect- as Play Record Erase. If you are in need of lift, surprise- and songs that rouse the spirits and contort the imagination- ensure you make a date to snap up New Colour.

Still under wraps and sub rosa; the boys (and girl) of Play Record Erase are excited to unveil their debut E.P. New Colour- it is an entrancing and solid record that demands close investigation. Having formed a matter of months ago, it has been impressive how much ground (the band has covered) in such a short time. Formed from solid foundations- a shared appreciation of music and one another- that sense of unity and tightness is evident in every song. Drawing in elements of Muse, Radiohead and Pixies what you get is a fascinating and nuanced collection of tracks- signalling pure intent and heady ambition. The quartet have a lot more to do and say; you can imagine many more albums and E.P.s arriving from them- their debut signs are incredibly encouraging and prosperous. It is always terrific to see bands come through in general; so much variation and intrigue is proffered by new music's finest- whatever style and genre floats your boat; there is something for you. With that level of competition being so high, the survival and mortality rates tend to be low. You can always tell when a band are going to fail: it may be a few years down the line; the first impressions hint at imminent entropy and decay. Those that stick in the imagination; offer something different and resonate hard- Play Record Erase are a band with a solid and defined sound. When emailing the band- particular drummer Joey Heaton- you get a sense of how much music means to them. So much work and effort has been expended when putting New Colour together- it has been a hard to get where they have; a lot of sweat and blood has poured out. It is the passion and heart that you can hear in the music- which makes their E.P. such a treat. Were the results patchy and hit-and-miss, you would feel for them- the fact they are resounding and emphatic should ease a burden from them. The band have some work to do in the future (and will look to evolve and galvanise their sound)- there is ample evidence to suggest they will go onto to do some incredible things. Just looking at some of my review subjects- like Crystal Seagulls and The Bedroom Hour- tells you all you need to know. Two bands with a similar bond and unity have managed to make some serious impressions and movements- festival dates and huge gigs. It is not luck or privilege- that has ensured this occurs- it is the quality of the music and the determination that has earned them rewards. Play Record Erase are among the hungriest and most passionate bands about- there is no logical reason to suggest they will not ascend to the same creative plains. I am sure the Leeds quartet are going to want to keep their feet planted- remain realistic- and focus on the coming months. It is clear the New Colour E.P. will gain a lot of support and acclaim- you are compelled and hooked after the first 30 seconds. What left is there to say? Well... it is great to see the university friends commingle with such a naturalness and intuitive flair- it as though they were designed to make music together. Leeds has produced another gem; it is seriously marking itself out as one of the world's hotbeds for new music- I am loathed to formulate reasons behind this; they just have a knack for producing fine musicians. Before I conclude, I want to raise a final point: that concerns the British music scene. As I look out at artists La Roux and FKA twigs- they are just a small snapshot of what the country is producing. Both bold and arresting female talents, their music surveys love, broken relations and personal testaments- the sheer force and urgency they offer has been seducing critics and intoxicating listeners. Our bands are producing pretty spectacular results. Of course, not all animals were created equally: there are plenty of bum-note bands that are there to fill the gaps- the ones that linger in the mind are showing just what Britain is capable of. So much interesting and diverse music is being offered- by new musicians- that means the next year is going to be interesting indeed. With the Yorkshire mafia supporting its artists; making sure they get their rightful acclaim- it is hard to imagine Play Record Erase having a quiet 2015. New Colour bristles with imagination and potency; that fusion of styles and sounds- all topped off with a thick crust of conviction and passion. Make sure you snap the E.P. up- in a couple of weeks- take time to absorb the work of one of Leeds' new wonders; a band that are keen to make some rather large footsteps- it looks like they could very well make that happen. Being depressed by the large swathes of manufactured and bubble wrap bands coming out, I always yearn to find something genuine and authentic- a group that understand the importance of a real sound and a real friendship. Do what you can to support Play Record Erase; share their music and messages (when the E.P. is released) and watch them very closely. Here is a four-piece that want to seduce and recruit (as many supporters to their cause as is possible). Make sure you do one thing...

PUT it near the top of your 'to-do' list.

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Track Review: RKZ (Ft. Shawn Sanderson)- Think Of Me

TRACK REVIEW: RKZ (Featuring Shawn Sanderson)

Think Of Me

9.6/10.0

Think Of Me feat. Shawn Sanderson (prod. Handbook x Gifted The Great)

Think Of Me is available from:

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FEATURING THE VOCALS OF: Shawn Sanderson (@ShawnSanderson)

PRODUCED BY: Handbook (@Handbook) and Gifted The Great (@GiftedTheGreat)

RELEASED: 5th August, 2014

The album Science X Soul is available from 21st August, 2014:

http://sxs.rkzuk.com/

GENRES: Rap, R 'n' B, Soul, Hip-Hop, Spoken-Word, Pop

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One of the country's rising stars, RKZ unveils another startling track.  With long-term collaborator Shawn Sanderson adding seductive allure, Think Of Me is a sparkling gem.  Yet another fascinating piece of the Science X Soul puzzle has been placed.

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HAVING interviewed RKZ very recently it...

gave me the chance to explore a distinct and phenomenal talent. Not only a fine and never-ending musician, the philanthropic talents of the mercurial artist left me somewhat shocked- and questioned my own personality and commitments. Inspiring me to do more and branch out, the Luton-born artist caused something of an about-face (in me). I will introduce him to you in a minute; for now, will raise one particular point. When looking at the musicians coming through; the various options and shades that are presenting themselves- there is a heady and unstoppable wave of choice available. Every style and sensation of music is represented by a myriad of different acts. It is great that there is so much ambition and fervency in the music industry; financial and social limitations are not scaring artists away- finding the finest and most distinct acts is quite a challenge. It is a subject I have beat around a lot; for today, I am concerned with personality and responsibility. I am all for musician coming through and pressing as hard as they can; making their music as impactful as they can- there is little diligence and respect beyond the boundaries of music itself. As the next week sees me embark upon a my most daunting- and exciting- project, it makes me wonder about musicians on the current scene. My business brain is setting up companies; designing a London-based music bar/cafe; an all-encompassing music website; huge initiatives- all designed to benefit musicians and struggling artists; funneling profits into the pockets of the most hungry and worthy. Not that I am bigging myself up; it just seems that few are taking the necessary time to expand horizons and consider the larger community. RKZ impressed me with his ethics and morals; his innate and unstoppable drive towards helping people- his ambassadorial work for mental health causes impressed me hugely. Before I divulge more into RKZ's particularly striking brand of humanitarianism, I have been compelled to judge and assess the musicians of the modern scene. Those that win the biggest plaudits and retain the largest number of supporters, are those that push beyond defined and rigid boundaries- ensure that they take the time to consider the world at large. I am not saying every new act needs to donate time to charitable causes and collaborative endeavours- there should be more of it. Few acts take the trouble to use their position and status to effect real change; get under the skin of society's problems and attempt to make a difference. Music is a device and art form that can mediate disputes; temporise and calm anxieties; lift the mind and nourish the body- its power and huge influence cannot be denied. When considering this, you wonder why more musicians do not unify music- and their sounds- with the community; those in the most need of revival and help. RKZ is one of the busiest and more considerate musicians in the world. Knowing how hard modern life is; what the street offers youngsters; the stresses and depression that can be seen behind closed doors- he is not standing by and letting it continue unabated. Acting as a spokesperson and representative for C.A.L.M., the young maverick is among the most considerate musicians about. Before I continue on my point; and give more insight into RKZ, let me introduce him to you:

"RKZ (pronounced ‘Ricks’) is a singer-songwriter, rapper and Spoken Word artist from Luton, England. He began his career in 2009 as a rapper before gradually developing his skills as a singer, Spoken Word poet and writer. His musical style is considered a fusion of alternative R&B, Neo-Soul and Hip Hop. Aged 24, RKZ has already released several singles, four mixtapes and three EPs to date with a fifth mixtape, Science X Soul, scheduled to release in 2014. He has been playlisted on radio stations including BBC (Radio 1, 1Xtra, 3 Counties, Radio 4, 6 Music and Asian Network), KISS and Bang Radio, and has performed nationwide - from acoustic venues such as The Water Rats and Hoxton Bar & Grill to festivals including T In The Park, Reading, Leeds and BBC London Mela. He is currently preparing the release of his fifth mixtape, Science X Soul, and debut LP, Wanderlust. In 2012, RKZ was announced as Ambassador for CALM. The charity aims to reduce the suicide rate with young men in the UK, particularly London. Suicide catalysed by depression and stress is the single biggest killer of young men aged 15 to 35 in the UK. RKZ is a prominent writer and regularly contributes to CALM's website and monthly CALMzine, where he touches on topics including depression, society and youth culture. He has self-published an online series called #MotivationalProse, which is dedicated to instilling a positive mentality and outlook in the youth of today. He also contributed to Hip-Hop blog, Sampleface, as a music reviewer before becoming the Head of UK Content in 2014. RKZ - who is slowly becoming a jack of all trades - has directed all of his music videos since 2011. He has gone on to direct music videos for artists including Cashtastic, Skott Summerz, Preeya Kalidas and more. He also produced video content for emerging arts talent platform, Be Discovered, which featured artists including Shakka, Little Simz, Tawiah, Chasing Grace, Jasmine Solano, MeLo-X, Little Nikki and more."

His forthcoming Science X Soul is going to be one of this year's most urgent and impressive releases all year. On August 21st, the public will be given a chance to witness one of the country's most promising and essential acts. It is not just charitable considerations that mark RKZ out as a distinct and noble talent- the music on offer is among the most fascinating and compelling about. I will touch more on this below; his latest cut- the second song to be taken from Science X Soul- is a gorgeous and fantastic representation of what his forthcoming mixtape offers. If you look back at RKZ's career, you can see how busy he has been. Not contented to produce a string of solo releases, he has collaborated with a range of different artists- including Think Of Me co-conspirator Shawn Sanderson. The London-based rapper's personal prosody and style has marked him aside from his contemporaries- the way he fused Spoken Word, Rap and Hip-Hop together has salivated the lips of many critics. Music fans and appreciators are flocking to hear all that RKZ can offer- this year will see the release of an album (in addition to his mixtape). It is clear that momentum, drive and potential is on our hero's side- more ambitious and busy than ever, it will not be that long until RKZ is a name synonymous to most. I will delve into his music soon, but will end with one point: fusions of genres. Mixed results occur when solo acts- bands as well- experiment with sounds and infuse various genres into one- the most successful examples have produced some stunning results. There seems to be a split occurring in music: acts that do not bother to melt sounds together; those that do and fail miserably. Not naming specific people; there are too many artists that lazily fuse sounds together; do not take the trouble to be original or define their ambitions. A lot more do not even bother at all- they are content to merely present one particular sound. If you can nail and hone a particular genre, then there is less need to experiment and tamper; those that are fresh to music should always consider expanding their designs (and instilling something unexpected). RKZ is an artist that does not simply present R 'n' B the same way as fellow acts; incorporate Rap with little consideration towards distinction. His music not only draws in genres as diverse as Spoken Word and Soul; the way he projects these disparate themes has showcased just what a talent he is. Science X Soul will prove just what I mean: demonstrate that seamless and natural voice; an artist who is not willing to be the same as anyone else. If you are new to RKZ; unfamiliar with his music and work, then Think Of Me is a good starting place. When I witnessed Still Oceans- the first release from the mixtape- I was staggered by the layers and sounds that emanated forth; the stunning mix of still and urgent- it is a song that rattles around your head and begs for fond investigation. Think Of Me expand this further and takes the listener in another direction- an honest and tender love song, it expounds how spirituality and togetherness is as vital as sexuality and physical contact (with regards a complete bond). It will be fascinating to see what other treasures Science X Soul contains; whether excursions into Hip-Hop are more prominent than soulful ballads- with RKZ that sense of unpredictability is what makes him so impressive. What is for sure is the quality will be right up there; build on his past work and showcase a new flair and passion.

To get a proper and full understanding of RKZ's present movements, it is worth dipping back and investigating what has come before. Looking at his music- in ascending order- is Superstars. Released over a year ago, it is one of RKZ's early cuts. The artist has released tracks before (Superstars); here is a brave and fully-rounded documentation of a hungry performer. Featuring Shawn Sanderson, it is a perfect and scintillating slice. Perpetuity of intrigue defines the track- it bubbles and seduces from the very first notes. The distinct and beautiful vocals blend wonderfully together; it is a psychotropic and heady brew that gets into your heart and soul. Broken and closed minds are assessed; our hero looks at ruined egos and disreputable sorts- his delivery is fast-paced and determined. Showing some early promise, the song houses great contrasts and contradictions. Sanderson's ethereal and angelic sexiness pairs beautifully with RKZ- the two unite harmoniously to create some incredible moments- Sanderson's repetition of "break it down" is particular stirring and effective. Sharp and direct vocals are married with atmospheric and potent beats- it is one of RKZ's finest early numbers. All Through The Night saw the continuation of the collaborative spirit. With the vocals of Sian Thomas on board, the soft and gentle introduction puts the listening in relaxing territory. Less inflamed and spiky than previous offerings, the subtle and lush strings mix with atmospheric and uplifting electronics. The piano notes are elliptical and teasing; sensual and still, they get inside of your mind. Stuttered, choppy and discordant snatches are layered in; the volume is increased and repressed- a disconcerting and head-spinning production gives the track a mesmerising feel. Our hero is loving through the night; his sexy and loverman skin houses a beating heart. Investigating a particular girl- someone whose man is not treating her with huge respect- is in his mind. Feeling he would be a better option, RKZ investigates a broken love- when the boy is letting the ball drop. Fast and frantic rapping gives the song a relentless attack (that defines the words)- the conviction and urgency sparks through with sheer conviction. Mingling sensuous delivery with heartfelt words, you root for our hero- hope that he achieves satisfaction. Earnest, thoughtful and lush, the track is a great development- a different side to the musician. Namaste acted as a prelude to the SOULar E.P. A haunted and anxious track; there are echoes and ghostly reverbs (from the start). Crackling and spitting beats fuse Trip-Hop of the '90s with Hip-Hop of the early-'00s. Hard and edgy delivery considerations ensure the song has a restless and punchy pace; the delineation and projection speed mutates and changes throughout. Intelligent and memorable lyrics are scored by our hero- he is seeing stars with his eyes open; a visionary of sorts. Pallid and ice-cool atmospherics link into the track's endless flow- the scattershot delivery and incredible lyrics ensure the song continues its charm offensive. The SOULar E.P. saw another step forward for RKZ. One of his finest works, it mixes so many styles and scenes together. Songs look at soulful and full-bodied deliveries; scintillating beats and electronic snatches provide urgency and danger. Elements and influences of Prince come to play; silky and developed songs fuse Soul lust with Hip-Hop freestyle- the E.P. contains a wealth of richness. Open beats and stylish production showcases an adventurous and ambitious cut- the changes in directions subvert expectations and offer a galore of surprises. Collaborative vocals and multiple vocal tones give the collection richness and variation; the lyrics and compositions are terrific throughout- the E.P. is expertly and terrifically crafted. After this insatiable and near-genius offering, RKZ released some prime and tantalising slices. Favourite Song sees our hero with the world on his shoulders- less soulful than previous offerings, the Rap assault is back. Sounding like a Spoken Word publication, the poetic delivery reminds me of Kate Tempest- a British rapper with an incredible talent. The emotional relentlessness gets inside of your brain; captivated by the juddering and spectral elements, it is a terrific and proper tune. Cool, catchy and carnivorous linger in the notes- it is a song that offer so much. A Song To Drink Tea To has clattering and lo-fi beginnings. Retro and late-night longing, the song augments and expands. The intrigue builds with a silky and serene vocal. The lyrics are captivating and deep; intelligent and quotable, the philosophical projections are stunning. Developing his pen, the track shows another bound forward- more inquisitive and striking than early days, RKZ shows a confidence and sense of direction that bellies his youth. Deep-hearted thoughts and pugnaciousness sit with frantic and tight. The jam ties threads and colours together; a dizzying trip that screws the mind and distorts the thoughts. With little regard for peacetime and ceasefire, the aural attack keeps a hold of your bones. The production has earthy elements; scorched earth vibrancy and soulful regard- not too cluttered or busy it is a stunning cut. Still Oceans is the most recent example of RKZ's lust and insatiable talent. Catchy and feet-tapping beginnings prime the mind; swelling and soothing sonics come to the fore- replaced by a heavy and pervading beat. The vocal fragments and divides; snatches are spiked in to inject urgency- the central performance is tight and focused. Having offended someone; our man is retracting and offering an affidavit- the anxieties his colleague feels have been caused by his own foibles. If the friend wasn't so closed-off and weak then RKZ would be stronger and more dependable. Suffering the effects of a warped friendship, you can feel the burden come through. Garage and Trip-Hop of the '90s is played with; the still waters that "run deep" are delivered with inflammatory directness and relevance. A busy and hectic storyline is scored with a fantastic and deep composition- a fascinating glimpse into out hero's psyche. Over the last year, our leader has shown some developments and evolution. His songwriting has become more compelling and measured; variegated and urgent, he seems to improve with each fresh song. Having cemented his authority early on, there is not a huge quantum leap- you can hear the small and impressive up-shifts. Increasing his lyrical genius; offering 'dope' and insanely memorable songs, RKZ is an avalanche of a talent (that snowballs with each movement)- the clear and fertile highs are present within Science X Soul. Think Of Me has the same quality and sparks of Still Oceans. Drawing in long-term collaborator Sanderson into the fray, her stunning and knee-buckling tones give the track a romantic and stunning gleam. The song looks at the completeness of love- how spiritual and emotional ties are as important as pure passion. The subject is a new one for RKZ- he explores love in past releases; never with this particular angle. The lyrics delve deep and touch the listener; provide insight and inspiration- guidance to love fools who are in it for the thrill of the physical. Philosophical and harmonious lyrics are matched by incredibly memorable vocal turns. It is terrific how much RKZ has packed in over the last year- improving with age (like a fine wine) he is an intoxicating and heady proposition. It means the future will be his for the taking- his creative mobility and range means he explores every subject with authority. Having so many arrows in his quiver, the next year will be an exciting one- you feel that he will strengthen once more; bring in plenty of personal memories- collaborate with some new and old friends.

When looking at acts that have influenced RKZ- our hero has some favourites. One of the most unexpected- but striking- inspirations is Jhené Aiko. The gorgeous American is a relatively new name on the scene. Her album Sail Out- with its sexy and eye-watering cover- impressed critical minds. The feathery tones and sky-high pitch resonated with U.S. audiences; the vocals float above the beats and come across as soaring and tranquil. Seen as a female equivalent to Frank Ocean, the mesmeric American has a busy future ahead. Her 2013 album showcases her salacious and seductive aspects; a relaxed album that has its heart on holiday- you are transported beside our heroine as she casts her dazed eyes around oceanic views. Seductive and slinky numbers mix with arresting come-ons and heartbreak. When she asks "Can I hit it again?" you wonder if she want to put her lips on a bong or have someone put their...well, you get the idea! The spirit of Yoko Ono and John Lennon's duvet-set love-ins are updated; the '60s Free Love movement is given a modern twist- the U.S. heroine is hip, streetwise and sassy in her declarations. Calling in an impressive rostra of guests, the album is filled with ideas and diversities. RKZ possess similar traits and qualities. He employs other singers to augment his songs- rather than come across as a novelty. Aiko's pinner of an album had its heart in the seaside; that tranquility and listlessness made the songs so effective. RKZ is able to bond those distinct moments of sexy and seductive; meaningful and introverted- he is even stronger and more assured than Aiko. I am going to mention two Bs- when thinking of RKZ- both very different. Jon B is the first example for you all. The legendary U.S. R 'n' B maestro produced a string of scintillating albums like Cool Relax. That 1997 disc saw the seductive fusion of Soul, R 'n' B and swinging Hip-Hop. Enjoyable on the surface, the album dug deeper- the incredible production, songwriting and vocals make the L.P. such a gem. Alluring and romantic, it was a triumph. Throughout his career, Jon B has been impressing listeners and developing his craft. Able to unite strands and decades of Soul and Hip-Hop, he has had an effect on RKZ. Although our hero is more stunning and prosperous; he at least instills some of Jon B's multi-talented convictions- ensuring all of his songs do not succumb to weakness and ineffectiveness. The Second 'B' I am employing is a British one: Plan B. When RKZ takes his thoughts to the street, you can hear embers of Plan B's album Ill Manors. That album mixes wise-cracking with dark humour; intelligent wordplay and vivid, violent showdowns- dirty beats are mixed with cellos on some numbers. Looking at urban warfare and hostility, a myriad of instruments and emotions are laced in- classical elements are fused with grimy and filthy slams. The writing and delivery owe something to Eminem; Plan B's unique take and personality imbues his songs with meaning and urgency- there is purposefulness and hard hits throughout. Although RKZ doesn't tread the same lines of disaffectedness- parents screwing kids up; kids being gunned down- he has Plan B's charms, talents and quality. Able to deftly weave various genres and experiences into the palette, the young Londoner marks himself as a mainstream proposition- he is no less effective and memorable as Plan B. When 'Plan' unleashed his debut- Who Needs Actions When You Got Words- critics noted how bold and confident it was. A fresh and daring album, it saw Ben Drew represent the voice of modern Britain- the disaffected youth were being documented. Mixing in that patented blend of primal beats and restrained moments, it was a hugely impressive debut. One of RKZ's influences is Q-Tip. The American's proprietary blend of sounds does not show up in too many U.K.-based music. Consider his album Amplified- you can hear some of RKZ in it. That album drew in sounds of The Love Movement- which capitulated, leading to Q-Tip's solo career- the clipped beats and tribal movements made the album so memorable- the rapping is smooth and inventive; possessing few message songs. On Kamaal/The Abstract, Q-Tip enforced his promise and sound- the album was a huge success. More introspective (than previous works), it genre-hopped; taking in Nu-Jazz, '70s Soul, Rock and Funk. The musicologist and icon went back to his love-sexy cores- the album was the one the public wanted. Quick and low monotone rapping nestled alongside influences of Prince, Stevie Wonder and D'Angelo. Fluid storytelling is projected with frantic pace; sometimes it is more relaxed- the organic production lends huge weight to proceedings. RKZ draws in sides of Q-Tip and his talent- those same qualities that define his reputation have had an effect on RKZ. Kendrick Lamar and J. Dilla are influences of our hero. Kendrick Lamar albums such as Section.80 were rife with anger, conviction and force- it looks at two central figures who cheat on their boyfriends. A concept album, it looks at infidelity and drug epidemics; the Reagan-era of the '80s- slice of American life that have caused heartache and upheaval. Good Kid, M.A.A.D. City- the 2012 release- tied Rap thrills with weighty subjects. The U.S. star appealed to mainstream and underground Hip-Hop fans; it fused subtle shades and ambitious areas- it is as far-reaching and ambitious as Kanye West's My Beautiful Dark Twisted Fantasy. The songs are complexly arranged and detailed; amazing control of cadence is bested by Lamar's incredible lyrics. Shamelessly bold and mature, the young American benefited from his rally against the playas- the biographical insights being the songs to life. Open hearts and minds come to play; the whip-smart rapper elevated his music to giddy heights- here, there are plenty of hallucinogenic hooks and attractive production inputs. RKZ has a same maturity and huge ambition- his lyrics are as intelligent and memorable. Our hero employs narrative devices and personal insights; conceptual characters and anger- he turns his attentions to the street and youth as well. Able to mix it up with the likes of Lamar; RKZ has a bold and staggering breadth of ammunition at his disposal- it is clear that he has been influenced by the American maverick. J. Dilla created the album Champion Sound- with Madlip. The late Hip-Hop producer hit his stride on the 2003 release. The album saw some blunt and forceful rapping come through- critics noted how some serious greens must have been smoked (during recording). The beats are disorienting and head-tripping; the b-boy posturing is polished by innovative and intuitive production qualities. The legacy J. Dilla left behind him- he died of a rare blood disorder in 2006- is staggering. One of the most innovative and reputable Hip-Hop producers of all-time; I can see why he has left his marks on RKZ. Our London boy instills some of the genius' style and panache in his music- sometimes his vocals incorporate some of J.Dilla's tones and delivery styles. It is a frame of reference I hope he continues to employ- it has certainly made his work stronger and more potent. The final two names I will mention- as reference points- are Ghostpoet and Frank Ocean. One of few British idols, the engaging and pioneering Post-Dubstep/Alternative artist engaged critics on his 2011 album, Peanut Butter Blues & Melancholy Jam. Sounding like it should be a Captain Beefheart posthumous release, the album was defined by its urgency and insistence. The audacious and engaging music could not be ignored. The sort of lo-fi Trip-Hop numbers- Massive Attack perfected- defined the album- the poetry on the album defined British modern-day life. Ghostpoet's Grime projections allowed the listener to engage with the lyrics; get inside the stories- the drowsy delivery doesn't always work; it marks him out none-the-less. An impressive and emphatic debut, it has inspired many modern artists. Although not a chart-busting act, Ghostpoet is one of the most distinct and engaging acts on the modern scene- I can hear shades of him in RKZ. Frank Ocean's stunning Nostalgia, Ultra coefficient mesmerised waiting ears. The pulsing, expansive and sophisticated music was unlike any that had come before- the self-effacing delivery and numbed vocal made the song so intoxicating. Quixotic and pioneering, Ocean literalises the futuristic visions and nostalgic remeberences- the romantic laments and mixtape sound looked at loss, respect and texture. RKZ introduces thematics of respect and loss; he has that same expansive and reaching ambition- a similarly smart and idiosyncratic style and writing flavour. Also influenced by Prince, RKZ has huge crossover potential and longevity. Ocean is in his 20s, yet wistfully longs for the past- giving shout-out to the likes of Marvin Gaye and Soul masters. Dreamlike spirals mix with novocaine-infused trips; rampant and swirling Neo-Disco codas wrestle for attention. As kaleidoscopic and deep as Nostalgia, Ultra was, it was eclipsed and trumped by Channel Orange. A modern masterpiece, the album has high-reaching storytelling and narratives; looking at relevant subjects for modern-day youth it shows huge wisdom and repose. A slow-burning epic, the album has beautiful impish crawls, Jazz motifs and a huge maturity. The American reached a career high- on only his sophomore effort. The casual expressiveness of Ocean's voice is easy to fall in love with; the seismic shifts take your breath away- songs such as Thinkin Bout You rank among the finest tracks of the last ten years. RKZ may not have the exposure and pulpit of Ocean, yet does not suffer by comparison. As lush, rich, high-reaching and startling as Ocean, RKZ is the British equivalent- it will not be long until his own version of Channel Orange is unleashed. Perhaps the most pertinent and stunning reference point, I hope that RKZ continues to listen to Frank Ocean- he is an act that inspires legions of new musicians. Those colourful threads and heady compositions appear in RKZ's work; the same unique blends and drunkening diamonds blow you away- his absolute statements are not subject to gradation. The current movements from RKZ have the potential to compel lovers of Frank Ocean- our young master will reach his heights before too long.

In press releases our featured track has been described in these terms:

"Think Of Me is about intimacy, sensuality and connection. The record speaks of the spiritual journey two young lovers experience and how physicality is only a small aspect of complete togetherness."

The sense of spiritual progression and sensuality is best defined by the track's opening seconds. A woozy and warped collection of electronics bubble and spin. Eliciting a dizzying and trippy blend of low notes, it is a strangely romantic sound. Far surpassing any expectations, the intro. mixes Hip-Hop sounds (of the '90s), Soul flavours and an edge of Trip-Hop. The notes trip and stutter; they race and calm- the entire parable is a hazy and delirious insight into what is to come. Our hero is first to the mark; his mind is filled with questions and desires. With his voice upbeat but firm, he poses questions (to his sweetheart): "Tell me what you think of/when you think of me?" Wondering where her mind goes; the words have an original and intelligent feel- they delve deep and push beyond the sexual. Lines such as the aforementioned could have you thinking of some rather vivid and sexual scenes; as we know, the song rebels against one-dimension thinking- it is a song that draws in emotions and spirituality. Of course, early exchanges do have a certain heat; you cannot picture a line such as that- without conjuring conclusions and certain impressions. Our hero is enticed by his lover's touch; every time she smiles and moves her fingers, it provokes shivers and hypnotising- the sweat decibels rise considerably towards the 30 second mark. Backed by consistent beats; they are urgent and direct, the conviction and passion is hard to ignore- you not only immerse your mind into the song; support our hero and open your ears to his plight. Stepping to the mic. is Sanderson; following on from RKZ's smooth delivery, her delicious and ethereal tones instantly get under your skin. The sweet and alluring delivery is filled with romance, deceleration and meaning- each word is projected with such a soulfulness, it makes you sigh and smile. Our heroine sees light- every time her man touches her skin- mixing spiritual and the metaphysical together; the story develops and unfolds. The love that she is given is deep inside; it resonates and fulfills her. Throughout the track, there is a great blend of physical and emotional- words can be taken either way. That vibrant and sparkling sexual attraction shows its soul; the desire and need burst through- the restraint and honesty that radiates is just as burning. The heroine is in the midst of a gripping and intoxicating love; a sympatico and unbreakable bond- the gracefulness and beauty that is instilled into each line is phenomenal. Wanting to spend the night with her man- "Is that alright with you?"- togetherness and détente is being surveyed. With the electronics and beats twisting and distorting, a rush of energy and electricity is unfurled- that endless compositional flexibility ensures the track never rests or limits itself. Our heroine seems happy and deeply contended. Directing towards our hero, she is appreciative and thankful; taken somewhere "I never never thought I'd go." Past the one minute mark, you get a lot more insight into the story; greater meaning with regards the song's intentions- the words give up their true meaning and relevance. Silky and smooth of voice, Sanderson dominates your thoughts and attentions- she never overpowers or ululates; simply allowing her ignited and vibrant passion to shine through. Before you become too entranced in the song, our hero is back- teed up by a rushing beat, queries and questions return to the fold. Those deep and pressing lines come back; wanting to know how true and deep his sweetheart's love is, he wants to get inside her mind and thoughts. The infectious and flowing chorus sticks in your mind; compelled by the memorable and soulful vocal, you find yourself singing along with RKZ- knowing the words (from the first delivery) you are helpless to resist. Wondering whether his lover feels the rush, the song acts like a prayer or sermon- seeking answers from higher powers, the spiritual and quasi-religious nature of events keep coming around. With those defined and repeated questions (having made their mark), our heroine offers answers and insight. With a touch as soft as the moonlight that touches the ocean, she knows how devoted and committed (he is). A pure and unbreakable relationship, you feel as though our heroine would be broken- if her man walked away. Digging deeper than any sexual connection and componency, the way the love lifts her is the main take-away- it is much more important being emotionally nourished; having someone you have an indelible understanding with. RKZ unveils a gorgeously smooth and sweet vocal line; sparring with Sanderson, it drips with lust and meaning- matching the Soul greats, the delivery has honey, chocolate and spice in the mix. Having satisfied each other's emotional needs, there is a feeling that sexual and physical desires are coming back into play- that inner longing seeps through. After the chorus comes swinging back in, the intro.'s staggering sound returns- swollen and twilight electronics tease and conspire; echoed sonics define the song's key messages and emotions. Displaying as much overt passion as deep spiritualness, the track ends triumphantly. Having been enraptured and seduced by everything that has come before, it is hard to take it all in- Think Of Me's divine charms and spells overwhelm the mind. With RKZ already having established himself as a huge star-in-the-making, he unveils another staggering cut.

Before I offer congratulations to the two vocalists, it is worth summing up the song itself. Most tracks- that tie together R 'n' B, Soul and Hip-Hop- tend to have their thoughts trained towards the bedroom. When songs look at love and passion, the subjects tend to offer little but sweat and sex- there is scant consideration aimed at deeper and more meaningful avenues. When artists go to the other end of the spectrum- more philosophical areas are explored- the words and vocals do not hit home too hard; the songs come across as weak and unmemorable. Think Of Me is a song that dares to be different; goes that extra mile and represents love in its purest and more scintillating form. Documenting the deep and unending connection of two lovers, you are caught up by the mixture of purity and tremulous desire. The lyrics have a simple heart that means adds directness and urgency; original and intelligent enough to make your mind conspire and speculate. It is a rare example of what can be achieved when you go beyond commercial expectations and cliché realms- few acts take the time to address love in its most honest and mesmerising form. Handbook and Gifted The Great's assured and incredible production helps to bring the song fully to life. Not too cluttered or lo-fi, emphasis is placed on concision and atmosphere. Perfectly fusing spiraling and delirious electronics with static and driving beats, the producers take time to consider the vitality of atmosphere. Joining together elements of Hip-Hop, Trip-Hop, Soul, Pop and Rap, the composition is a full and intriguing thing. Hard and punchy notes trade with lush and delirious swathes; backwards electronics and stutters exchange to tangle the emotions. A striking and multicoloured blend, the composition is one of the most fascinating and stunning I have heard all year. Sanderson and RKZ work wonderfully together. Our heroine's voice is sensual and utterly seductive- individual and unexpected, its glorious and stunning sound gets straight into your heart. When speaking words of dedication and longing, you believe every word- you imagine a woman who is gripped by a wonderful and fulfilling love. Able to elicit a whisper and heady rush, Sanderson's range- both emotional and physical- adds a huge amount of conviction and weight to the track. RKZ injects his inimitable and distinct voice to proceedings. Presenting the chorus with gusto, authority and emotion, he is able to get inside your head as effectively as Sanderson. I hope the two work together a lot in the future. RKZ is sensational when alone, yet something new and unexpected is uncovered when joining with Sanderson- their voices seem perfectly matched for one another. Science X Soul has already uncovered a treat- in Still Oceans- and Think Of Me is another incredible and addictive track. Showcasing a range of emotions and stories, RKZ is restless and incapable of slowing. His songwriting range and talent put me in mind of Frank Ocean; he has a similarly evocative and gripping voice- I would not be shocked to see RKZ ascend to the same levels of appreciation in years to come. If you are looking for a song to lift the mood; take you somewhere unexpected; grip you without relenting, make sure you investigate Think Of Me- a sensational and phenomenal song.

Having featured RKZ twice in the last couple of weeks- on my blog- it is always terrific to hear his music. When I interviewed him, I asked whether music could help the mentally ill- whether its power can help to balm anxieties and offer genuine guidance. Confident that music possess medical and curative properties, RKZ seems like a man on a mission- someone determined to help as many people as possible; using music as a guiding light. Our hero is keen to promote the benefits of social media- how powerful and potent it can be when you want to share music and get your name out there. It is clear that charity commitments mean a hell of a lot to RKZ- he is going to continue to work with C.A.L.M. and do as much work (for them) as he can. Having had a busy and frantic last few years, you would forgive him if he wanted to slow down- take some time to relax and sit back. Keen to make as much music as possible; reach as many as he can, Think Of Me is synonymous with its passion, directness and quality- a typical slice of RKZ gold. With Shawn Sanderson's gorgeous and sensual vocals- aiding our hero's quest- there is another glimpse into the mindset of Science X Soul. Past works- including four mixtapes- have shown just what a force RKZ is; how fertile and mobile his creative mind is- the future is going to be very bright. Once the mixtape- and his album- are released, it will surely bring in a lot more fans; convert the uninitiated and unfamiliar- ensure there are performance requests emanating from all corners of the globe. On that note, it seems the Luton-born star could have a huge international career. It appears a residency in the U.S. is not out of the question- his music and personality would be eaten up and adored by the American public. There are plenty of musicians and acts there that would be keen to collaborate; enjoy the rewards of joining their music (with his)- definitely something to consider. I am going to try my best to see RKZ in the flesh; up close and personal in the live environment- see just how his music resonates with others. He is the sort of man who could aid and assist my own multi-disciplined music endeavours- as I aim to launch my business. With grand ideas of a music charity, website, bar and website in mind, I am keen to assist and help as many as possible- recruit musicians and artists to my cause. The problem with a lot of musicians is the lack of caring and outward consideration. They are not bad people; it seems that their own personal endeavours are more important than anything else- charity and benevolence tends to take a back seat. Musicians that do more and aim further are going to be the ones that will last- there will always be a place for them. RKZ is keeping busy and ensuring that his next year is going to be action-packed and focused. Given his workrate, I would not be surprised to see more releases and singles beckon forth- he is keen to collaborate with as many different people as possible. Before I conclude, I just want to mention the artist himself- just what he is providing. Think Of Me is as authoritative and memorable as Still Oceans: if the rest of Science X Soul is as striking, we may bear witness to 2014's most essential record. Having investigate previous RKZ mixtapes, I can pay testament to just how good and nuanced they are- the songs reveal new meanings as time progresses. With an album on the horizon, it seems that there is no stopping the young pioneer. Having been inspired to run a half-marathon (for Mind)- because of RKZ- he is an artist that compels you to do more; be better and open up your eyes. The music itself is that which can compel and rouse up-and-coming artists. From my own perspective, I have been provided much to think about; witnessed a new and scintillating voice come through. What the next few months hold is hard to say- in the run up to 2015, the 24-year-old is going to be covering a lot of ground; playing to a lot of people. For those of you who bemoan the inconsistency of the music industry- me included- make sure you take solace and heart from the great artists that do come through. Not only can they put you in a better frame of mind; they can give you a new lease on life- focus your thoughts towards more positive places. RKZ is someone who will not tire from self-improvement and the betterment of others- his music highlights his soulfulness and determination. With embers of Think Of Me still spiking my brain, I am reminded of some of our hero's words. On his track A Song To Drink Tea To, the following lines were delivered: "I'm hoping that this ocean of a view/Has me sitting next to you." Given the effects Think Of Me has (on the listener) these words can be applied readily here. Take the chance to seek out RKZ and his current movements- as well as his past. One of my goals for 2014- in addition to getting some cash together- is to go and see some of my favourite music review subjects. After falling in love with RKZ's special brand of song, I shall make the trip to come see him...

I'M sure I can find the money.

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Track Review: Fola- Comfortable

TRACK REVIEW:

Fola

Comfortable

9.3/10.0

Comfortable is available from:

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RELEASED: 20th May, 2014

WRITTEN BY: Fola [Pensouls]

PRODUCED BY: Villi Vbeats Mambu & Femi V [@ProducerVbeats & @femi_vessel]

CO-PRODUCED BY: Fola

VOCAL ARRANGED BY:

Fola & Ideh

BACKGROUND VOCALS BY:

Areatha Anderson [@areathaanderson], Fola & Ideh [@sylviaidehuk ]

MIXED BY: LNT Music Group [@LNTMusicGrp ]

GENRES: R 'n' B, Soul, Pop, Hip-Hop

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With so many R 'n' B and Soul acts- in the modern scene- declining (as their careers progress), Fola has a consistency and sense of evolution that stands him apart. From his early days, the London-based artist has grown and built his stature. Comfortable is a fine and addictive slice from an incredible talent- his cocktail of smooth and sexual soulfulness; catchy and rhythmic R 'n' B motifs make him a scintillating proposition ____________________________________________

ONE of the best things about music is the sheer diversity and surprise...

it can provide. Having just reviewed a Hardcore/Punk band from Stoke, I now take my thoughts to an R 'n' B/Soul act from London. Two more distinct acts you could not find- there is nothing to connect them at all. I am going to mention a few points today; one revolves around Soul and R 'n' B. The genres are quite busy and well-represented- all sorts of different sounds can be heard. In terms of mainstream and popular appeal, there are few acts that resonate in the mind. With the ranks of the charts being dominated by effete and short-term appeal, the Soul and R 'n' B acts- that are in the charts- are not exactly the most heady and impressive. With the likes of Beyoncé perhaps having passed (their best days by), the job is left to fall onto the new generation- find acts that can come through and impress. Being a fan of Usher and Michael Jackson, I yearn to find acts that can unify and bond Soul, Pop and R 'n' B- draw in those glorious sounds and possibilities. When I scan around the music landscape, there are not many convincing artists that pull this off- there are one or two; they are in the minority. A lot of the mainstream- and new music- is dominated by Pop (pure and unadventurous), Indie and Rock- styles of music that fuse multiple sounds and emotions are not as widespread as they should be. Sam Smith and La Roux are two examples- I mention a lot- that have been able to melt Soul, R 'n' B and Pop together- in a riotous and colourful blend. It is a shame- it is not done more- as the results (when done right) can be tremendous and hugely evocative. If you look back at history; cast your mind to the '80s and '90s- just look at what the likes of Whitney Houston and Boyz II Men have produced- that incredible and emotive music; the sheer passion and genius. I have a few more small points to raise; for now, I will introduce my featured act:

"Inspired by the greats of the music world like: Michael Jackson, Whitney Houston, Boyz II Men, Brandy, Usher and Beyoncé, young Londoner singer/songwriter Fola is also set to make his mark in the world of music. Developing & perfecting his craft from the early ages of 11, Fola entered various talent competitions and showcases performing to different audiences around London. 2007 saw Fola branch out more by entering popular TV show The X-factor where he got through to bootcamp. The year also saw Fola tour with Grammy Award nominated singer Joshua Groban on his Awake UK tour. Fola continued to perform locally generating a following for himself as an artist. Writing and recording new original material was the next agenda for the talented singer. Fola began working with talented producers, songwriters and vocal arrangers like: Maleek Berry, DDark, J Warner, DavidB, SOS, Alex E and Richard Isongs, to create great music that would represent him well and showcase his deep, smooth, sultry vocals that set him apart from other singers on the scene today. Fola’s music has been described as mainstream r&b/pop music that is universal and highly relatable in content. Star was Fola’s first ever official single release in 2011 with UK MC/Producer DDark. The song was a pop/grime/electro club banger that did very well for both acts, opening more doors of opportunities as well as building their ever-growing fan base. Due to the great response from Star, from Dj’s across the country and fans, Fola decided to release his first solo project – GO. A mixtape consisting of some songs that he had been working on for the past 2 years prior to the release of Star. The mix-tape was a message driven body of work that dealt with love, independence and good times. In 2013 Fola decided to change his sound and go for a more acoustic driven project – After Green, released in the summer of 2013. The Mixtape was inspired by the Kinects – Fola’s fans. A lot of people took interest in Fola’s live acoustic act and wanted to hear more of that sound recorded. After Green saw the collaboration with Femi Vessel, guitarist and keyboardist from London. Fola also teamed up with Mr Damention for Swag Back, the first song from the mixtape. Swag was also produced by Femi Vessell. The mixtape also consisted of covers of Riahnna’s Diamonds and Chris Browns’ Don’t Judge Me. Beyonce’s I Miss You was also recorded following the success of his performance of the song on reload session, which generated huge interest on YouTube. Other producers that contributed to the project Akin The Producer (Diamonds & Don’t Judge Me) & Maleek Berry (Together, Open The Gates & Round & Round). Fola is now in a song writing duo called Pensouls with singer/songwriter David B. Both have been writing for other artists and Fola’s new up and coming EP – Promise Land set to be released in 2014. Fola has also formed a close collaboration with producer Villi ‘V Beats’ Mambu. The Open The Gates singer just recently signed to GMG Music Management, and is set to do great things in the future. Promise Land EP is a more mature, smooth sensual side and explores r&b/pop/soul styled music."

Male solo artists are producing some mixed results- over this last year. The solo market in general is among the most exciting and prosperous- the best of the breed are deeply impressive. Having so many sole acts on the scene, the overall consistency and quality is not as high as it should be. Perhaps feeling the weight of expectation; maybe not showcasing enough range and diversity, the current crop are a mixed bag. The very finest artists have been causing salivation and deep impressions- this is especially true of new acts. Fola is a musician that is definitely not capable of disappointing or being meagre- his ambition and flair is cementing him as a name to watch. With his E.P. Promise Land arriving soon, the mature and sensual concoctions he elicits are causing seduction and effusive praise. Not only does the London-based star explore his soulful and sexual side- up-tempo and crackling R 'n' B snaps are experimented with. A fully-rounded and ambitious act, he is going to be making serious waves in years to come. In spite of the fact he has appeared on reality TV- a subject that causes me to rant and scream- Fola has developed into a credible and unique artist- someone who is determined not be seen as just another Pop-cum-Soul act. His mobility and changing sounds have seen him develop and improve- since his earliest days, he has grown more confident, assured and striking. In terms of new music, there are a few acts that fuse similar sounds and experiences- as Fola- into their music- few do it with such a sense of occasion and conviction. One of the most bold and memorable solo artists coming through, the young Londoner will be sure to reap critical acclaim- from the release of his E.P. Before I move on, I want to explore the issue of London music. Over the last few weeks, artists from RKZ to Dana McKeon have come under my radar- both acts take their motifs and inspirations from the street. RKZ's Rap and Spoken-Word gems are literal and intelligent; draw in paragons of modern-day existence around love and ambition- he is one of the most exciting and talented musicians around. Dana McKeon's Beatbox-Pop looks at ambition and dreams- her incredible vocal abilities are stirred in a melting pot of incredible sounds. The capital is promoting a great deal of fervent and daring Urban-influenced acts- musicians that give a great and authoritative representation of modern Britain. Fola has his heart in similar avenues; his social consciousness and observations mingle with heartfelt love songs and codas of passion- marking himself out as one of London's best artists. Having recently been ensconced in a musical slump, London is starting to revive and inspire: other parts of the U.K. have been stealing focus throughout 2014. With a fresh and hungry wave of (phenomenal) artists pouring forth, eyes are being trained back at London- the ancestral home of some of history's greatest musical moments. The various scenes, sights and sensations are compelling (musicians here)- leading to some wonderfully-realised songs and albums. Fola is a man on a mission: an artist that wants to cover as much ground as possible; record music for as long as he can. His initial and early works have been met with adulation and respect; he is increasing his potential and quality with every new movement (he unveils)- this natural evolution is going to be exciting to see. Comfortable is a typically confident and memorable slice from the young star- a perfect representation as to what his E.P. will contain. New music is tempting in a lot of eager and excitable musicians- each keen to present their songs to the public. In so much as they require market share and backing, they also need some inspirational drive- acts that have proved themselves and can give guidance. With a drive and talent that demands close investigation, Fola is sure to be a valuable reference to up-and-coming musicians- many will be able to take notes from the young star's current endeavours.

For a greater appreciation of Fola's present, it is worth dipping back into his past. Having recorded so many different tracks- sometimes with other acts- there is a great and vast range to choose from. Having developed and changed since his early days, tracks like Living A Lie are some of his earliest attempts. That track has an atmospheric and haunting beginning. Sensual and romantic vocals back evocative and scenic lyrics. As the vocals are layered and built up, our hero is keeping his feelings inside- he has been hurt by his sweetheart but does not let the pain out. Prince's early-career ideas come out in the track; those smooth and hypnotic vocal sounds come forth- supported by rampant and primal beats. Trip-Hop and R 'n' B elements unit to whip up atmospheric and soulful blends- it is a stunning statement from the young artist. Antarctica is pummeling and urgent- rushing and clapping electronics beckon the song forth. The vocals stutter and tease; promulgate different emotions- lustful and pained come through to varying degrees. Smooth and gorgeous, the performance looks at the changes of life and love. Drawing some hints of Usher and Michael Jackson, the track is catchy and danceable. Crackling and sparkling with life, it is bolstered by an impressive and polished production. Fola went on to build his reputation with I'm Here. The song marries Eastern-sounding strings- Asian sounds come out- and a sensualised and silky vocal. The beats are more sparse- punchier and more packing in potency. Emotive lyrics and insights give the song many layers and shades. At the heart, our hero wants to support a girl- throw his arms out and provide comfort. Showcasing tenderness and thoughtfulness, our man is there for her- keen to get her through tough times. Taking Off features the talents of Jamkilla- a song that has more robotic and processed moments. The vocals are put through computers; fractured and echoing, there is an oddly detached and anodyne sound that comes through. This does not equate to poor quality at all- the song comes through urgently and insistently. Displaying shades of current R 'n' B and Soul, it is a fresh and vibrant cut (from terrific collaborative talents). When the mixtape After Green arrived, it saw our hero increase his ambitions and desires. Round and Round shows some karmic retribution and Golden Rule equality- the breathy and sighing beginnings are a tantalising and intriguing injection. The modern and cutting-edge production values give the song shine and clarity- it is emotive and full-bodied. Female vocal input creates a more rounded and diverse feel; the distinct tones parabond marvelously and elicit a lot of romance and sexuality. Beautiful and impressive, it is a fine number. Open The Gates is another highlight- a soft and building start reminds me of Whitney Houston and Destiny's Child. Mixing in some aspects of Prince and Boyz II Men, the song unites threads of '80s/'90s U.S. Soul with some current R 'n' B sounds. Whereas Round and Round looked to the future and the cessation of mankind- among other thoughts- here there is spark and a glowing heart. Retaining that distinct sound and personality, it is a track perfect for the warm summer evenings- when you want to sit back and unwind. Bringing us more to the present moment, Hitting The Road is another gem. A rushing and urgent intro. sees build and development occur. The vocal is insistent and lower-down; mixing greater tonal range and diversity, we see our hero's vocal range come to the fore. Direct and swelling, the chorus is a catchy and insatiable thing. Backed by juddering and vibrant electronics, it sees a bold and confident leap forwards- our man keen to develop and expand his sound and artistry. The Way You Are is a sensual and soft track- vibrating and machine-rendered vocals have some Usher-flavoured tones. Modern-day R 'n' B rawness fuses with classic and vintage Soul soothe. Comfortable continues the quality and sense of adventurousness. Mixing flavours and sounds into the mix, it is a cinematic and fully-rounded beast. More insistent and catchy, the vocal is more natural and unfettered. Beats here get your feet moving and tapping; the smooth and chocolately vocal turn spars sexy with urgent. His finest cut to date, the song is a bold and impressive statement from a mobile and hungry musician- someone who never fails to surprise and impress. Over the course of a couple of years, Fola has managed to draw in a range of influences and ideas- his newest incarnation is as unique and individual as anything. While there are embers of Usher, Whitney Houston and Boyz II Men, it is hard to compare the track with anything else- its freshness and striking memorability lodges the notes in your brain. Fola is keen to melt some familar sensations with his own inimitable voice- his songwriting is distinct and original as any I have heard. Whilst it sits well with the best mainstream examples of R 'n' B and Soul, its Pop sensibilities and undertones mean it cannot be defined and confined- the song will strike a chord with a myriad of different listeners. Incredibly insatiable and addictive, it provides a captivating glimpse into what the imminent E.P. will possess- a tableau of excellence from one of this country's most ambitious and hard-working musicians. It will be great to see where Fola goes from here- whether he stays with his current sound or develops it further. The honing and consecrations have led to his most stirring and impressive songs to date- I would be loathed to suggest improvements or changes. Having matured and learnt as a singer, Fola is now starting to come across as a bona fide star-in-the-making. More confident and alive than ever before, you can hear the passion and meaning come through- his performance on Comfortable is as tight and impactful as anything else. This all bodes well for the future months- it will see the young star transcend to the mainstream and cause excitable ripples. Over the last few years, we have seen a lot happen for Fola- his music and personal developments have enforced his music and direction. Drawing in some sound new avenues and ideas, that hypnotising concoction of smoother-edged R 'n' B magnanimously joins with fizzing and scintillating Pop crackle- the deep and soothing Soul swathes make the music so compelling and nuanced. I am sure there will be another E.P.- or album- due in 2015- a great opportunity to see just what the young master can come up with. The here and now is where we are- the elliptical, effusive and inspiring offerings are gaining momentum and huge praise. Guaranteed to soundtrack your summer, Comfortable is the concentration and distillation of all Fola's multitudinous strands- a vibrant tapestry from a very innovative and daring artist.

Although Fola is a distinct and fresh voice, he does dip into music's past- inspired by some of the greats of music. One of the most treasured icons- for Fola- and distinct names is Michael Jackson. When looking back at Fola's early work, I could detect signs of the King of Pop. The best Jackson album- to use as a reference point- is Off the Wall. One of Jackson's lesser-renowned works- it did scoop Grammy awards- some of its most emotive and sensual moment have resonated with Fola. The 1979 masterwork was the first true work of genius (from Jackson). Songs such as the title track and She's Out of My Life are classics that have aged incredibly well; Rock with You is an insatiable and upbeat jam- Working Day and Night is a classic cut that is under-appreciated among music listeners. Although Off the Wall did not make the same strides as Thriller, it was a hugely impressive disc. The album remains a slick and authoritative R 'n' B/Pop hybrid- a seamless and wonderful fusion that is the leader of the breed. With a Disco-flavoured slant, the album marked a huge leap of maturity- gone were the immature and naive cores to be replaced by something harder and more grown-up. The class and epic grooves that spill out of Jackson's album have compelled and inspired generations of new acts- Jackson's style and technique (as a singer) were cemented and augmented. Voting committees and the press were more ambivalent- than Jackson would have hoped. Thinking the album deserved much wider acclaim- he has a point- that spurned his burning ambition to impress and seduce- ensuring critics did not ignore him, the thrills on Thriller left no-one in doubt. Fola instills a lot of Off the Wall's majesty and styles. That similar maturity and edginess comes through in his music; his singing technique and projection mixes sleek and smooth with jagged and rugged- the boy and man personas tussle and wrestle with one another. Songs like Comfortable combine heartfelt sentiments with some knife-edge thrills and slices. Jackson marked himself out as a gifted and peerless vocalist- on the album- and used that elasticity to bring life to each song. Fresh and vibrant, tracks like She's Out of My Life and Get on The Floor remain solid works of genius. Strong melodies, rhythmic hooks and the dazzling production galvanised the album- Quincy Jones and Jackson's mix of Disco beats and funky guitars added life and layers to all of the tracks. Fola imbues his songs with similar consideration and depth- making sure snatches of different genres and instruments add intrigue to the surroundings; Jacko has had a clear effect. When looking at other legends of song, the likes of Stevie Wonder come to mind. When I consider a Wonder album to introduce- I can parallel with Fola- it would be Innervisions. Perhaps the closest-sounding album (to Fola's sound), it remains a real and personal collection of tracks. Wonder is the central genius that everything else revolves around- his inventiveness and range of movements is quite astonishing. Taking in the likes of Blues, Soul, Folk and black music means the disc is a compelling masterpiece. So much depth and knowledge went into it- you can tell just how cultured and astute each note and thought is. Not keen to micro-manage, Wonder mixes the lyrical and didactic into one- his lack of literal vision is heightened in the glaring clarity and sight of his music. Themes range from real-world problems to subjugation and entrapment- the young master looks at the poison of the city; the lies we tell children; the ill effects of drugs. Fola has a similar knowledge and love of music: having incorporated so many different genres into past work; on his current offering he solidifies and tightens this natural affinity and talent. Having a vision for emotional resonance and passionate depth, he makes sure all of his songs differ and do not overlap- the range of topics he explores is phenomenal. The narrative catchiness of Innverision's finest tracks marries hard-scrabble cautionary tales with stunningly startling commentaries. Fola has been inspired by the likes of Stevie Wonder: the way he deftly intertwines pressing issues with melodic resonance is highly effective and uplifting. Maybe many would not think that Whitney Houston has had an effect on Fola- she definitely has. One of the most captivating and applauded artists of our time, her finest work remains My Love Is Your Love. Whilst her Whitney album was perhaps a bit more personal and immediate, her 1998 startle hit harder with listeners and critics. The mature consistency on the album marked a career high-point- the mixture of survivor instinct-cum-heartfelt lover makes everything sound so elemental and imploring. The music transformed into something less rigid and more supple- Houston introduced vocal improvisations and fewer restrained boundaries (to her performances). The album showcased how effortless she commingled Disco, Dance, Pop and R 'n' B together- sometimes within the same song. The L.P. does have some old-fashioned sludge; for the most part the crossover appeal and potential cemented it as a modern classic. It is the emotion and conviction- Houston injects in every song- that makes her such a hugely influential singer. Able to hit heady heights and seduce when events are calmer, her emotional spectrum is only matched by her impassioned and gripping voice. Fola tends not to let his voice belt and operate as emphatically- he is more effective and distinct when letting his crooning and smooth side work. There are five more names and artists I will list; before that, D'Angelo sticks in mind. The Neo-Soul legends has inspired legions of modern-day singers- in no small part due to his dynamic and electrifying range. Brown Sugar was the album that introduced the world to D'Angelo. Mixing '70s Prince with Smokey Robinson, critics were impressed by the updated sounds and lack of over-familiarity. The revolutionary rebel sees R 'n' B revitalised and reinvigorated: dosed with a spoonful of kick and passion, Brown Sugar remains one of the most important album of the '90s. D'Angelo looked back at the legends of Soul and injects Hip-Hop potency into older sounds. Later in his career, D'Angelo forsook bootylicious for disquiet and evocation; he did not succumb to tune-and-hook- it was the blueprint for post-Soul music. Incorporating Vaudeville-Memphis, Ragtime-Blues fusion and Jazz notations, the Voodoo album (D'Angelo's 2000 work) was his masterpiece. Before I elicit a quartet of legends, I will mention a big influence- for Fola- Boyz II Men. The U.S. vocal harmony group started out bombastically with Cooleyhighharmony. The production saw throwback elements infused with contemporary stylisations- the "Hip-Hop Doo-Wop" group put a collegiate spin on the traditions of Doo-Wop. Imbuing everything with a modern edge, the boys (or Boyz) sparred swinging anthemics with tender and rousing emotional ballads- letting their incomparable and unmatched vocals do the talking. Libidnal melisma, swaggering arms-aloft stutter and sonic cherry bombs came out in the album- something that was expanded upon on future albums. Although the U.S. legends received mixed critical reception- following their early albums- you cannot deny the effect II had. Their finest hour, the album sees high-soaring jams ensuring crowd-pleasing moments. The slower numbers are the ones that resonated the hardest- when the group mixed their stunning tones together. Fola draws in a lot of Boyz II Men's best aspects: his soft and emotive vocals elicit the same sort of chills as Boyz'; he is able to soar and seduce- reflect and introvert. Possessing the same smooth and sweet tones; the updated versions of vintage sounds- Fola is a modern-day distillation of Boyz II Men. Whilst unable to summon up the same army of vocals, our London hero does include just as much emotional weight and soulfulness. When he brings the lights down- on the more soaring and romantic numbers- that is when you hear the familiarities. Continuing the run of U.S.-born influences, Prince is another name- that you can draw with Fola. When listening to Fola's past work; his vocal acrobatics and incredible collages of tones- I could hear some mid-career Prince. Two Prince albums come to my thoughts- when looking at Fola's work. Purple Rain is the first of his albums (I will mention). Lauded as a work of genius, the album must have featured on Fola's young mind. Although the L.P. delves into Rock and Heavy Metal territory, that experimental and unrestrained sense of ambition can be compared with Fola. Hard and funky beats- on Purple Rain- sat with majestic ballads and Neo-Psychedelic oeuvres. Fola- in his previous incarnations- has introduced Funk-laden moments with eerie and more potent sounds. When listening to Comfortable, I caught a D.N.A. mix of Take Me With U and Computer Blue- maybe some of When Doves Cry's luster is there too. Prince hits home hardest- with me at least- when he is in more sensual and romantic territory. When his voice slinks and whispers, you get some of his most potent offerings. The Gold Experience is a Prince album that I can compare with Fola. The stripped-down Funk and delicate balladry made thew album so emphatic; the dynamic range- seen throughout the album- impressed fans hugely. If you listen to wonders like The Most Beautiful Girl in the World, you get a stunning and spine-tingling love song. Prince introduces some of his highest and lowest notes; the breadth and depth of his passion and panache- it is a Philly Soul tribute that grips at your soul. The tightness and array of sounds made The Gold Experience such a joy- the scintillating stories and confidence displayed cannot be faulted. Fola has demonstrated his versatility and dynamism in his past work; on Comfortable he elicits the same purity, beauty, power and curiosity (as seen in The Gold Experience's finest moments). The final trio of influential guides are Brandy, Usher and Beyoncé. Brandy is an artist most of us have heard of- maybe few listen to regularly. The American hit her initial peak on Never Say Never. That album saw a mingling of Adult-Contemporary with streetwise edges. Subdued and smooth vocals made her lyrics- some of which were distinctly below-par- urgent and essential. The pizzazz and charm that radiated throughout the album was only bested by a unique mix of jaded emotions and gleeful outpouring. The quality of the songs and production elevate the album beyond easy criticism and derision- the sense of adventure and ambition mark it out as a solid and impressive work. Fola has more consistency and quality (than Brandy) yet does instill some of her hallmarks and elements. His fusions of streetwise and soft make his songs so deep and compelling; the soulful and uplifting deliveries make all of his words so compulsive and necessary. Usher is a favourite of mine; someone who has inspired the Comfortable star. My Way is perhaps the best of Usher's earliest works- the album that saw the ambitious pretender hit the big leagues. Tracks such as You Make Me Wanna... stood out in the imagination- that sexy and seductive lick is hard to overlook. Refined, tasteful and gentle; the album was a sensual and mild-tone work. Sweet-natured and not too one-minded, the album showcased a distinct and defined personal voice- one that was threatening to explode (on previous albums). Throughout the years, Usher has been developing his style and projection- there are fewer down-tempo numbers (on recent works) than his early career. The refreshing offerings on discs such as Here I Stand stand up to repeated listens- that album shows Usher more matured and destined for dancefloor pantheons. While a lot of R 'n' B purveyors- of the '90s and '00s- came across as atrabilious and uninspired; Usher developed and reinvented himself. The king of R 'n' B, Usher shows- on every album- just what a force he is; all backed by that indisputably glorious voice. Fola has changed and evolved just as much (as Usher)- keen to remain fresh and inspired. Having covered bachelor boy days and grown-up reflections, the Londoner has managed to defy expectations and protocol. The last name I shall mention is Beyoncé. Perhaps an unexpected influence, the U.S. giant confounded critics on her Beyoncé album. Having solidified her reputation, few were expecting something so scintillating and vital. Sexed-up falsettos and ramped-up emotions sat with effortless swoops and determined and defiant rebellion. Although Fola does not tread the same feminist lines, he does contain and present the same swooping and sexed-up swathes- able to unite diverse sounds and make them sound utterly compelling. Gospel power and Hip-Hop flow goes into his music; his technical range and emotional depth can be compared to Beyoncé- a singer that is regarded as one of the most talented on the modern scene. Loose song structures and sexuality marked Beyoncé as a triumph- made for the clubs and contemporary venues, every track seemed like an essential and pressing made-for-radio hit. Sonically experimental and clashes of emotions married bold exploration and self-examination- topped off with music that drew in as many men as women. Not megolomanical and braggadocio, Beyoncé's feminist presentations were not crafted to rebel against potential listeners- they were aimed at attracting as many as possible. Monogamy, romance, heartache and mixed-message come-ons united metaphorical with literal. Fola is uncompromising when it comes to emotions and barriers- his music dips as deep and ambitiously as Beyoncé's. If you are a fan of any of the artists above; not overly-keen on any of them, then do not fear- Fola is an act that is as distinct and individual as any. Only incorporating the touches and shades of his idols, the abiding sound is one created by a striking and special talent.

A futuristic and blissed-out vibe heralds Comfortable in. Psychedelic and spacey electronics wail and echo- it is a smooth and intriguing rapture that begins things with a heady and insatiable kick. Joined by finger-clicks, the parable starts to relent and calm- romantic strings are introduced in the background to offer serenity. Right up until the initial vocal offerings, the composition is kept busy and layered. Elements of Soul, R 'n' B and Pop are married alongside (slightly) heavier elements. When our hero does approach the mic., his voice is determined and urgent. Speaking to his sweetheart, he is in romanticised and supportive mood. Whatever happens with her; if there are any issues at all, our man is "gonna be right by your side." As the night draws in, the mood starts to get sexier and slinkier. The vocal is velvety and entrancing; switching from Prince-inspired sounds to a darker and more chocolate-toned line- the combination of vocals (Fola's) gives the song an additional weight and sense of occasion. You can picture the scenes and sights that are unfolding. As he directs to his woman, the lights are dimmed and the night draws in. Always being there for her, our hero will "give it all to you"- if she wants to party and dance then he will follow her. That sense of satisfaction and romantic intention is clear; the sensuality and electricity of the performance never relents. The production is polished and clear enough to allow the vocal to shine; it does not bury the compositional layers too deeply. The percussive beats crackle and spark; the swathes of Soul-tinged electronics keep the sweat and sultriness very much alive. If his sweetheart wants to move her body way down, then the night is primed for that- whatever the mood and situation dictates; our hero is by her side and ready to accompany her. There is no pressure and forcefulness; that relaxation and freedom enforces the sound. Against the scenes of late-night adventure and action, the supportive sounds layer and build. The vocals weave in and out of one another; tripping and spiraling, the energy and fascination grows by the second. Supported by atmospheric and kinetic compositional crackles; Comfortable grows ever headier. The title is the abiding point and message- our hero just wants his girl to be comfortable. Not just training his thoughts to the bedroom, Fola does not succumb to male intuition- the most predominant aspects of a lot of R 'n' B artists. As a female vocal is offered in- to bring the heroine to life- an additional aspect of beauty is presented. Her sweet and sensual tones blend perfectly with Fola. The duo work with one another and ensure an elliptical and scintillating unity- one that perfectly gets inside of your head. Having been washed up in the swathes and waves of sound; the enraptured and imploring vocals- the next verse arrives. Our hero restrains his desires to offer up some sage advice. Scenes and sets are drawn into the song. The girl is very much on (Fola's) mind and arresting his desires; his movie queen sweetheart is making his mind and thoughts spin- wanting to "kill the scene", the sexual tension grows once more. There is long-term ambition and intent in our hero's thoughts; wanting the girl for more than a night, he seems to be in the throes of love- perhaps her alluring and unforgettable charm is settled inside his heart. When the vocals- once more- slither and slink inside one another, you catch glimmers of other artists. Being inspired by the likes of Boyz II Men, Michael Jackson- having elements of Prince to his sound too- that adds enormous potency to the voice. Able to weave in that same captivating fascination (Prince pioneered), the sexiness and stunning range; the smooth and delirious harmonies of Boyz II Men- the crackle and snap of Michael Jackson. Mixtures of high and low notes mingle with a range of different emotions- lust and desire sit with mature and restrained offerings. Caught up in the multifarious and uplifting vocal combinations, the song never stops fascinating and overwhelming- its rushes and energy mandate the listener to become involved in the song; get their feet tapping and let the music take them away. Comfortable has a great vintage vibe to it: uniting the classic Soul and R 'n' B sounds of the '70s and '80s- the Pop magic of the '80s and early-'90s- it fuses modern-day and current sounds. The way Usher updates older and more established cuts- with a veneer of modern shine- makes him such an authoritative and legendary figure.  These are the same qualities that can be applied to Fola. His voice and music could easily fit in the halcyon days of Soul; just as relevant to the music of 2014, it is an intoxicating and detailed blend. Among the scenes and proclamations of sensuality, the hero allows his mature and protective side to come out. All of the other men- who have messed his girl around- have left her bruised and cynical- our man is the only one that will keep her safe and not let her down. You believe the words that come forth. In part this is down to the performance and conviction that emanates; largely it is because there is no good reason to lie. Having taken in everything that has come before; the directness of the words- the latest revelations and promises seem natural and wholly viable. Because of this, the song gains extra credibility and weight. Lesser artists would either bog their songs down in innuendo and sexual ruminations or else come across as saccharine and desperate. Fola seamlessly blends emotions so that a perfect balance is created: you are rooting for him (and his girl) to be together; hoping that his intentions are true. At no point does the song seem disingenuous or ineffective. In the chorus, the vocals rise and layer; high and sweet utterances bond with low-down and silken projections. Towards the final stages, you have more of the story (and facts) at your disposal; the luxuriant and devilish glee keeps gripping the soul- the track never lets its sense of magic and impressiveness dip. Even when the vocal ends- and the outro. comes into effect- you are hooked and immersed. Finishing with a cocktail of snapping beats and languorous, aching strings- the track comes to its conclusion. Having packed so much into his agenda, Comfortable is a scintillating and hugely memorable track that struggles to remove itself from your brain.

Being a new convert to the wonders of Fola, I have spent a few hours investigating his back catalogue and beginnings. Some of his early track hints at the promise shown on Comfortable. To my mind his latest cut is the ultimate testament to his true talents and potential. Never has he produced so an urgent, honest and impassioned track- the Londoner means serious business. Before I commend Fola's various distinctions and talents, it is worth reflecting on the track. The production values are incredible throughout. There are no detractions I could hint at; everything is mixed and blended perfectly. Sometimes there is a lack of clarity in the vocals- some of the lyrics get passed over because of over-urgency and pace. A similar fate has befallen solo singer George Ezra. His album has taken a slight knock because of similar issues. Some of his lines and songs are delivered with too much speed and urgency- meaning words can run into one another and lose their clarity. It is not a huge issue or problem to worry about- the busy and packed composition sometimes becomes a little over-zealous and pressing. In spite of some minuscule dents, the overall sound is one that grips and impresses hugely. The production does not come across as too polished and perfected- there is plenty of room for raw emotion and passion to come through. Having the sound and flavour of an old-school R 'n' B track, Fola seems at home and natural here. The brilliant inclusion of past masters- and their voices- bonds with current and contemporary vibes- the ensuing concoction is a mesmeric and scintillating one. The backing vocals add a huge amount of passion, delicacy, sweetness and sensuality. Seductive and breathy at times; heavy and hot the next, you become enraptured by the beauty and sparks that are elicited. It is worth focusing on the man himself; investigating his roles. Comfortable contains some concise and impressive lyrics. Never juvenile or ineffective, they are tight and well-considered- mixing honest and mature sentiments with libidinous lust, they defy expectations. A lot of modern-day artists are derided due to their lack of depth and lyrical ability; their pen often is not as sharp as their voice- Fola does not suffer this same setback. His words are as crackling and rich as his tones; lines and scenes mix detailed with oblique; they are direct and lush one moment; sparse and free-form the next. Demonstrating an ear for story and pace; an authority and love of classic R 'n' B and Soul kings, he mixes this into Comfortable- a song that is packed with detail and fascination. The composition keeps busy and mobile; it never lets seems to slow or lose its momentum. From the introductory crackles and pops, stylistic shifts are presented; multiple genre sounds are thrown in- it is a rich and variegated composition. When our hero lets his voice swoon and seduce, the composition is appropriately smooth and sensualised- kicking back and ensuring every note hits its mark. When electrified and urgent, the music matches this level of luster- strings and beats augment and rise in partnership. It is the vocal itself that impresses the most. Making every word sound convincing and utterly essential, Fola provides his more assured and stunning performance to date. Gone are the vocal treatments and Auto-Tune moments; the sound and sensation is of a naked and unmodified voice- one that packs an incredible punch. Taking in some sensations of Prince and Usher, the mixture of sweetened falsetto and velvet sensuality elicits some terrific reactions. Weaving and changing projection, the vocal matches the mobility and unexpectedness of the composition itself- making sure the song is insanely fresh and gripping. Overall you are left with a track that seems perfectly suited for the summer weather. It has such an insatiable and relaxing vibe, it is perfect for those lazy days and beach-side parties; able to soundtrack epic drives and long journeys, it is a song that has no boundaries. Able to unify balkanized clans of music-lovers, it supersedes and breaks barriers- it is not a song restricted to club members of R 'n' B and Soul. The relentless passion and elliptical promise (the track provides) means it is a ubiquitous and universal slice- a number that reminds you of better times.

A lot of my own cynicisms have been dispelled and eradicated. When I look at an artist's biography- and see the words 'X Factor' mentioned within- I am predisposed to balk and scoff with derision. It is understandable: my sense of irritability and rage is shared by the majority. Fola is an artist that has caused some creative inspiration and direction- my own music has been given a kick of new life. There are a lot of artists- on the scene- who project R 'n' B-cum-Soul machinations; sprinkle in some Pop gold-dust- ensure the resultant hybrid is as exciting as possible. Few contemporaries have a flair and quality that marks them aside from their peers- Fola is a talent with a clear identity and instantly resonating music. Comfortable is a cool and seductive slab that is impossible not to like- it has hallmarks of past giants, whilst retaining a very modern and personal voice. The London-based artist is going to make moves the rest of this year- including the release of his E.P.; make sure you keep your eyes peeled and trained. Being a fan and devotee of the likes of Michael Jackson and Smokey Robinson, I can hear that same blend of power, sweetness, passion and raw emotion- the deep and mesmeric words; the catchy and addictive codas- there is no reason to suggest Fola should restrict his sites and ambitions. With the music industry being tightly-packed and jostling, it is important to ensure those with genuine potential are given breathing room- allowed to move and grow with little repression. I have not heard all of Promise Land- I have surveyed the full body of Fola's past. Seeing a development and evolution, the young star is getting stronger and more determined with each release- he is not contended to stick with one voice and style; changing and developing his art in accordance with his inspirations and desires. As I said up top: London is starting showcase some immensely promising musical talent. Having been suitably blown away by Dana McKeon's blend of Beatbox-Pop and Soul, I did not think the capital had the ability to surprise and confound- bring out more acts like Fola and we shall see something incredible happening. Musicians- located elsewhere- are progressing and relocating to London; their itinerant and sojourn ambitions are seeing them settle and rest in the capital. It seems like the burning and white-hot hub for creativity and inspiration: an area of the world where so many different styles and genres are being represented. I do not think reality/talent shows are the most evil thing in the world; they are at least wholly unnecessary and cancerous- the artists that win the contests have provided no difference and quality to the music industry; their disposability and brevity is highly irritating. The acts that choose to do things honestly and without motive- the only reason you go on a talent show is for shallow fame and publicity- are going to be the ones the public will embrace and proffer. Too few innovative and surprising musicians arrive in the mainstream- new music tends to offer the best choice and sense of ambition. It will be fascinating to see what Fola does next- whether he brings out an L.P. or reinvents himself; takes his music across the world or focuses his energies on the here and now- whatever he has in mind, it is likely to be met with support and excitement. Before I wrap things up- and prime my mind for a new act and sound- I want to offer up some advice and tips- for new acts coming through. So many samey and predictable Indie bands get filtered through- the vague and unpalatable sludge that forms is causing tarnish and depression. Being a well-represented genre, a lot of the public are turning their attentions elsewhere- looking for music that differs and provides unfamiliar sensation. With the exception of some noticeable and well-known mainstream (and newly-bred Soul and R 'n' B artists), they are few and far between. When the alchemy is perfected; that potion and concoction is mixed with the right balance of ingredients, something wonderful can be stirred- strike the balance of sexiness and restrain and you are onto a winner. Comfortable is a song that has a soothing and sweaty heart; its soul is emotional and determined; its tongue sharpened and sexualised- the combustible coloured sands are mesmerising and eye-catching indeed. If you are unfamiliar with Fola and his past work- make sure you set time aside and investigate it with full creativity. His forthcoming E.P. is a bold statement from a deeply exciting and talented proposition- an artist that gives the music world an infusing slice of salacious cool and red-hot vibrancy. His voice and delivery is hard to ignore; his words universal and personal (all at once). If you are stuck for ideas this weekend...

LET Fola's magic take your mind away.

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Album Review: All The Best Tapes- All The Best Tapes

ALBUM REVIEW:

All The Best Tapes

All The Best Tapes

9.5/10.0

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All The Best Tapes is available from:

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TRACKLISTING: I Want To Believe- 9.5/10.0 Nine Masks- 9.6 Life Of Gold- 9.5 Conservatoria in Threes- 9.4 The Iron Rod- 9.6 New Ribs- 9.6 Soft Light- 9.4 I've Been Bored Since 9/11- 9.6 We Judged It By The Waves- 9.7

STANDOUT TRACK: We Judged It By The Waves

DOWNLOAD: Nine Masks, The Iron Rod, New Ribs, I've Been Bored Since 9/11, We Judged It By The Waves

RELEASED: 13th June, 2014

PRODUCED BY: Bob Cooper & All The Best Tapes at H.Q. Studios, Manchester, U.K.

MASTERED BY: Paul Hundeby at City Pro Recording, Florida, U.S.A.

LABEL: FXD Records

GENRES: Punk, Hip-Hop, Metal, Hardcore, Punk-Rap, Screamo

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Guided by the likes of At the Drive-In, The Ramones and Bad Brains; the Stoke-based trio provide raw and exhilarating songs- mixed with unexpected compositions (and surprises) they are a mobile army of sound. Visceral and direct; teasing and experimental, All The Best Tapes certainly leave impressions

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AFTER reviewing a run of tracks- from solo acts mostly...

I am stepping back into album territory. It is great to hear a band arrive with such a bang and fervency. My featured act has released a couple of records before- nothing as complete and explosive as their album. I shall investigate the band in more depth, yet want to bring up a couple of points. The first issue revolves around musical geography. Too many bands seem to be emanating from very particular spots- not a bad thing; it means that there is compartmentalisation and a division. London is hosting a fair few dynamic and stunning bands- solo acts too- that are capable of making huge splashes in the future. Up in Yorkshire- Leeds particularly- there are masses of new acts poking out- many of which I have reviewed. Whilst there are heavy and primal sounds coming from some Leeds-based Grunge masters; a fair amount of melody and beauty from the capital's finest- finding artists (in-between- these areas)- is a hard task. Recently I reviewed the Devon-based band Lightknife; I have assessed some artists from Bristol, Southampton and Surrey- this is a rarity. Today I am looking towards the Midlands- a region that I am not overly-familiar with. Having a grand and busy musical history (a fair few bands have come from these locales)- not many new musicians emanate from here. It is a strange thing- when you think about where bands hail from- but there must be a collocation and reason (behind it). Obviously, London is making impressions due to the size of the city; the sheer number of musicians living here. Yorkshire is thriving because of the same reason- there are so many eager musicians there it is impossible to see a decline in quality and output. Elsewhere, you start to imagine what could be causing (a restriction). It may take some figuring out: for now, I am glad that a Midlands group is in my thoughts. In addition to being one of the most enlivening and exciting acts at the moment, they are putting Stoke back on the musical map. More associated with Robbie Williams- Slash was actually born there too- you will not get the two acts confused- our boys are a trippy and primal group that would make Williams wet his underwear. Having fallen in love with the likes of Allusondrugs- and spending the last week reviewing softer sounds- it is good to be back in gritty and lusting territory. Diversity and range are essential in music- ensuring that we have a great spread of artists leads to prosperity and a strong future. The Midlands boys not only take the listener to a busy and under-appreciated area for music; they provide a mixture of sounds I have not heard played. Their love of Psychedelia and Grunge marries with Prog. and Hardcore considerations- the resultant potion has been knocking people off their feet. Too many bands play things safe and predictably: not looking to fuse and experiment, they stick with what is familiar and tested. All The Best Tapes have built up a solid reputation and name: their previous work has captured critics and upped momentum and intrigue- bringing them to the here and now. With their self-titled album wetting mouths and setting tongues wagging, I better introduce the act to you:

Marcus Barker: Vocals & Guitar. Luke Medlock: Bass, Vocals & Programming. Danny Beardmore: Drums

"Formed in the Post-Industrial wasteland of Stoke and Cast from a heavy obsession with Aliens, The Occult, Psychedelia and mind-bending sounds, All The Best Tapes fuse the melodious Chordal technicalities of Fusion Jazz, the grit of Hardcore and the shameless riffage of tripped out Prog into a glorious cacophony of skull fucking power. A departure from their previous offerings "This is not a record, This is All The Best Tapes" and "The Gnar" All The Best Tapes strip down to a three-piece to create a new wave of effects laden, cutting edge punk rock."

When new acts come through, you can always see some restrictions and limitations from the off. Their initial moves have some timidity. All The Best Tapes went in hard and meaningful: listening to the likes of The Gnar tells you all you need to know- here is an act that mean business. Their huge range of influences- from Kate Bush to MC5- have been thrown into the mix- the sheer range of sounds and diversions they incorporate makes their music so intense and layered. Their album expands on early promise and gives a full summation of the boys- across the nine songs, you barely have chance to breathe; the passion and urgency that screams out is hard to brush off. It is not just the band's pioneering blend that makes them so special- the quality and addictiveness of their songs stick in your mind. Not just a group that make a hell of a noise and racket; the lads ensure all of their numbers are deep and fascinating- some of their compositions and lyrics are among the finest I have heard this year. With the mainstream offering some spaces and gaps; it is high time that listeners and music-lovers embrace what new music is showcasing- welcoming the finest we have (and promoting their name). If the likes of Allusondrugs have shown anything; it is that by mixing heavy and brutal codas (with nuanced and more composed lines)- a huge amount of atmosphere and evocation can be elicited. All The Best Tapes have a bond that cements their music tightly- the sympatico and friendships they share makes all of their sounds come across as urgent and authoritative. The leaps forward they have taken- since their earliest work- shows a band that are getting better as they progress. The confidence and spirit they put out on their album makes you wonder just how more potent and effective they can become- they are an act that will certainly be making music for a while longer. Making such a fascinating and original sound, it seems the trio are going to have their sights set on the future- their momentum and passion leads me to believe they will be formulating new sounds and releases before too long. Before I get down to focusing on the band- and their music- I will conclude by stating just how impressive new music is. Strengthening and confounding by the month, I am always stunned by just how brilliantly-realised and bold fledgling sounds are- there are no jitters and false moments. Bands are dipping back into musical history; being inspired by their heroes and heroines- daring to incorporate a myriad of diverse and disconnected sounds together; to elicit something wonderful and fresh. All The Best Tapes have a huge cannon of favourite musicians; they do not limit their sites to specific genres and decades- meaning their ensuing sounds are as full-bodied and colourful as any you will hear.

Looking back at the work of All The Best Tapes and you get a glimmer of how they started out. On their debut, you got that exhausting and exhilarating listen. Songs such as Old Device demonstrated this primal and animalistic urge. The track builds and tempts the listener in. Melodic and restrained beginnings give way to pummel and rumble- the intro. expands and feasts without warning. Determined and raw vocals come to play- screeched and bellowed with lustful fury. Breathless and determined, the song never lets go of you. It is a Hardcore thrash; a Punk rush that is determined to get mosh pits excited and bustling. Pious Fool has warped and spacey starts. The Psychedelic/Prog.-Rock influences present themselves. With some touches of Muse and The Mars Volta it is warped and fascinating- completed with a Libertines-esque riff, you are drawn in. Eager to allow determination to succeed, the vocal then bursts and shouts. Propelled by constant percussive slams; an endless and smashing drive makes the track burrow into your brain. There are melodic areas and avenues that allow reflection and chance for refrain- the song has some great quiet-loud dynamics. Caterpillarism twangs and twiddles at the start; the Foo Fighter-esque anthemic intro. puts your mind in Indie/Grunge avenues- the track contorts and twists with abandon. One of the band's most intriguing cuts, it has the potential to superpose Hardcore and Punk boundaries- find its way onto stations like XFM and Absolute. The Gnar saw the band become more ambitious and varied. All of the early hallmarks remained in place- the vocals particularly had no intention of calming down. Le Fingers has haunted and twisted lyrics. The songwriting is sharper and more fascinating; deeper and more varied- disturbed souls and skulls are featured here. Blood-curdling and deathly, the vocal flair and roar matches the intensity of the composition. Seven Pairs of Scissors gets down to business from the off- hardcore thrashes grab the listener by the throat. There is lyrical economy and concision here- the words are not needlessly unfocused and rambling; they are tight and measured. Poetic elements marry with direct and savage proclamations. Sweeter vocal interjections mix with spaced-out bliss- sharp shocks arrive to take you off of your feet. The title track is longer and more epic- than Seven'- and begins with a pummeling and rambunctious percussion intro. Reminding me of Moby Dick by Led Zeppelin, it is a tantalising start. Byzantine and weird snatches of lines look at volcano haircuts and tour life- having no money and stealing as you go. The band show development and growth- from their debut. The lyrics are more fascinating and compelling- the stories and scenes they offer have more depth and story. The vitriol and anger is more overt and striking- the vocal performances are more impassioned and full. Mixing in some sweeter and more controlled moments, the compositional range increases and augments- the performances are tighter across the board. The current offerings (on their album) show more steps and progressions. Again, the band increase their confident and adventurousness. The palette become more varied and multicoloured; the themes and issues explored change too. I Want To Believe has stutter and sting; tumbling musical notation means there is a heady and unpredictable energy that runs through it. Vocal work is as focused and primal as any I have heard- less guttural at the beginning, I can detect the hallmark highs of The Gnar. Life Of Gold skips and catches you by surprise; the intro. is more Rock/Indie-influenced; calmer and softer than previous offerings. A bigger and wider track, the song builds and layers- that mixture of approachable personality and pained belting fuses perfectly- nothing sounds inorganic and forced. Changing direction and skin, the song is endlessly mobile and shifting. New Ribs goes back to frantic and desperate; the band elicit one of their most pressing and violent performances- it is a track that once more is destined for mosh-pit fights. Rousing the listener into a frenzy, it bowls you over with its sheer energy. I've Been Bored Since 9/11 is one of the most interesting cuts off of the album. A single release, it is more relatable and lovable. Whilst there are some controversial lyrics and subjects, the boys are not trying to terrorise and rebel against sanity- their songbook is packed with some standout and quotable lyrics. Not adding too much more, the band remain firm and solid. The Gnar was a big leap forward and was the most solidified the band have sounded. Their self-titled album is more ambitious and open; new sounds are mixed in; some new subjects explored- in terms of the overall sound and flavour, you get some familiar and relatable moments. The band did not need to reinvent themselves and improve too much- what we have now is the most rounded and defined representation of All The Best Tapes. The band performances are as tight as ever; the vocal sound is more rounded and solidified- a greater emotional range is presented now. With compositions that draw in multiple genres and diversions, the band have never sounded as alive and meaningful. It will be great to see where they go from here- if a new album or E.P. will come through. You can guarantee whatever comes will be imbued with the same headiness and raw energy (as their previous outings)- the boys are building in stature and momentum; focusing their sights on the future.

If you are looking for some other bands- that compare with All The Best Tapes. Being a Hardcore-Punk band, it is quite hard to draw in too many influences- it is not one of the most over-represented genres in music. The band themselves have a huge a list of influential bands; from U.S. to U.K. artists, the boys have clearly absorbed a lot of different artists. The Ergs! are a Punk-Rock U.S. band that have won legions of fans. When listening to the band's (2007) album Upstairs/Downstairs, you get a dizzying listen. Songs range from a few seconds to 18 minutes; the head is spun and blown apart by the lack of consistency and predictability. The breakneck pace and ramalama melodies whiz by. The tracks all seem to end in an instant- they are so addictive and compelling that you have to listen to the album to draw it all in. Bratty and charming songs mix with some juvenile and infantile offerings- the band mix clever and smart with puerile. Although less silly than previous albums, there is still comedy and humour to be found. There is plenty of maturity and focus on the album- it certainly ages well. All The Best Tapes have a similar talent for mixing humour and pathos; portraying that frantic and frenetic pace- drawing the listener in for a thrill-ride of intensity. Less silly than The Ergs!, the band do take some of their influence- capable of putting plenty of humour and witness into the darkest of tracks. Before I look at some more U.S. influences, I will mention an unusual name: Chumbawamba. The legendary Brits had a hugely successful career and have influenced a lot of bands- including the Stoke trio. Their Tubthumper album is probably their finest moment. Here, Chumbawamba mix big Dance-orientated beats with anthemic and party-ready sing-alongs. The Pop and Dance elements overtake political radicalism; the band ensure their music can be chanted from the terraces- there is laddishness and drunkenness; rebellion and defiance. All The Best Tapes draw this into their quiver: whilst not as chantable as the British icons, they do compel you to sing along and become invigorated- similarly rousing and fascinating, the band have political and socio-economic motivations. When you read some of the band's lyrics, they rally against governmental forces; there is dissatisfaction to be found- angry young men being short-changed. Drunken nights and recklessness come to play too- like Chumbawamba, the boys recognise the vitality of youthfulness and lack of inhibitions. The cottage industry pioneers make sure all of their songs are intelligent and focused; distinct and memorable- later albums throw in more melodic vocals and sweeter Folk songs. All The Best Tapes showcase an intelligent side; mingle it with anger and rage and you have quite a concoction. Away from Punk bands, The Flaming Lips have had an effect on the endeavouring trio. If you look at The Flaming Lips' album Yoshimi Battles the Pink Robots, it topped many critics' end-of-year polls. Haunting as it is splendid, the L.P. mixes lush electronic sympathy. Whilst the band have more sunshine and upbeat sedimentation (than All The Best Tapes), the best comparisons are uncovered when digging deeper- the ruminations of everyday struggle and survival. Older and more traditional- for The Flaming Lips- values mixed with new experiments and sentimentality. The album Yoshimi' use psychedelic reveries from simple sounds and compositions- something more frantic always threatens to come out. The unorganised and primal rushes look at battles and wars; fighting forces of repression and hardship come out. The album looked at metal warriors and robotic controllers- if you look at All The Best Tapes, it draws a lot of comparables. The music has developed from the early days; mixes bittersweet themes within psychedelic swathes; huge and epic landscapes- the height of the band's creative output. The anguish and pain that The Flaming Lips put into their current moves- The Terror- shows there is fear and black hole rage. All The Best Tapes match this level of inflagration and fire- the lyrics (by both bands) do not go for the obvious; they investigate deep themes but present some oblique and poetic moments. The Ramones are a Punk act that seem to have ressonated with the trio. Having taken a lot of guidance from U.S. sources, it seems that the hard and frantic American bands do things best. Albums such as Subterranean Jungle took Hard-Rock riffs and joined them with a Punk heart. The album is alive with meaning and energy; it draws audiences in and is the most pleasing of their mid-career efforts- subtle rhythms and hook-laden tracks mark the album out as one (of the band's) finest. The vitality and sheer urgency of the disc calls for repeated listens. If you witness the self-titled debut- from The Ramones- you hear those early signs of genius. The album was a firecracker in the Rock mainstream: unexpected and rare, it redefined music. The themes and lyrics are simple; the songs are back-to-basics gems; lust and need are projected with as much guts and violence as you could imagine- wit, weirdness and lust spilled from the speakers. The blinding speed and relenetlessness can be applied to All The Best Tapes- from the very first notes they do not give you a chance to rest. Twisted takes on Pop convention make the Stoke trio a like-minded act; they subvert expectations and conventions to provide something radical and bone-shaking- the intoxicating rampancy of each number gets under your skin. Whilst All The Best Tape's songs aren't always as concise as those within The Ramones, you cannot deny that comparable vigour and youthful anger. Horror schlock, maniacal stupidity and gleeful violence came through in The Ramones' finest work- it is something that our endeavouring trio have taken on board. City Of Ifa and Allusondrugs are two modern bands that should be mentioned. Whilst not direct influences, you can draw some lines between the groups. The experimental movements City Of Ifa present define their sound- they are a pioneering and ambitious group that mix Screamo with Prog.-Rock facets- mixed together it is a heady and stupefying blend. All The Best Tapes take elements of Prog. masters and provide their own Screamo take- they are a similarly urgent and passionate band. Allusondrugs instill Grunge glory with some Punk and Hardcore shades- their fiery and enraptured codas are enlivening and seducing Yorkshire crowds. Having been booked for the Leeds Festival, the band are striking a chord- the public want to hear more of their scintillating music. All The Best Tapes have a level of grit and blood-lust that matches the Yorkshire outfit: their songs are as packed and atmospheric; the vocals as gripping and intense- you imagine festival spots are awaiting the Stoke boys. Being a fan of Bad Brains, I can hear some of the Americans in All The Best Tapes. The Thrash-Metal-cum-Hardcore minglings cemented the band as one of the most evocative and potent in the U.S.- influencing everyone from Nirvana to Jeff Buckley. The band's self-titled debut was a cassette-only issue; the propheteers of Punk turned into Heavy Metal gods- over the course of a track. The rage is channelled into positivity and drive. When their I Against I album dropped, the declaration of violence was a focused and concise work. Funneling all their influences together, the band used bel canto baritone; screeching falsetto- the visceral and beautiful tie together. Here, the group present passionate refrains and tender moments; virtuosic displays are as synonymous as raw directness and demented blisters. The vocals range from machine gun-fire delivery to considered and teasing- the same elements All The Best Tapes draw together. The rampant and staggering Metal and Hardcore jams- Bad Brains have perfected- inspire legions of bands (whether they know it or not) and you can hear embers within All The Best Tapes- that same inimitable sense of surprise and quality. There are a few more names I should mention here. At The Drive-In count as one of the Stoke band's influences. Cedrix Dixier's ferocity and incomparable vocal luster made albums like Acrobatic Tenement so special. The way the songs contains subtlety and nuance mean softness and melody sit alongside fury and vermilion rage. Tempo shifts and rhythm changes make the album endlessly fascinating- something that All The Best Tapes have employed. The trio ensure that their songs are not one-dimensional and samey. Snaking and edgy bass notes combine with dual guitars and edgy percussion- the same qualities you can hear in Acrobatic Tenements. Catchiness and power fuses with intense and driving Punk riffs; the Texan band consecrated this in In/Casino/Out. The last two acts I will mention are MC5 and Fugazi. The former are U.S. legends that changed the face of music with Kick Out the Jams. The album remains one of the most immediate and timeless Punk/Hardcore records ever made. On that album, the entire band were in-tune and in-step. The ferocity and firepower of the guitars, bass and percussion were only matched by the authoritative and thunderous vocals. The firepower and back-breaking pace of the songs threatened to combust at any moment- the band gained legendary status in next to no time. While MC5 incorporate more tender and restrained numbers, you can draw comparisons- with All The Best Tapes. If you have not heard of Fugazi, then you should do- not only have their inspired the Stoke trio; they are a phenomenal and underrated group.Also inspiring the likes of Blur, their legacy is timeless. Repeater was the debut effort (from Fugazi)- an album that hit the ground running. Later works such as In on the Kill Taker stepped away from the early sounds: rusty and nail-scraping guitars joined with unappetising moments. Whilst the force and unending urgency of the album can be seen as off-putting- Screamo and Hardcore is not that digestible- the tracks offer plenty of treats and recommendations. Diverse tracks see lurching and crawling numbers sit with explosions of aggression- the sequencing across the band's back catalogue is impressive. All The Best Tapes ensure they are as smart and considerate- when it comes to tracklisting. Liveliness, twisted humour; random skronks and plinking notes nestle within gut-kicking and brainy acidity. Fugazi are still producing music and evolve from album to album- offering something new into the bargain. All The Best Tapes place off-kilter and random notes inside atomic bomb blasts; ear-shattering emotional larceny- they seem the U.K. equivalent of Fugazi. If you are inclined towards any of these acts- you should check out All The Best Tapes. If you are off-out by any adjectives and descriptions; balk at the idea of relentless force and urgency- you should still give the music a try. Melody, experimentation and beauty lingers where you least expect it. The Stoke band have perfected their own blend and want to embrace listeners- not repel them. If you seek music that gets you invigorated and builds you up, investigate the group- you won't regret it.

The blushes of silence are spared instantly by I Want To Believe. A clattering and tumbling psychedelic intro. gets things off to the races. Putting me in mind of The Mars Volta and At the Drive-In, it is a dizzying and head-spinning way to kick the album off. Melodious and catchy, you are caught up in it. Soon, it levels off and continues its aural assault- that colourful and insatiable gleefulness elicits a smile of contentment. Before long, our hero approaches the mic. Words "proof positive" reflect across the night; the light reflects across the sky. The determination and passion of the vocal rules the sound; you cannot get away from the urgency of the delivery. Calm, measure and melody still linger in the background- the song is not too forceful and overwhelming. With the vocal growling and graveled, you wonder how he has any vocal chords left- it is impressive how strong and consistent that primal belt is. Dissatisfaction and discontent seems to be on our hero's mind- he is angered and striking against the world. As with previous All The Best Tapes releases, byzantine and oblique lyrical snatches mix with the direct and potent- the band like to ensure that things are not too simplistic or detached. The light splits "across the sky"- images and scenes fill your mind; apocalyptic perhaps or slightly less epic, the atmosphere is built and expanded. Backed by a militaristic and pummeling percussive smash, the avalanche never relents. A lot of emphasis is put on mood and force as opposed to clarity. Lacking lyric accompaniment, some of the words will get lost among the effusive and rifled projection- the most vital snatches are intelligible and clear. Having to piece together the story through occasional glimmers of clarity, you focus upon composition and vocal- both of which press on the brain. The warped and spacey composition is robotic and intergalactic- juddering and evolving it beeps and crawls; evolves and strikes. Mixing the psychedelic Prog.-Rock of The Mars Volta with some of the vibrancy of Bad Brains, the parable catches the imagination- the transformations and delineation is stunningly realised and fascinating. With our hero spitting against repressive forces- "you're not making it up"- the demented charm of the composition comes into play- those colours and lines combine to create some mesmeric moments. Tumbling and dizzy guitar spirals unite with scattershot percussion; electronics buzz and percolate- the vocal growl is lustful and pugnacious. The band's incredibly tight and impressive performance stands the song out- creating the most effective and direct opener I have heard. Towards the final stages, a kick-ass and white-hot guitar riff bounces and jumps: restrained and measured it is a catchy and indelible punch that takes the song in a new direction- stretches your brain open. Mingling At the Drive-In, Fugazi and MC5, the boys whip up some Punk flair and rabble for the closing seconds- it slows in the closing seconds bit by bit; a gorgeous and lilting last note gives the song a Calypso/tropical feel. Having covered so much ground and blown the mind, the boys do not let the pace drop. Nine Masks begins more strikingly and harder. That same mixture of high and low notes- on guitar and bass- project colours and myriad emotions- the restless and ambitious introduction gets your feet and fists pumping. Swaying Blues-Rock guitars pervade behind Punk/Metal-tinged percussion- the combination combines melody and harmony with raw sexuality and grit. The mesmeric unpredictability shows its hand again. The composition slams and feasts on bones; it drops down and starts to stumble- before calming and seamlessly blending into tranquil and romantic calms. Our hero takes his voice from blood-curdling into reflective within the space of a few seconds. Perhaps aimed at his sweetheart he asks: "Did you ever think of me?"- they are such the perfect pair. The passionate and springing bass adds some luster and majesty; the Blues-cum-Jazz combination is a beautiful treat- the sweet falsetto vocals a perfect instrument for reflection and personal introspections. Gripped by a new sound, your mind is eased. Turning the mood on a dime, the song explodes and carpet bombs. From the calm of before, we go into Metal/Screamo territory- the vocal bellows and growls like Satan on fire; the guitars stagger and violate; the percussion joins the frenzy. Still mixing in some sweeter and breathy notes and vocals, the juxtapositions are incredible- one half of your brain is enraptured in the delirium; the other soothed by the gentility of the interjections. Taking our hero aside, the composition is given chance to roost: the spindling and delirious riffs marry some Mars'-esque psychedelia with the Indie anthemics of Foo Fighters and The Libertines- the band are able to be distinct and populist all at the same time. You can sense some disarray under the skin of our hero- the insatiable and blinding switch from romantic to blood-lusting is phenomenal- by the final moments you find yourself running out of breath. Impressed by the continued determination and passion (of the band), it is another song that gets into your mind- howling execrations and paens of vengefulness. After an emphatic 1-2, you wonder just what Life Of Gold will offer up. The opening moments retain the band's distinct and familiar sound- the initial phases here are more buoyant and celebratory. Gone are the devilish rushes and insanity to be replaced by something spring fresh and harmonised. Imbued with plenty of power, the opening riff has charm a-plenty. Stormy and weather-proof, the mixture of sensations elicited strike the imagination- its simplicities and complexities subvert expectations and ready you for the ride that is forthcoming. Becoming hardened and more projectile, the juddering and snatching guitars focus. Echoed and held, the electronics are punctuated by snaring and rifled percussion- the blend of eerie-cum-atmospheric builds the tension and sense of occasion. Dreams have been wasted and there is perturbation summoned from our frontman: his voice is reliably firm and rampant. Mixing that blend of quiet and loud, the song transforms and mutates as it progresses- positivity comes into effect as the words develop; there is less overt discrimination and rebellion here. Sounding less castrated and more concentrated, the vocal performance is as emphatic and interchangeable as the previous number. Amazed at how much weaponry the band have at their disposal, the composition and stylisations transmogrify and evolve- the boys are not contended to rest on laurels and offer nothing but feral noise and attack. After a hypnotic and unexpected trio (of songs), Conservatoria in Threes intrigues you with its title alone. A short song, we see hell-fire, brimstone and the "face of God" lobbied into the song (with nary a by-your-leave). Wasting no time with introductions and welcomes, the band launch straight into the vocal organism. Catching you by surprise, you swear you are entering the song at the one-third mark- it is a disarming and unexpected moment. After you compose your thoughts, you start to relax. The switch between ecstatic and rushing- calmed and reflective concessions- occurs in short bursts: there is not the same experimentation and freewheelin' sound (as with previous tracks). More level-headed and simple than the opening trio, the track is by no means minor or second-best- its beauty comes with focus. The composition concentrates less on diversity and multifariousness; more towards emotion and atmosphere- the band combine seamlessly to back up the hero. With his voice shifting from sweet and ethereal- to animatistic and urgent- the song provides a cleansing and much-needed interval- another glimpse into the band; their indefatigable breadth of adventurousness and ambition. The Iron Rod arrives next. Squalling and raptured guitar coda gets things under way- teed up by a rampant and lascivious percussive weave, our hero is keen to come to the mic. A buffet and banquet of dark and fragmented images. Highlighted by vocals- which switch from bellowing and satanic to measured and spectral- the song packs a huge punch. The band ensure that your body is not allowed to rest or settle; the amount of intrigue and colour they provide is impressive. Between the bellicose and frantic Death-Metal/Hardcore slams, there are beautifully reflective and intelligent Jazz-Rock parables. Reminding me of Aja-era Steely Dan, its breezy and effortless beauty contrasts brilliantly with the rabble and desperation of the vocal. Displaying the conviction and authority as the likes of Bad Brains, At the Drive-In and MC5, the boys keeps things mobile and fascinating. The amount of consideration and thought put into the composition tells you how much the song means to them- you can hear the passion and work they have incorporated; there are no lazy or loose moments. Towards the two-thirds mark, there is an extended instrumental swathe. The lads subtly build the tension and augment their centrifuge of kaleidoscopic Jazz notations. By the 2:41 stage, urgent and emotive guitar notes start to infuse and commingle- the track slowly develops and you sense that a final explosion is going to occur. Becoming more twisted and snarling, The Iron Rod is not done with its attack- our hero is coming back. Ensuring his messages and voice are not forgotten, the sense of urgency and determination resonate strong. New Ribs is a track that has been gathering critical acclaim and attention. One of the L.P.'s longer tracks, it begins with a vocal assault. Coming in hard and fast, the vocal is as ecstatic and to-the-point as it has ever been- managing to restrain itself and switch voices. Fatigue and insomnia are lobbied in- the lack of sleep is making the hero feel so tired. The guitars- on the track- demonstrate a new side and sound: trippy and experimental, they mix Psychedelia, Indie, Rock and Pop. Not as virulent and barbed wire as on previous offerings, there is a greater consideration towards emotion and support. The vocal is at its more interesting and unexpected: between sighing and delicate soothes are violent and raged bursts- that mixture is quite a psychotropic and heady proposition. Displaying as much range as in any song, our hero showcases the quality and limitlessness of his voice- giving the words and track depth and authority. Once more, the band tempt in some sun-kissed and Jazz-infused notes- romantic and seductive, they add something extra to proceedings. After the sheer rush and pace of the tracks, it is a surprise to find that Soft Light is the ante-penultimate cut. Beginning with some gentle and elliptical notes, the track soon ensures that anger and explosion are provided. Subsuming the title's promise, that ecstatic 180 begins a violated and rebellious vocal assault- our hero produces one of his most insatiable and frenzied vocal performance. Able to provide ample light and relax, the majority of the performance is taken up with inflamed and pissed-off projection. Supported by an army of juddering and brain-melting sounds, the song is a spares no-one. Our frontman is at his most impassioned and direct here. The way he manages to snake his voice is incredible: shifting course and pace, it is one of the most distinct performances on the set. When calmed and emotive, I caught glimmers of Terrence Trent D'Arby and Thom Yorke- believe it or not. Few modern vocalists have such a multifarious and staggering range- the band provide equal mesmerisation. Bass notes drive and attack; they then merge into jazzy and trickling. The guitars have sting and venom the one moment; transforming into relaxed and sedate before you know it- the percussion has a similar unpredictability and surprise. A modicum of reflection and calm is offered during the final moments: the composition keeps clattering and pervading; it is not as insatiable and repressed as previously. The single I've Been Bored Since 9/11 causes tongue-wagging before a note has been uttered. Whichever way you interpret it, you cannot deny its immediacy and urges. The intro. starts with a frantic percussive tumble; instantly dissipating and giving way to melodic guitar, the band unite all of their previous highs into the mix. After a brief grab for glory, our hero comes into the spotlight. That endless sense of urgency is represented in various different shades. Grumbled and bellowed vocals are mingled with strained and wracked utterances. The dislocation and anger come through with alarming directness and meaning. Our frontman ensures that his voice and words are heard- the unease and anxiety is not uncomfortable, egregious or off-putting; it is insistent and gripping. The guitar work is particular stand-out during the track. Weaving and tripping, there is a heady and swirling majesty created- strained and vibrating notes are tempted into proceedings. Not succumbing to the heady highs of previous numbers, the vocal is more concerned with concentration and focus- ensuring the messages and central missive resonates. Trippy and weird, the guitars incorporate Robert Fripp, The Mars Volta and Muse- the combinations of unrelated notes is a tantalising treat. The music- when All The Best Tapes compose- mix various styles and themes; incorporating various styles, whatever feels right goes into the music. Throughout I've Been Bored Since 9/11, you can tell a lot of study and thought has been expended. The musicianship and experimentations are impressive; so many different emotions and contours are explored- it is perhaps the richest and most rewarding song on the album. Perfectly priming the senses for the album's swan-song. The longest track on the album, We Judged It By Waves starts with a reliably exciting and action-packed beginning. The boys weave colours and tapestries together; the combination of Psychedelic freestyle and Jazz-inspired motifs come together exquisitely. Hard and vengeful, the opening onslaught pricks the senses- readies you for what is to come. Open and expansive, the band allow the composition a chance to implore- so much ground and emotion is summoned up with the schizoid blends. Going out with a bang, the rampant and primeval percussion tees up electric guitar noodlings; the pace changes again and the boys let their instruments ignite. Compelling and gripping, the sheer rush and headiness of the intro. never relents- you wait for a vocal that seemingly never comes. Caught up in the mesmerising grip of the composition, the tight and incredible performance is a delirious and staggering treat. The song has such a flair for experimentation and Psychedelia: the band throw in so much weight and striations that you struggle to absorb it all. Juxtaposing hell-yeah fist-pummel and drunkening and drugged swagger, the listener is immersed in a whirlpool of insanity. Freak-outs of biblical proportions are overtaken by a carnivorous and yowling beast of a line. The percussion patters and tempts; the guitar echoes and echoes. Transforming the rampancy of previous efforts, the song mutates into something darker and shadowy. Atmospheric and hunting, this coda is traded with a brevity of attack- combining with one another, these diverse strands seem perfectly natural and essential. Pausing and resting, the band then offer explosions and rises. The pauses increase and elongate; a calmer and woozier smoke bellows in- it is hazy and delirious in its movements. Ethereal and ecumenical electronic sounds give the track a reverence and saintly side- sitting with the calmed guitar you are given chance for reflection and rest. All of the sonic words have been offered; so many different scenes and avenues have been explored- with a fading light, the track comes to an end. It completes a splendid album that is impossible to compare with anything else- it is one of the most immediate and relentless collections of the year.

It is quite a task trying to sum up a Herculean and epic album. There are hardly any negatives I can point at really. It would be great to see some lyrics accompany the album- perhaps on the BandCamp site. On previous efforts, All The Best Tapes put their lyrics together with the tracks- it would be good to see them accompany their album. Due to the intensity of the vocal and the attack of the composition, it can be hard interpreting and understanding a lot of the lyrics. Most of the words lack necessary intelligibility and decipherability- it is not a huge point however. Having the lyrics would allow interpretation and study: reviewers such as myself would be able to dig deeper and extrapolate true meanings and definitions. The album rarely lets up with its heaviness and assault- it means it can be an exhausting listen for the uninitiated. The album is best enjoyed and appreciated in chunks: sitting down and investigating a few songs at a time is the best way to start. These minor considerations do not detract from the fact All The Best Tapes is one of the most urgent and compelling albums of the year. It is not a huge drag that some of the words are lost; the emphasis is very much on the overall mood and sound. With incredible and perfect sequencing, the album does not lag or suffer any setbacks. The best tracks are appropriately arranged and deployed; the heavier and most primal numbers are spaced out- meaning you do not get fatigued and weighed-down. Although the production does mean the vocals lack complete clarity and concision, it perfectly blends all the various instruments and sounds. Such an ambitious and wide-ranging album would suffer- were the lines and notes mixed incorrectly. Due to some precise and expert production, the compositions are allowed to breathe and inspire- the listener is allowed to absorb all of the disparate strands and stories. Before I applaud the band's players, I shall mention the songs themselves. Never aimlessly wandering and bloated, they are tight and focused missles. The longest tracks clock in at a few minutes; even the grand-standing finale leaves you wanting more. Their nuance and sheer weight really bowls you over. The band have stated- in interviews- how inspired they are by different genres; concerned with getting their sound just so- you can hear just how hard they have worked; how much effort has been expended. Each number offers glimpses of genius and mesmerisation- whether it is a riff or vocal projection, you are witnessing a band with few rivals and comparables. On that note, it is great to hear such immediate and primal music. So many bands have limits and barriers- All The Best Tapes seem to define themselves by how hard they can push and encapsulate- damned be any borders and rules. Although the album is predominantly heavy and overwhelming, it is not something that should be ignored or dismissed. If you are clever and considerate- when investigating- you will revel in its potency and charms. After a while all of the music reveals its beauty- you will be immune to any fractious and jarring elements. The band performances and turns are what makes the songs so incredible. Percussion work throughout is staggering. Eliciting the strength and pummle of a dozen octupuses, the flailing and pulverising moments put me in mind of Dave Grohl, John Bonham and Neil Peart. Beardmore marks himself out as one of the finest and more authoritative drummers in the U.K. Few percussionists are able to sound as effortless when pounding with fury- he is adept at offering something gentler and more inviting. When songs and vocals are more restrained, the percussion provides ample emotion and reflection. Not just a simple and one-directional performance, Beardmore creates scintillating fills and unexpected twists- showing the expertise and talent of a modern-day Grohl. The most urgent and primal moments of the album are created by the percussion and its emphatic guidance. Medlock's contributions are stunning and mesmeric. In addition to offering spacey and trippy electronics; stunning programming- his bass work is phenomenal. Jazz-inspired and sexy the one moment; driving and guiding the next, the amount of force, rhythm, lyricism and passion is deeply impressive. The multi-instrumentalist colours the songs with his own inimitable and unique touches: combining seamlessly with his band, Medlock showcases a huge talent and impressive amount of skill. Most bass players tend to be in the band to keep songs levelled and together- not stepping far outside boundaries. Medlock summons the force and conviction of an entire band- able to weave so much richness and emotion into each song, the album would be weaker without him. When offering vocal support, he brilliantly backs our hero- his voice is incredibly diverse and striking; capable of lustful rage and tempestuousness- our man is a Jack-of-all-trades. Barker is the voice and guitarist that leads by (fine) example- one of the most arresting and phenomenal frontmen in all of music. I was staggered how strong and consistent his voice was- throughout the album- and stunned he did not shred his throat to bits. Few singers have such a huge range of emotions and styles at their disposal. Barker is just as natural and impressive when unleashing his falsetto beauty (as he is gripped in the intensity of delirious rage and aggression). Having been nurtured with Jazz, Folk and Hardcore influences, his voice draws all of this in- he is not just a point-and-shout Screamo merchant. Too many bands- who play similar music- have a lead with little variety and potential. In Barker, they have a genuine star- someone whose divine tones have a hell of a lot of potential. It will be great to see just where they explore on the next record. With some epic and electrifying shredding, our hero lets his axe run riot. Inspired by the likes of At the Drive-In and The Ramones, Barker mixes schizophrenic and psychedelic jams with Punk swagger- de-touring via Indie and Rock avenues. Never sounding unfocused or fragmented, his guitar work seamlessly bonds divisive and multitudinous sounds and genres together- giving the songs a solidity and uniformity. The entire band work wonderfully together: tight and focused, they are a unit that are unlikely to break up at any point- such is the brotherly bond, all of their music sounds utterly convincing and urgent. In All The Best Tapes they have demonstrated what a force they are. Maybe incapable of transforming cynics into fans, it will appeal and resonate with those whom seek depth and texture- lovers of music that dares to be different and better.

With all my words- nearly expounded- I have to come to a conclusion- point to the future of the band. If you are not a fan of Punk, Punk-Rap, Hip-Hop and Grunge then All The Best Tapes are an act that can convert your thinking- they inject plenty of calm, passion and melody into their direct and punchy mandates. The determination and ambition they demonstrate makes their album such a terrific treat- you are powerless to escape the wonders it offers forth. I hope the boys come down from their home venues and rock out London- take their music around the U.K. and think about wider considerations. Having cemented their reputation and name in the Midlands, the trio are on the warpath- after their album was released, they drew in a mass of new fans. I for one would love to see them in the live environment; check out how their recorded releases translate in the flesh- just what a force of nature they are. Having witnessed some fervent and striking bands come through, my mind struggles to take it all in- see just who is going to make it big in the future; which acts are going to remain in the memory. A few I have reviewed will have some short-term acclaim; others are sure to transcend to the mainstream- others leave me weighing things up. I feel All The Best Tapes will make it all the way to the halcyon and lofty heights- they will not want to get there too quickly. Keen to keep playing to local crowds and make honest and personal music, you can tell just how much fun the guys are having- they are determined to keep working and press on. With a sound and projection that is perfectly ready and primed for the venues and festivals (of the summer); it will only be a few years before the Stoke trio are a familiar name on the airwaves. Having digested their self-titled debut, the boys have a lot to say; they have anger and dissatisfaction in their minds- the way they channel it is alarming and captivating. It is not just rage that defines their motives and inspirations: the group have such a love for vintage and classic music, they stretch their palette and motifs to cover issues such as love, modern life and meaning. Everything is draped around electrifying and direct sounds; the performances are uniformly tight and together- the songs are nuanced; meaning you keep coming back to the album to seek out hidden meanings and new findings. Before I wrap things up, I will dovetail back to my point about musical geography. Leeds boys Allusondrugs are leading Yorkshire by the teeth; putting the county squarely in the music world's sights. London are making sure they do not lag behind at all- the diversity and range coming through is staggering. As much as I yearn to hear new artists from these regions, I am more keen to seek out new and unexpected treasures. All The Best Tapes have a distinct and rare combination of sounds that means they stand out- not contented to follow the pack, the boys have more determination and urgency than most bands I have encountered. With that unbreakable and solid bond, the music on their album is scintillating, action-packed and colourful- investigate what they have to offer and find out for yourself. With a lot of bland and boring music still being trotted out; a huge amount of musicians not pushing boundaries and limits- it is always a relief when a brave and hungry act come along. Perhaps not powerful enough to sway those that prefer Pop and Jazz sounds, the boys will at least capture some new hearts- people who seek out musical swagger and lust will love All The Best Tapes. As the year progresses, the boys are continuing to play and seduce; taking their music around The Midlands. I hope they are thinking further south: train their methodology down my way and embrace the eager and hungry fans down here. Their music translates across the country; there are plenty of venues that would promote the lads. Whilst they keep plugging and pervading, I am keen to listen (again) to All The Best Tapes- an album that never lets go of you. If the Midlands (and Stoke) have any other similarly terrific bands waiting to press through, I will say this...

KEEP them coming.

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Track Review: Dana McKeon- Street Art

TRACK REVIEW:

Dana McKeon

Street Art

9.6/10.0

Street Art is available from:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=plpvYkMT24E

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http://danamckeon.bigcartel.com/

Written & Composed by:

Dana McKeon

Produced & Recorded by:

Treana Morris, Vernon Lake, Daniel Cassar, Dana McKeon

Main Vocals & Beatbox:

Dana McKeon

Backing Vocals:

Treana Morris, Vernon Lake, Dana McKeon

Instrumentation :

Treana Morris, Vernon Lake, Dana McKeon, Daniel Cassar

Music video by:

Take 2 Entertainment

Concept & Story:

Dana McKeon, Carlos Debattista, Abigail Mallia

Director:

Abigail Mallia

Production:

Mirko Galea, Julian Calleja

Director of Photography:

Mirko Galea

Camera:

Isaac Fenech

Assistant Director:

Julian Calleja

Editing:

Abigail Mallia

Colouring:

Mirko Galea

Makeup, Hair & Body Art:

 Justin Brincat

UV & Reverse Graffiti:

Moose Curtis, Amands Ericsson

Street Art E.P. Photography by:

Pink Portico

Artwork by:

Andrea Meli

GENRES:

Pop, Soul, Beatbox-Pop, Acoustic-Folk

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Over the coming weeks, Dana McKeon will be seducing the nation's capital. Having established her name and reputation in Malta, her blend of Beatbox (and Pop-cum-Soul) beauty stands her aside from the competition. Street Art is a vibrant, bursting and uplifting song (from one of the most fascinating artists currently working). If you need a redemptive and inspiring tale; something to compel the mind and heart- look no further...

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I have been lucky enough to review a string of different...

songs, from some very diverse artists. Canadian bands that provide Grunge and Indie have sat alongside British Electro.Pop- every time a track comes to my attention I am provided with something new and alert. Giving me a chance to investigate an artist or band- in a wider sense- it also points as to what new music is coming up with. Not just contended to project the minimum of intrigue, the world's freshest and most urgent acts are to be commended- the quality coming through is quite startling. It is not just the range and diversity that is impressive- the passion and conviction summoned is breathtaking. Because of this incredible competitiveness and choice, the market is going to see quite a battle- the artists that make it to the mainstream are those that truly separate themselves aside. There are loads of Indie bands; a lot of Pop acts- our fair share of Grunge acts. When someone comes along that gives the listener something unexpected and fresh- THAT is what is going to stand them apart. My featured artist is someone I am very excited about. Hailing from Malta, it gives me a chance to return to the country- a nation that has provided Fran Galea (Chess). One of my regular review subjects, Chess is one of Malta's most distinctive and popular musicians- her stunning songs have won awards and airplay; she is going from strength-to-strength. Being a fan of Dana McKeon, Chess is familiar with her work- she has told me how impressed she is by the music and stunning effects it elicits. Keen to seek her out, I was bowled over by how approachable and friendly she is. Keen to connect with fans and followers, she is one of the nicest and warmest musicians out there- that personality is equalled by her scintillating and magnificent music. Before I introduce her to you, I want to mention (a practically unheard-of genre): Beatbox-Pop. Being a devoted boyfriend to London, I bask in the capital's warmth as much (as my wallet will allow me)- my first port-of-call is always Covent Garden. Escaping from its cramped and tourist-packed lifts, I make my way out of the tube station- if you do so during a Friday evening, you are in for a treat. Leading into the weekend, a selection of Beatbox artists play outside of the station- their freestyle and stream-of-consciousness is exhilarating and hugely entertaining. Drawing in huge crowds, the vocals are phenomenal- they rap with authority; the tics and mannerisms are perfect; the passion and flair is electrifying. Sound effects are thrown in too; the Beatbox masters provide the sound of percussion, electronics and instruments- all siphoned through their elastic and multifarious pipes. Two things stagger me (when considering them): why do we not see more of them; how come it seems male-dominated? Perhaps there are parts of London- and the world- where there are a lot of female Beatbox purveyors- around London there seems to be far more men. The genre and style is something that instantly connects with people- tourists and pedestrians stop and are entranced; they applaud widely and are caught up- it is the most immediate and gripping form of music out there. Mixing in Pop and Soul elements- to Beatboxing- can give it an extra layer of beauty and style. Drawing in mainstream and contemporary touches makes it primed for glory. There is a huge gap and space waiting to be filled- there are so few Beatbox-Pop/Soul acts being played on commercial radio, it stuns me slightly. Dana McKeon is capable of bringing about a revolution- changing attitudes and giving the world a much-needed dose of magic. Being a new follower of hers, I have been seduced and overwhelmed by Street Art- in addition to her videos and collaborations. Having performed with the likes of Bruno Mars; enticed and inspired legions of people- it seems like a matter of time before she is familiar to everyone. Before I carry on, let me introduce her to you:

"With her debut single Street Art topping the Airplay Charts in Malta and featuring on radio stations worldwide, Dana McKeon is making waves with her fresh Beatbox-Pop music. Dana is a Maltese singer-songwriter & international beatbox pioneer, having officially represented Malta and single-handedly putting the island on the Worldwide Beatbox Map. Dana's music is a unique display of genre-fusion and versatility, showcasing world-class vocal percussion techniques, a captivating voice and synchronised multi-instrumentalisation. Her musical ventures have taken her all around Europe, with performances ranging from intimate, high-profile acoustic gigs to large-scale concerts where she got to turn up the volume for audiences of up to 5000, both solo and alongside her band." Top Gig Listings Duke of Edinburgh Award Forum, 2012​ ft HRH Prince Edward, the Countess of Wessex & the President of Malta The 2012 Paralympics, London Coca-Cola Beatbox stage Runway Gibraltar, 2013 | Runway Malta, 2012​​​ MTV Malta Music Week, 2010 World Beatbox Battle Convention, 2010 Malta Music Awards & Bay Music Awards​ Various festivals in the UK, Sweden, Germany, Finland & Malta Track Record: Female finalist (ranked #5) @ 2012 World Beatbox Championships Female Vice-Champion @ 2012 & 2013 UK Beatbox Champs 1st place @ 2008 University of Malta's Singer-Songwriter Showcase

Quite a stunning C.V. from one of most beautiful and talented musicians in the world. With the likes of McKeon putting Beatbox firmly on the map, she is capable of recruiting a mass of new followers- for anyone that may balk at the idea, then listen closely. If you have encountered street performers and their art- not been impressed by it- do not assume that McKeon is just the same. She has the phenomenal talent and ability; her music goes deeper and aims wider- marrying Pop, Folk and Soul into her cannon- the sounds she offers are as fully-rounded and stunning as any you will hear. That central Beatbox core is what gives the music such an urgent and vibrant grip- every note and lyric is nailed into your brain. In various reviews I have been complaining about some mainstream artists- how impersonal and detached they are. With little regard for their fans, they provide no transparency- regressing into the shadows, they are not exactly warm and welcoming. For this reason, you do not get a full impression of an artist- their music is the only source of biography. Dana McKeon is someone who appreciates the importance of connection- ensuring her music is available far and wide, she is one of the most open artists I have seen. With an official website that is bold and informative, the first image you see is her smiling face- the synonym and definition of her artistry. Wanting to ensure her sounds gain exposure and representation, Street Art is a song that sets the tone- a dazzling and unmatched display of raw talent. It is a song that you are hard-pressed to compare with any others; such is its distinction, the track will never shift from your mind- you repeat it just to get a grip of things; understand and take in all it has to offer. The Street Art E.P. is going to be the chance for the world to witness McKeon in her full glory- it will contain the same sort of treats and sounds as its self-titled lead-single. With new music providing a lot of great sounds, McKeon is going to be one of the biggest names to watch- her future is going to be very bright. Commentators on YouTube have provided ample praise for Street Art; reviewers and listeners have been keen to highlight its wonder- if is a fresh and sizzling cut from one of the country's most promising and inspirational artists.

Street Art- the single and E.P.- sees McKeon collaborating and drawing in various instruments and sounds- it is the first example of our heroine going out on her own. Her singular and distinct personality is what comes through sharply; the true testament of an incredibly hungry and talented artist- it is worth looking back and seeing where she came from. In her past, McKeon has collaborated with a number of different artists- lending her voice to other musicians' tracks. A few months back, McKeon collaborated with DJ Pioneer and TJ. Renowned in the underground and House scene, McKeon lent her vocals to the track Circles. Backed by some entrancing and insistent beats, our heroine puts her soulful blends into the mix. The song catches you with its energy and sense of passion. The lyrics see her drawing someone close in- they are not close enough; she seductively entrances them forth. Alluring and tender, the vocal is terrifically standout and impressive- it backs wonderfully with the insatiable and gripping beat. After the swelling and punchy intro, that sense of drive and relentlessness continues- providing a mixture of danger-cum-serenity. McKeon's smooth and gorgeous vocal makes every word stick and resonate. Being one of her last words- before Street Art- is gave the world a taste of what she is capable of. Previous to that, McKeon played at Beat Box/Sofar London (#618). A live performance recording, Hip-Hop sounds begin a rushing and instant turn. Intoxicating and mind-melting vocal projections grab you right from the start. Our heroine's Beatbox rushes and mannerisms are a wonder to behold- her frantic and unpredictable delivery is like few you have ever heard. Her voice summons the sounds of Trance beats; Hip-Hop percussions and trumpets- an entire urban orchestra is elicited. Drawing in some samples of James Brown, it is a mixtape of captivating scintillation- staccato and syncopated; pulverising and intense, you can not ignore her glory. Cinematic and epic; operatic and tender, McKeon demonstrates just why she is just a huge name. The same sort of flair and talent that made her name in London; hypnotised the London crowd- the reaction she gains (at the end) is ecstatic. Between this recording- and her collaboration- you get a full sense of what McKeon is capable of- the Beatbox luster and energy; the soulful and Pop-inspired passion. These threads and strands are tied together in Street Art. Beatbox beats are what we hear at the top- our heroine lets her vocals offer some percussion. The track has a wonderful fresh and contemporary vibe- the vocal draws in some elements of Ellie Goulding and her peers; that warm and bird-like beauty shines. With a clear and concise delivery, the words speak of redemptiveness and uplift- our heroine is effusive and elliptical throughout. Looking at ambitions (and not limiting your mind), the song urges the listener to look inside themselves and unleash their potential- let their colours come out onto the canvas. Employing metaphors and literal scenes, the song is a gripping and layered example from a brilliant young talent- someone who has huge mainstream potential. Street Art is the sort of song that could be on rotation at Radio One and Two- in addition to some of the underground and specialised radio stations. Drawing in her Beatbox majesty and distinctions, it is a full-bodied assault on the senses- you are caught up in the light and charm that comes out. It is a confident cut from our heroine- something that develops from her earlier days. Before Street Art, McKeon had built her name and performed with a range of artists- there was little chance to see her fully-rounded personality come out on its own. With the single giving the public a glimpse of the Maltese star, it shows a great leap forward. Few acts are that vibrant and confident out of the blocks- most go in with cover versions and restrained performances. McKeon showcases instant authority and direction- she has cemented a sound that blends sights of the mainstream with underground Beatbox swathes- the fusion gives the music such a distinct and incomparable edge. The rest of Street Art (the E.P.) will see this developed and built- the tracks will augment this pride and passion. The future is likely to see McKeon's multi talents emphasised and experimented with. Being such a vocal force, she has unlimited potential- she can bend her voice and make it sound natural in any setting. Just as home in Jazz and Soul and Pop and Electro., she has so much room for maneuver. This will lead to a very exciting and tantalising future- if she does put out an album, who knows what will come forth? Few artists have so much potential and promise: McKeon is an act that will be making music for years to come; making sure her sounds reach as many people as possible. The early signs are encouraging and prosperous- off of the back of a few recordings, so many people are lining up to pay tribute to her. With growing social media numbers, we clearly have a star in our midst- make sure you get in on the ground level.

When thinking about other artists- that inspire McKeon- I am faced with a difficult task. Most acts usually have some obvious influences; our heroine is so distinct, that there are few that I can point to. When her voice instills Pop beauty and soulful passion, I catch hints of Ellie Goulding. When reviewing Nina Schofield- last time out- I caught glimmers of Goulding in her music. McKeon has that same arresting beauty and urgency (Goulding possesses). When thinking about the best comparison, one should look at Halcyon- Goulding's most recent example. On that album, she showed her epic, luxurious and insistent voice- it made all of the tracks compelling and nuanced. The album looks at a variety of topics and ruminations- from young love through to uplifting the soul; it is a deep and rounded album. Appealing to young listeners and older alike, it hit hard with the critics. McKeon has a similar talent and gift. Her voice has that richness and huge impressiveness; she presents myriad themes and scenes- aims to welcome as many people in as she can. Able to move and shift sounds and genres- within the space of a verse in some cases- she showcases a similar mobility and innovation. Big choruses and huge hooks add weight and measure to her voice- the well-crafted and perfected songs show such detail and colour. Goulding's voice has emphatic sweetness and tenderness- she is as authoritative when introverting as she is bellowing and rallying against the world. The vocal- from Goulding- warbles and strings itself out; original and striking, it really stands out in your thoughts. McKeon incorporates a measure of Goulding's sounds and style; tying it around her own unique and tailored pipes- seamlessly and deftly drawing in melodicism and vibrancy. With McKeon's voice being high in the mix; the compositional elements consist of cut-up fragments and samples- you can a bit of Halcyon offer itself up. The same way Goulding experimented with sounds and genres; manipulated her voice to elicit the greatest effect- that is what impressed reviewers most. Gargantuan synth. stylings and long-form anthems were contained within Halcyon- McKeon compresses this potency into Street Art. Pulsating buoyancy, crisp beats and enigma makes Goulding such a huge prospect- to my mind, McKeon is even more mesmeric. Before I highlight a few other influences- and relevant names to Dana herself- a couple of Hip/Trip-Hop names come to my thoughts. Portishead and Massive Attack are two legends of the '90s Trip-Hop/Dance scene. Portishead are mentioned because of their experimentation and stylisations. Their self-titled album is dark and dangerous; deep and trippy; it is a collection of songs that demand your attention. The dreamlike qualities the band infuse in the album emphasise all of the numbers- transcend them beyond the ordinary. Beth Gibbons's emotive and Siren voice floats in the mix and haunts the listener- beautifully working with the captivating backing. McKeon instills plenty of drama, atmosphere and fascination into her music. Perhaps not as disturbed and dark as Portishead- or Dummy for that matter- but it does match the band's sense of ambition and assuredeness. McKeon mixes sounds and samples- often created by her own voice- to whip up a heady and psychotropic atmosphere- with her gorgeous and rainbow voice, our heroine perfectly blends darker and more intense undertones with sweeter highs. When thinking about Massive Attack, their Mezzanine album strikes my thoughts. If you look at songs like Inertia Creeps, the range of effects, sounds and eerie atmospherics make it a standout cut- I can apply these considerations to McKeon. When hearing our heroine Beatbox and enthrall crowds, her voice elicits electronic instruments; takes in Hip and Trip-Hop elements; fuses dark and seedy undertones with electronic light- she is a Massive Attack album all in one! That earthy and ethereal blend- on Mezzanine- is pulled off due to some hugely talented performers. McKeon is as gifted as all the performers on that album; her ear and eye for texture and rhythm is expert and assured- few other artists have such an ability to melt so many different sounds and styles into a single song. Two female singers- that came to mind- are Nelly Furtado and Lana Del Rey. Furtado's debut album Whoa, Nelly! was a staggering and incredible debut release. The music on the album is multicultural and relentlessly upbeat- heartfelt and hopeful, it is designed to put the listener is a better mood. Furtado's restless vocalisations see her scat and rap; she rapidly repeats and bends notes- melismas come out when the moment calls for it. McKeon reminds me of the audacious songwriter (in Furtado). On Whoa, Nelly! you hear notes bent and contorted; she is bare-naked and honest- laying her emotions out it is a frank and soul-bleeding album. McKeon is a like-minded and nurtured act: she does not have the same over-eagerness and naivety (as Furtado)- possessing more confidence and concision. McKeon's curriculum pull together exotic hybrids and cosmopolitan sounds- together with the vibes and beats of the street. That rare fusion is what sets the starlet aside (from her peers); Furtado's huge worldwide grasp made her album such a varied and jam-packed thing- one that housed multiple genres. Juxtaposing surreal sounds, Furtado instantly marked herself out; some found it quirky and endearing, others took time to wrap their heads around things- McKeon is likely to strike a chord much more instantly. Another female singer- a bit more modern and relevant- is Lana Del Rey. If you look at Del Rey's Born to Die album (released in 2012); the magnificent melodies and superbly-crafted Pop songs were made for radio- few tracks pushed the listener away. Whilst Del Rey is more laconic and somnambulistic, McKeon elicits her own ethereal beauty with power and grace. Del Rey- criticised for being a "pneumatic marionette"- was able to haunt and seduce; her songs dug deep into the soul and caused huge results. McKeon is a most more assured and confident artist; she is ready to play and means serious business- the slightest hint of Del Rey is incorporated. When McKeon's sweetness and spectral sides come out, you can detect embers of Del Rey- the similar sense of passion and serenity comes out. A trio of artists- that have meant a lot to our heroine- are James Brown, Bobby McFerrin and Tracy Chapman. Encapsulating a wealth of soulfulness and powerful prowess, the distinct singers have inspired a lot of McKeon's current movements. If you listen to James Brown albums like In the Jungle Groove; that disc it is profoundly funky and upbeat- one of the finest albums from the Godfather of Soul. An exceptional and unparalleled band leader, Brown showed his chops as a sonic innovator and rhythmic guider. The way he bends notes, introduces tics and effects; powers through lines and verses is exhilarating and exhausting. Inspiring millions of Hip-Hop followers, the album transcended boundaries and barriers- spoke to a whole new generation. I can hear Brown in McKeon- when hearing her live testaments, that same irresistible and unquenchable power and control is evident. The dance workout and unstoppable grooves stand up to the test of time- Brown is an artist that has inspires legions of new artists. McKeon has that flair, drive and panache- when she is solo, she commands presence and grips the audience; a natural-born leader, you know how much music means to her. Bobby McFerrin's legendary reputation for vocal acrobatics can be applied to McKeon. McFerrin could switch from bass notes to falsetto- virtuoso displays that made his music so distinct. Listen to albums like The Voice and you see this come out with force- one of the finest vocal albums of all-time. McKeon has a huge talent for octave-jumping and transformations- her Beatbox work is a paragon of experimentation and expectation-defiance. Tracy Chapman is an artist that must have inspired- our heroine's- young mind. The emotional resonance that comes out- on Chapman's self-titled album- mixed with modern and relevant scenes (compiled around classic production values). Chapman displayed activism and gutsy performances; keenly observed writing make the songs timeless and genre-defying. The beautiful Folk and Pop meltings can be heard on McKeon's latest cut. Our heroine's ability to pen modern-day gems and slice-of-life codas find their lineage in the work of Chapman- completed by astonishing vocal conviction and you have an artist that could be a modern-day comparable. All of these examples give you some background and reference- McKeon is so distinct that you will struggle to hear anyone else come out in her voice. The way she commingles vocalised beats and Pop lyricism aside one another is an endeavour few attempt- she should provide guidance for up-and-coming stars.

All of this brings us to the key coal point: Street Art. The song has been gathering a great deal of praise and fervency; its video has impressed YouTube viewers with its original storyline and incredible scenes- its reverse-graffiti tableau is not often covered. A yearning and aching electronic yawn brings the track into life. Accompanied by McKeon's powerful and Beatbox percussion, the vocal divinity starts to come into effect- it is a stunning open to the song; it does not go in with too much force; plenty of intrigue and curiosity is elicited. Soul-inspired serenity makes the sonic elements seep into your consciousness; you are relaxed and calmed by the swaying smoothness (of the electronics); arrested and stood up by the firecracker beats. Our heroine steps to the microphone, with an enlivened and gorgeous vocal. With a smattering of Ellie Goulding's choral beauty, it is a sharp and stunning sound- imbued with passion, force and urgency. McKeon speaks to her friends; a subject is being addressed as she implores "Tip-toe, stay low"- the cops are near-by; if (her subject) gets caught then they are going to go to jail. Given the song's title and street scenes, one instantly feels that graffiti has been crated- mistaking it for vandalism, you can hear the echo of the sirens forthcoming. If the song's focal point is locked away, they will never get to see the day when they can realise their ambitions- everything will be squandered and wasted. The vocal projection means the words trip and flow; the gorgeous and effective delineation gives the early moments a terrific flow and consistent energy. Propelled and supported by insistent and punchy beats, the track grows in meaning and stature- with every new word, you are given a new piece of the puzzle. The hero will lose; ruin things because they "can't let go." Early impressions revolve around that song title. Our hero is painting the city with tags and unique designs; choosing to project their art on concrete walls- it is going to see them taken off of the streets and behind bars. Capable of so much more- by embracing the street and respecting it- they have the chance for freedom and development- scenes and thoughts of love are tempted in. Whether literally referring to graffiti (or the colourful and lasting impressions of heartache), McKeon cleverly keeps the full truth bridled and enclosed. One part of you looks at graffiti murals and boys running from the police; the other sees someone heartbroken and bereft. Defining the limits of his mind, the hero is encouraged to let their personality shine- go out onto the streets and project the colours of his soul. Advising not to "sleep at night" more tantilisation and intrigue is proffered forth- some ambiguity teases the creative mind. Whether encouraging the song's hero to go out and literally paint- or as a metaphor for embracing the people and sounds of the city- you are left to imagine. That drive towards dream-fulfillment and ambitions comes through blindingly: our heroine's voice is filled with so much passion and drive you cannot ignore the potency of the words. With a great melodic sound, an upbeat and rousing chorus, it is not long until the song starts to become infectious and irresistible. At night, there is no time for sleep- there is so much quiet and solitude; the chance is there to work. Such a black-and-white city- you wonder if London is being referred to- there is incentive to make it sparkle. Picking up the palette of colours, the hero- or heroine: my apologies- is pushed to go forth and be overcome. The green lights provide inspiration and spikes the mind- the way the lines are delivered make them sound elementary and completely essential. Some thoughts are syncopated in a flow; others stuttered and carefully deployed- that range of considerations makes the track fresh and unpredictable. The city is a canvas that is waiting for something fresh and daring- someone to come along and liven it up. Every boring shade and concrete pertinence has the potential to be transmogrified and reborn- the sheer delight and passion McKeon gives to her lyrics makes you wonder if she is referring to herself. That hunger and soulful passion mingles Goulding-esque delivery with something much more unique- when the pulsating rhythmic beats are uttered; it can be nobody else but Dana McKeon. Colours focus highly on the song's lyric rostra: the heroine uses them as metaphors and jumping-off points- the hero is 'blue' inside and has a chance to change that. The unique and spellbinding mixture of shades makes the song sound so different and refreshing- you are as captured by the different colours as you are the scenes unfolding. The hero has so much ambition and inner longing, that repression is threatening to explode. Dreams and talent should not be denied; a person's true self should not be denied- McKeon is providing social commentary and relevance; the likes of which Tracy Chapman would be proud. When the chorus swings back around, the meanings and truths start to come through with clarity. Wrapped up in the addictive and insatiable appetite of the vocal, you start to sense that things will change- the song's focus will rebel and paint the city with colours. It is terrific how the mind stays split and open: to a degree I was thinking that love is being assessed; someone has been heartbroken and being advised to go out there and not give up. Taken literally, the song could refer equally to art as music itself- with the big cities lacking necessary bite and vitality; the opportunity is there for the most talented and original to make their mark. Refreshingly ambitious and fresh, the song is mesmeric enough to draw in multitudes of fans- it is not just reserved for the younger Pop-orientated minds. Juxtaposing my earliest impressions, our heroine decries the lack of tolerance and acceptance- the graffiti is "fleeting." Being eradicated and discouraged, it was providing true meaning and purpose; the subjugation and repression is leading to anxiety and heartache. With the likes of London distinctly grey and samey- beautiful but not bright- there is ample room for some multifarious inputs; eye-catching deigns would lend an original and much-needed flavour to the skylines. The original sinner is the vigilante of London- the one who roams at night seeking fresh canvases. Musical and personal ambitions are encouraged: on a level you sense that the song may have a lot of personal relevance; McKeon is representing herself to a small degree. With so much narrowly-defined and constricted musicians out there, her potent and startling voice is the spark of light needed- the antidote to the miasma of the mainstream. Enraptured in the charm and swirl of the composition- it packs in a myriad of notes and injections- the vocal rides highest. Sweet and passionate; inflamed and climbing, it is a magnificent performance. While the final moments approach, you get another taste of that Beatbox rawness- a perfect conclusion to a tale that has its heart on the city streets. You wonder whether a satisfactory resolution was arrived at; if the hero managed to overcome forces and add colour to the night. Such is the curiosity and fascination presented, you are left speculating and theorising- I would like to think that thinks worked out for the best. It is that deliriously beautiful and elliptical vocal that makes the song such a treat for the ears- the way the lines are delivered takes your breath away. With enough urgency and quality to sit alongside this year's most addictive songs, Street Art is a track that has no limits- you will be listening to it when you need inspiration and necessary boost. Spirited, defiant and uplifting, it is what the music world needs right now.

With music lacking necessary economy and prosperity, it is terrific to see what new music is promoting- the likes of Dana McKeon are going to be names of the future. Having been intoxicated and mesmerised by her Beatbox work- that utterly disengaging and overwhelming sound- I could not wait to investigate Street Art. If the rest of the E.P. has the same flair and memorability- as the title cut- then it will represent one of the most potent opening moves of any new artist. Being Maltese and a proponent of Beatbox-Pop, McKeon already stands out- how many others do you know that promise this same diversity and combination? With heart-melting looks and a voice that could stop traffic, it seems our heroine should be formulating plans- I hope a lot more music is in her mind. Street Art is a song that makes you smile- simple as that. With impassioned and insatiable vocals; a huge and all-encompassing melody- you get a track that hits you instantly. Revealing treats and hidden treasures upon future listens, the track is a studded and glistening number- something that has put me in a much better mood. Before I get down to specifics- highlighting particular standout elements- I will wrap up the song evaluation. The lyrics have a unique and ever-relevant voice- looking towards desires and dream fulfillment; they are strange in their redemptiveness. Few artists project something inspiring and positive- it makes McKeon a fresh and unexpected treat. Tight and focused, Street Art covers a huge amount of ground; unveils a lot of story and development- keeps you gripped from beginning to end. Backed and bolstered by a huge and life-affirming chorus, it is going to be a track that will set many dancefloors alive. Like Nina Schofield, Dana McKeon has an authority when it comes to Pop and melody- able to summon up a magisterial amount of energy and joy, it is great to see these innovators come through. Few tracks possess so much heart, soul, grit and passion- the key components for every great song. It will be interesting to see what else Street Art offers up- whether the remaining tracks are packed with the same sparks and fascinations. Kudos must go to McKeon herself: a clear star with a big future, her endless authority and conviction defines the song. Elevating it to rarefied heights, that insatiable and gorgeous voice gives the song smile, charm and kick- when her vocals portray beats and Beatbox, she is equally potent. A skilled and intelligent songwriter, there is nothing juvenile and inexperienced being offered- Street Art is a song that is instilled with maturity and a terrific amount of skill. Able to unify genres like Pop, Trip-Hop and Urban; our heroine is a daring and mesmeric talent. These are the very early days; the moments where personality and ambition are starting to build- the ensuing years will see just how much potential and longevity McKeon has. Judging her first solo effort, things seem to be very rosy indeed- it is clear the Maltese star has an unending passion for what she does. I wonder whether the audiences and crowds compel and inspire her- if the creative output is the reciprocity from the enraptured reception (she receives). Let us hope that our heroine does not relent touring; brings her music to the masses- I for one need to catch her in her natural environment. Having obtained just a few sides to McKeon, her E.P. will expand her promise and sound- the public will get the chance to witness something quite compelling and spectacular. I hope that the likes of McKeon inspire new songwriters to do things in a similar way: break away from predictable avenues and do something different with music. When you open your imagination and infuse originality, the results are quite stunning.

Hopefully I have provided a good overview of Dana McKeon- as well as Street Art. Her name and profile is starting to gain some serious momentum- the amount of supporters she is gaining shows you just how hard her music is resonating. Already a big name in her native Malta, McKeon has played all around Europe- performing to various-sized crowds, she has been very busy indeed. Over the coming months, our heroine will be playing throughout the U.K.- including a host of gigs around London. The capital is providing some of the world's most distinct and exciting urban and street acts- artists that take Rap, Hip-Hop and R 'n' B- providing a new spin and sense of adventure. With so few Beatbox artists around- fewer that mix in Pop, Folk and Soul into it- we need to embrace and promote acts like McKeon. Her talent and authority is hard to deny; there are few artists that sound so confident and assured. Mixing in lyrics that make you think and assess situations; topics that delve deep and take their soul into myriad avenues- Street Art is a thought-provoking and gripping song. The perfect introduction to a wonderful E.P., we are being given a chance to witness one of the nation's best young talents showcase her work- the next few years are going to be exciting and prosperous. I am not sure where McKeon will head from here. Having a huge draw in Malta and around Europe, it is clear she will be touring and gigging internationally- who knows what markets will come calling. Having a contemporary flair and multitudinous sound, I would not be shocked to see her transcend to the U.S.- there are plenty of venues and stations that would eat her music up. For that matter, large parts of Australia and South America would welcome her in- the potential she has is immense. Perhaps wanting to keep her feet planted (for now), McKeon is watching the effect Street Art has on people- its striking and unforgettable video scores a song that is as insistent and memorable as any I have heard in a long while. One of the best things about my reviewing role is being exposed to genres and forms of music I would not usually seek out- highlighting sounds that are not widely played and pervaded. That mix of multiple instruments; stunning vocal projection and spellbinding technique makes all of McKeon's output sound elementary and absolutely vital. Being so close to London, I have no excuse for missing out on the live experience- seeing our heroine in the flesh and seducing crowds. Make sure you investigate Street Art in its full glory; snap up the E.P. too- keep Dana McKeon at the top of your thoughts. Before I go, I want to focus again on Beatbox and the genre- a style of music that we need to hear more of. It may not be to everybody's taste, but that is not to say we should ignore its impact- too many people turn their noses up without giving it a chance. Assuming it is going to be uninspired and jarring, they tend to bridle and pull away. In order to broaden your mind and welcome in something new, you have to be brave and bold- take a chance on music and give it a fair shout. After investigating Street Art, I have been inspired to check out similar acts and sounds- delve deep into the history of the form. McKeon infuses elements of Pop and Soul; beauty and passion sit alongside insistent and vibrant beats- all backed by her inspiring and incredible voice. With a multifaceted ability (few others possess), she is going to have a huge future. Collaborating with other artists means that an album may be in her thoughts- she has enough drive and potential to turn in an incredibly striking and varied L.P. Again, I shall not get ahead of myself- instead just let you focus on the here and now. For those that bury your heads in confined and samey sounds; are nervous about embracing something unexpected and unfamiliar- do not let your mind shrink and contract. One listen of Street Art and you are hooked in; our heroine wants to embrace and welcome as many listeners as possible. An artist that is so warm and open should not be left to chance and serendipity; she is making some huge impressions right now- make sure you do not let Dana McKeon get away...

EMBRACE her instead.

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Track Review: Nina Schofield- Over It Under It

TRACK REVIEW:

Nina Schofield

Over It Under It

9.5/10.0

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RELEASED: 07 April 2014

TRACKLISTING: Over It Under It Colours Everytime We Touch Breakaway

GENRES: Pop, Electro.-Pop, Soul _______________________________________________________

Her E.P. Colours is one of the finest records produced in 2014: a vibrant and passionate representation of a young woman with huge potential. Nina Schofield unveils one of the E.P.'s finest cuts- Over It Under It unites the catchiness and melody of Pop; the deep emotions of Soul; the shimmering beauty of the likes of Tori Amos and Ellie Goulding. Here is a talent that should not be overlooked

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HAVING spent the past few days reviewing musicians from Canada...

it is good to be back on home soil- featuring an artist I am very familiar with. Nina Schofield is someone I have reviewed previously- when her Colours E.P. dropped I was keen to get to work. It is great to see so many great female solo artists come through: each offer something unique and different; their own projection and personality- Nina Schofield is among the most talented and striking around. Her music is emotional: with resilience and strength, she mixes defiance with tenderness- bringing the listener into her deeply personal heart. I will touch more on Schofield's music- and her thought process- but will raise one issue: the solo market. Having consecrated my attentions towards bands- over the past week- I am reflecting on something more insular and unique- the music proffered by solo acts. The likes of La Roux have stamped out some of 2014's most distinct and stunning albums- the solo market is offering phenomenal works. As well as the boys are doing, it is the female side of the market that is impressing me most. In the mainstream, there are some terrifically confident and distinct artists emanating forth; each one seems to be in a league of their own- the realms of new music are providing even greater anticipation. Having assessed quite a few different (female solo acts), I am stunned by the audacious conviction and passion that comes through- with each new artist I take away something different; find myself inspired and surprised. The U.K. is hosting quite a few of the best and brightest in the world- from Soul-based divas to hypnotising Electro.-Pop mistresses; this country is showcasing just what is coming through. The next year will (hopefully) see some of our finest talent transcend to the mainstream; get their just rewards and hear their music put on a pedestal- the sheer effort and hard work they put in (to their craft) should see them succeed. Of all the artists I see coming through, Schofield is one of the most worthy and impressive. Few modern artists work harder than she does- having toured extensively this year, she is still going out and bringing her music to fresh and new crowds. Being familiar with her E.P. Colours- and having reviewed it- I can pay testament to just how amazing and full the music is. Drawing in influences of some of her idols- wrapped inside her distinct and original voice- you get terrific tracks that speak to every listener- few are going to be immune to the potency and weight of their majesty. Instilling lashings of flair, urgency and heartfelt sentiment (into her songs), Schofield mixes myriad themes and emotions- digging deeper than most of the contemporaries. Before I go into more depth, let me introduce my featured artist to you:

 Keys and Vocals- Nina Schofield Guitar - Rob Harral/Chris Swan Bass - Ollie Chipchase Drums - James Birt/Pete Brazier/Callum Swift

"To mix thoughtful and catchy songs with a uniquely arresting voice and breathtaking beauty is a classic recipe for pop success. But singer/songwriter Nina has also shown a mature determination to achieve an international career. Classically trained and having successfully completed a Degree in Vocal Performance at the Academy of Contemporary Music she has done a great deal of professional work to widespread acclaim. Known as a singer from her early years she has performed in public since the age of 16. Nina was delighted to be invited to perform at the Montreux Jazz Festival, sharing the bill with the likes of Black Eyed Peas, Seal, Lily Allen, Jeff Beck, Gnarls Barkley and Ben's Brother. Since then, she has continued to perform live as well as working closely with internationally noted Producer Richard Niles (Sir Paul McCartney, Ray Charles, Mariah Carey, Kylie Minogue, Westlife, Tom Jones) with whom she has already produced two singles. She has worked in collaboration with musicians such as Richard Cottle (David Bowie, Seal, Tina Turner), the famous photographer Angelo Valentino (Kate Moss, Naomi Campbell, Usher) and one of America's hottest designers, Arianna Power (Kayne West, Estelle, Metro Station). Nina has performed her songs at venues across the UK such as The Buxton Dome, The Stoke Mandeville Stadium for the Paralympics Torch Lighting Event and many festivals. She was given the honour of singing at a British war hero's funeral at Winchester Cathedral and has since taken a passionate interest in supporting British troops including composing a beautifully moving song, “Slow Down Soldier” performed in support of Help for Heroes. The song reached number 4 in the iTunes Singer/Songwriter charts, overtaking both Damien Rice and Eva Cassidy. As well as supporting John Power (The La's/Cast) on two occasions, she has taken part in the semi-finals of the BBC Radio 2 Young Folk Awards. Radio airplay includes coverage by local stations such as Win FM, and, in addition to recorded plays, live studio performances for BBC Southern Counties Radio on South Live (syndicated across the southern counties), BBC Solent Radio, Hampshire and Guildford University Radio, Surrey. In addition to interviews on local TV, Nina recorded with the ACM Gospel Choir as aired on the BBC2 TV show “Genius” in March 2009 and was a featured artist on the Channel 5 advert for "Don't Stop Believing" with Emma Bunton in a national campaign."

A lot had happened in the last few years (for Nina). In addition to releasing an E.P., Schofield has been touring far and wide- she has been taking her Colours across the nation. Playing to crowds as diverse as school children and pub goers, all have been seduced and enthralled by her incredible live performances. Schofield aims to make her music as big and atmospheric as possible- she takes dark subjects and adds lightness and heart to them. In spite of having suffered heartache and upheaval, Schofield makes sure her music connects with people- her beautifully impassioned style and intelligently deep lyrics resonate with fans and listeners. Inspired by current acts like Ellie Goulding, Temper Trap and Lea Michelle; Schofield has her ear to the ground of current music- mixing in various sounds into her palette- separating herself aside from the majority of singer-songwriters. Schofield has never had a plan B: music is what she has always wanted to do; this conviction and drive has led to some incredible releases. Since 2010, our heroine has been producing music and collaborating with other artists- it is her dedication and consistency that makes her such a special treat. Spending her days glued to piano; melodies falling down on her, Schofield immerses herself in music- you can tell that few other things in life matter as much. Growing up in a musical household, Schofield was inoculated and entranced by various artists- enforcing her young mind and inspiring her path. She is going to be touring for the rest of the summer; absorbing all that new music has to offer- and the mainstream too- and soaking all those elements in- the sounds that our heroine produces draws in a wide range of different threads and considerations. With Colours gaining so much support and momentum, Over It Under It is being snapped up and paid tribute- it is also one of Schofield's favourite tracks. It is clear that a lot more music is going to come from her; with an unending and indefatigable passion for what she does, sounds are always being put out- every day new ideas and touches are being added. With so few of her peers possessing such a drive and determination, the next year will surely see Schofield go from strength to strength- new and illustrious tour dates; fresh releases; promising new endeavours. Knowing Nina personally, it is great to see her so full of life and fortitude- nothing will stand in the way of her goals and dreams.

Schofield's current endeavours arrive off of the back of a prosperous and busy history- the young artist has covered a lot of ground and been very prolific. In additioin to collaborating (with other acts), our heroine has produced a lot of original material. The songs Slow Down Solider (released in 2010) and He Said She Said (released in 2011) both featured on the 2011 album Drifting- other tracks from that album were also released. Having investigated the album I was impressed by how strong and meaningful (Schofield is) right from the off. That distinct and solidified personality is already developed- there were no nerves or anxiety (on her debut L.P.). It's Impossible sees revenge and retribution in mind- the track skips and trips with meaning and menace- the vocal is strong and soulful. Showcasing influences of Kate Bush- in the composition- there is a pleasing familiarity and classic Pop edge. With a resolute and focused flair, the song is the perfect opening track. The title track is grander and more sweeping- taking more time, our heroine stands strong and is in emphatic mood. Backed by strings and classic oeuvres, the song is lush and full-bodied- the mixture of romance and strength make it an instant draw. This Time shows Schofield presenting a ripe and fresh gem: a track you could see Ellie Goulding or Foxes cover, it is a big and mesmerising stamp of authority- compounded by that distinctly operatic vocal turn. Poppy and electric; spright and gritty, our heroine mingles multiple genres- underpinnings of R 'n' B and Electronica sit with Pop and Indie layers. Movie scenes and crowded rooms comer to view; Schofield's gift for storytelling and projection puts the listener in the heart of the song- you are captured by its charms and honesty. Mr. Nice Guy is lighter and more restrained- in the initial stages. Fettled and controlled, Schofield lets her softer side come through- the big and imperious chorus takes the track up a level. I Should Be Happy sees our heroine reflecting and thankful: if she falls and crashes to the ground, her friends will rally round- it is the most redemptive and inspiring track of the album. Instilling quirkiness and distinctly eccentric delivery, Schofield beautifully sprinkles elements of Never for Ever-era Kate Bush with shades of The Killers. Staggered by the breadth and ambition on Drifting, Schofield proved what a strong songwriter she is- at such a young age, it is staggering to see how much quality is on display. Showing no weak moments, it is a potent and compelling collection. Since then, I think she has improved- her confidence has risen and her songs are deeper and more layered. Backing away from avenues of Bush and the like, Schofield's voice sounds more developed and matured- she has child-like sweetness, but imbues more soul and nuance into her delivery. Colours sports an emphatic and uplifting title track. It is here where the transformation begins- with urgent and emphatic vocals, it is a standout track. Smoother and more serene (than previous offerings) our heroine indulges her silky and slinky corners; presents melodic and soulful sweetness- take that powerful chorus into consideration and you will not get the song out of your head. More extroverted and assured, Schofield is less introspective and heartbroken- the club-ready delirium (of the multiple layers) makes it a hugely impressive adventure. The likes of La Roux are portraying similar-sounding numbers- considering her album Trouble In Paradise is such a gem, that tells you all you need to know. Possessing equal authority and talent, Everytime We Touch keeps momentum strong. Sweeping and romantic, the ballad has sexy and seductive edges. Electro. beats make sure it has harder and primal lingerings; a stunningly addictive cut- it is a song as suitable for the summer beaches as it is late-night club scenes. Breakaway is introverted and emotional. Tender and delicate, you are caught up in the sheer beauty of the song. Our heroine looks at the world- if you need to find space and focus, then get away from things; ensure you make time for yourself. Coming from the diary pages of our heroine, it is like she is letting you into the world- giving the listener something intimate and personal (as well as) universal and endlessly relevant. The entire E.P. is assured and fascinating- it builds off of Schofield's incredible start and adds more power and beauty. Having augmented and galvanised her voice; increased her lyrical and compositional range- our heroine is at her most inspired and positive. Over It Under It is a rushing and catchy tune- an insatiable jam that looks at ego trips and proclivious figures. Showcasing a desire for tightness and focus, the track covers a lot of ground (in little time)- the song's direct and unabated drive makes sure the listener is fully on board. All of this points to a very bright next few years. Schofield gets more confident and impressive with each release- it will be phenomenal to see what she comes up with next.

Schofield is an artist that has a very particular and specialised personality. Showing an originality and distinction, she is among a small number of truly different musicians- those not indebted to anyone else. If you are looking for inspirations and some undertones (of other acts) I can recommend a few names. The first I will provide is Kate Bush. The queen of all music (in my view), I extrapolate and detect some of Bush's quirk and cuteness in Schofield- the two share the ability to bend and seduce words; provide lustful atmosphere and magic with scant effort. In terms of an album reference point (from Bush) the finest example is Never for Ever. That album remains a classic because of the range of songs- the spectrum covered is hugely impressive. The strange and beguiling power of Babooshka sits with the haunting and breathtaking Army Dreamers- where Bush mutates her voice from growling and tripping (on the former) to child-like and crystalline (the latter). Bush sounds more confident and solid here- after The Kick Inside gained mixed feedback. The dramatics and theatrical deliveries define the songs' perfections- rather than coming across as absurd and Muse-like- giving the album such a weight. The curvatures she puts into her voice make overt seriousness gripping and convincing; flights-of-fancy measured and controlled- when he voice pirouettes and dances, it never spirals recklessly. Schofield is a similarly impressive talent. Her voice springs and tip-toes; she can go from low and guttural smoothness to pin-sharp and howling execrations- every shade and colour she proffers seems elementary and divine. Bush tailored her vocal acrobatics around simple and storybook themes- Babooshka's motherly instinct were made golden with that peculiarly addictive vocal performance. Schofield's artistry and personality has some background in Bush's 1980 diamond- Colours draws some inspiration from Hounds of Love (Bush's defining moment). When Schofield lets her Pop side out it may be closer to Never for Ever- when dramatised and emotive, Hounds of Love seems to come through. The album showcased fear, anxiety and curiosity- revolving around tales of love, Bush managed to unite these diverse and disparate themes. Making people dance to the sound of a rusty pipe, the songs' bitter and haunted cores possessed manifest deliriousness and etherealness- Running Up That Hill (A Deal with God) is one of her most staggeringly exotic numbers. Tribal potency spars with lush orchestral moments; twisted boundaries mean the music is free and open- no shock that it remains her most inspired work. Natural world songs nestled with confessional love stories- the craft and memorable melodies stand up to repeat assaults. Schofield is similarly realised and ambitious- she has authority when ensconced in dreamy whirlpools; potent when striking outwards- her talent for tantilising compositions and gorgeous arrangements put me in mind of 1985 Kate Bush. The ormented and divergent grasps do not feel fragmented- every song and sound fuses wonderfully well. Colours does likewise: the E.P. has a similar headiness and entrancing ability. Tori Amos is another female icon- I can hear in Schofield's work. Perhaps more synonymous with her debut album period (Schofield), Amos's influence comes to the fore. Little Earthquakes (Amos's debut) is the most pertinent and apropos comparable. That album saw the young princess offer some uncomfortable moments and sarcastic output. While Schofield does not project these components, the intimacy and frankness is the most obvious familiarity. On Little Earthquakes, Amos seemed vulnerable and open- letting the listener into her tales of independence and defiance. That mixture of pained and empowered sits within Schofield's work. As passionate and potent as Amos, our heroine presents mini-operas and touching sagas- drapped around a stunning and gripping vocal. When Amos revealed Midwinter Graces, critics saw her break into colder and more reflective realms. I mention the album due to its serenity and diaphanous qualities- Schofield is as hypnotising when letting her voice campaign and seduce. The evocative and stately compositions- on Midwinter Graces- is scored by tranquil and seductive vocals. Schofield- when she goes into ballad terriroty- ensures that there is loftiness and gracefulness to proceedings. Before I mention some British influences, I will draw in one more American name: Michael Jackson. The way Jacko presented his distinct and unique vocal styles- the tics and mannerisms- made him such an inspirational figure. He could make gritty and urgent songs as unexpected as any song you have ever heard- his huge talent went into ever note. Schofield has a similar ear for vocals and style- she does not lazily implore or become predictable; the way she contorts and shifts notes; changes directions and elicits some personal mannerisms make her songs pop and fizz. On Jackson's Bad/Dangerous tenure he transformed from softer and more emotional boyfriend to an incriminated and discriminated-against rebellion. The former album saw anxiety for sure; it was more Pop-orientated and romantic- the hooks and panache made Bad so addictive. Rich, sexy and edgy, the album was a huge triumph- I can see embers within Drifting. Those same tales of love-against-the-odds, the strike-against-the-world determination and insatiable catchiness make its songs so nuanced and repeatable. When Colours came out, it seemed like Jackson's transition to Dangerous. That album has harder edges and more intent- it has that raw and strengthened focus; a wider range of sounds and emotions. Channelling pain and demons through the scintillating songs, the album is more rounded and intriguing. Schofield introduces more directness and confrontation on Colours- she keeps the cores of Drifting in tact and stretches them outwards. The crackling and body-popping jams of Dangerous effortlessly parabond with emotive and ethereal emotional tracks- it is a stunning acheivement. Schofield is as adept at fusing these sides; she presents more positivity and effervescence- whilst ensuring her songs have striking and addictive beats and dance. Two names- that inspire Schofield- are Ellie Goulding and Coldplay. The former artist is someone Schofield aims to see perform live- catch her new album out in the open. You can hear some familiar tones between the two. If you look at Goulding's 2010 debut- Lights- that album saw gushing and breathless rushes sweep the listener away. Tracks like Starry Eyed were undeniable smashes- that song is as addictive and indelible as any I have heard. The lush production and star-in-the-making confidence shines (in the album)- sparkling Pop and Folk-tinged heart blend without any fractions. Goulding made sure her personality and inner joy came out- there is no fakery or pretensions at all. Schofield makes her music equally inspiring and joyous- she introduces lush and swaggering compositions; danceable riots and earnest and heartfelt inner-visions. Schofield has the ability to craft modern-day dancefloor codas- the type of songs that get you onto your feet; can whip festival crowds into a sweaty whirlpool of dance. The skillful songwriting- of Lights- offers detours and sharp turns; superseding expectations and surprising listeners- it delves deeper than 90% of the Pop market. Synthesisers and drum beats provide primal urge; pianos and strings have cinematic draw- the album combines so much. Schofield manages to match Goulding for that mix of sounds and talent- an even stronger songwriter; our heroine keeps her songs unpredictable and endlessly fascinating. Goulding's album Halcyon (released in 2012), saw dynamism and opaque lyrics grip the heart- the staggering range of sounds make the album such a treasure. Huge wrecking ball Disco beats sit with robotic stutter; bird-like beauty and punchy Dance. The musical genealogy is amplified and upgraded; Goulding makes bids for stardom and glory- the leap she achieved showed a developed and consecrated sound. Schofield has made a comparable jump- her latest moves tie all of the Goulding hallmarks together with an ambitious and meaningful result- Colours is the sound of an artist who belongs in the big leagues; rubbing shoulders with her heroines and heroes. A Rush of Blood to the Head is one of Schofield's most treasured favourites- an album that has inspired her. Whilst Coldplay do not reach those heady heights now, the 12-year-old album is rightly regarded as a classic. Gone was the timidity of Parachutes: the band came across as confident and meaningful- songs such as In My Place and The Scientist are bona fide standouts. It is a planet-straddling and dictatorial album- one that wants to conquer all others. Sparse, strange and catchy could be words levied towards the album- they can be applied to Schofield's work too. Equally adept at making piano-led ballads entrancing and overwhelming, our heroine is just as comfortable when experimenting with sounds and themes- some of her songs match the best moments from A Rush' . The conversational and entrancing elements of the album ensure they resonate with the listener- the songs do not draw you away or divide attentions; they capture everyone and reveal layers over the course of listens. Surges, lustful passions- backed by a developed and pin-sharp falsetto- make them snapshots of life- events and capsules that every listener can relate to. Solid lyrical arrangements are bolstered by ambitious and ballsy musicianship grabs- few bands have such an ability to throw so much together with startling results. Schofield has taken the cores of the album to heart- her work possesses the same teardrops and heartfelt quiet; rampant and driving ballads; swirling and colourful codas- Colours contains the sort of tracks modern-day Chris Martin would steal. Before I go, I want to quickly introduce a quartet of names: Chloe Howl, Imogen Heap, Foxes and P.J. Harvey. Chloe Howl's Synth.-Pop songs have a rawness and combined sense of fun- she has sultriness and allure plus teenage rebellion and power. The way she channels frustration into chart assaults- songs like Rumour- make her a name to watch- quips and attitude are backed by huge Pop choruses. Schofield has enough spike and wit at her disposal; she turns subjects of resentment and accusation into stunning made-for-radio pumps- displaying the same innovative and direct hits (Chloe Howl perfects). Imogen Heap's modern movements (on Sparks) show crystallised and distilled emotions- she manages to compact so much emotion and sound into single songs. Heap introduces a range of characters and players; her odd phrasing and unique lyrics give the music a flavoursome and charming wink- her albums are packed with a wealth of fascination. Schofield makes sure her tracks are not stale and stolid: the way she manifests inner pain and joy is done with full regard towards individuality- you get a clear sense of a woman with her own distinct voice. Foxes' album Glorious was lauded because of its late-night passions and lustrous crackle- dark impulses and shadowy melodies make her work so outstanding and urgent. That tonic of carefree and haunting is what marks Schofield as such a relevant and daring artist- every mixed emotion she presents is authoritative and deep. P.J. Harvey is the final name I will present. Harvey's gut-wrenching and dramatic compositions come out in To Bring You My Love- an L.P. that has accessibility written all over it. Avant-garde sweeping emotions are focused by tight and controlled songwriting. Schofield manages to make her songs as evocative and stunning- she draws all of these artists into the background; keeping her foreground very much her own. It is because of these considerations and cohabitations so many people are excited.

Before I get down to reviewing Over It Under It- eagle-eyed may notice I have assessed the track previously. Determined to re-investigate one of this year's most urgent songs, one other strange thing may catch your eye- it has gained an extra point. Having listened to the track on and off- since Colours was released- I understand I was too cautious and closed-off- it is a song that reveals its true potency after repeated spins. It is immediacy and intimacy that start the song. With a piano flourish that is lush and rich, you are put in mind of Coldplay's A Rush of Blood to the Head and Hounds of Love Kate Bush- magisterial and tenderly emotional. Rolling and tumbling, it acts like rainfall- there is a consistent movement and flow that washes into your skin. Backed by echoing and warping electronic parables, that parabond gives the intro. an emotive and prosperous early life- you are compelled and intrigued by the fledgling seconds. Rushing and sweeping, the initial refrain splendidly leads our heroine in. Her voice determined and breathy, we see her in fragile and vulnerable mood- the first line is "Caught on my own again." Keeping her soul and focus levelled gives listeners a chance to bond with the soft side of the song. Schofield presents a teasing and alluring vocal side- something that has been shown in a lot of her early work. With our heroine lost in confusions and doubts, one feels that a love may have broken down- perhaps her man has walked away or an argument has occurred. The sense of dislocation and hurt comes through in the performance- you instantly sympathise and yearn to hear the details (behind the lyrics). The track begins to build; Schofield becomes more urgent and insistent as she builds her words up and up- her boy has shown recklessness and a lack of maturity. With arrogance and inconsiderate behaviour being displayed, it is perhaps a good thing (that the love has dissipated)- it seems her man was not all he was cracked up to be. As each line grows with anger, the vocal rises to the challenge- it is breathier and much more determined. By the :40 mark, the chorus explodes into life. A dazzling and vibrant spectrum of colours, the edges break- the restraint is gone and Schofield lets her voice soar. Propelled by dizzying and rambunctious electronics, a summery and dance-ready swagger comes into effect. Our heroine does not portray rancorous anger and virulent accusations- she is over the worst of it; seemingly relived to be clear of such a human, the performance is instilled with loftiness and huge energy. Perfectly conjoining Ellie Goulding's heady and atmospheric Halcyon cuts- with some of Coldplay's early gems- the chorus is punchy, packed and pugnacious. Our heroine lets her voice power and project- the amount of strength she manages to whip up make sure you are singing along; caught in the wave of emotion and directness. After that burst of rebellion, Schofield calms and retreats. Her boy has clearly screwed up and taken too many liberties- our heroine ensures that he does not get back into her life. Imploring him to go away, a tactility is shown- not wanting to be touched, it is obvious things are beyond repair. Displaying a soulful maturity, Schofield ensures the words do not succumb to immaturity and histrionics. The stronger and ethical party, she is free to cast blame and aspersions. Her loser boy has clearly been catting around town; pursuing a woman- she is what he wants - any sympathy is obsolete. The disreputable idiot is chasing a woman who seems wrong and immature- Schofield has little time for his indiscretions and unfaithful lust. When things go bang- and they will- she advises not to pine or come crawling back- if he wants a comforting shoulder, he should look elsewhere. Thinking of "anyone but you" our heroine wants her former beau to fall- get a taste of his own venomous and poisoned medicine. Throughout the verse you can feel the vocal start to rise again- the tones because higher and crystal as the atmosphere swells and grows. Displaying an intuition for pace and composition, the song is not too crowded or cluttered- the vocal is up front in the mix; fascinating undertones of electronics add energy and potency. When the chorus comes back home, you learn more about the circumstances- can empathise with the heroine and join her in song. Instantly on her side, she is not downtrodden or woeful- her full and sky-scraping vocal is designed to get feet moving and arms swaying. Sparring club beats with Pop rushes; electronic parable with pummeling percussion, the lines and sounds go straight to your head- it is a drunkening and heady concoction. With her ex being such an egotistical and cancerous human, the song ensures that everyone roots for Schofield. When the words "I'm over it" are repeated and echoed- the stuttered and juddering delineation adds spark and electricity to the song's key message- our heroine demonstrates her cutting-edge and contemporary qualities. A vocal and presentation that could easily dominate the charts, the likes of Goulding, La Roux and Foxes struggle to offer a similarly evocative and ear-catching semblance. Slinky, moody and low-down, the vocal is huskier and more alluring- beautifully partnering the sweet and high-sounding backing (vocal), the track steps up another gear- such is Schofield's talent for mobility and transformation it almost passes you by. Too good to be made a fool of; too proud to cry her heart out, she is brushing the boy away- emasculating him with her cutting and meaningful sting. Whomever inspired the song is being given a thorough dressing-down. Just when you think the chorus is coming back to roost- most contemporaries would launch into the chorus- Schofield defies expectations; taking the song in another direction and ramping up the curiosity. Returning to previous lines- about being over it- this time the projection is different. The vocal- in the background- becomes more echoed and haunted; electric guitar lines are infused- the twirling and dervish-like composition elicits more of an energised rush and sense of smile. Never letting the song become depressed or mordant, our heroine keeps the energy high- that bright and glaring soul shines from start to finish. The song has the potential to soundtrack any occasion- just at home on stereos of cars pounding the open road; for the late-night rendezvous of clubs; the festivals under the burning sun- Over It Under It has no barriers or limitations. Before the mantra is repeated, our heroine punctuates the bridge with a swooping and vivacious electronic swallow. Building the foundations ever higher, Schofield backs her voice with cooing and wordless interjection- the sense of emancipation and freedom shines. One of the best kiss-off tales, you would imagine the nameless suitor feeling appropriately shamed- few songs have lashed as insistently and dangerously as this. Before the song comes to its conclusion, our heroine takes the volume down- the electronics disappear and dissipate (to be replaced by piano). Soft and conclusionary, Schofield shows her soft and graceful side- ensuring that she keeps the listener guessing and surprised. Few would expect the song to wrap up with such a beautiful sound- electronics are offered back in but stay demure and non-intrusive. By the final notes, you try to digest everything that has come before- it is a dazzling song that lodges in your brain and compels you to instantly replay.

With Over It Under It gaining some positive and impassioned reviews, it is only right I provide my support and praise. Having known Nina Schofield for a while, I am always delighted when her music comes out- something new and fresh is offered up. With every move she grows in stature and confidence; adding something new into her armoury- her latest single is the sound of a young woman with huge ambitions and intention. Someone who is primed for the mainstream- it cannot be long until she follows her heroes- I hope she gets as much appreciation and patronage as possible. Colours clearly struck a chord with listeners: receiving unanimous praise, you would forgive Schofield if she relaxed and took some time off- having worked so hard this last year. The young singer wants to get out there and perform: from school children to local revellers, she wants to make sure she touches as many as possible. Too many modern-day acts put in little effort; detach themselves from people; are contented to settle back and wait for the cheques to come in. Schofield is one of the most itinerant and tireless musicians out there- it is this determination and unwavering passion that will see her succeed. I fell in love with her E.P.; was amazed at the developments and new stories that came to life- the way each song was portrayed truly takes your breath. Not confined to fans of Ellie Goulding and Coldplay, her work is ubiquitous and bordeless- the sounds and sensations can be enjoyed and appreciated by every type of music-lover. Over It Under It keeps snaking and moving; the developments and progressions throughout the song take your mind in all sorts of directions. The production on the track is stunningly clear and consise- it allows the voice to shine (and ensure that none of the compositional strands get buried or distorted). Shiny and polished, it means the song comes across as hugely energised and urgent- not too shiny; it ensures the song isn't gaudy and hollow. The performance from Schofield is stunning indeed- it is one of her most powerful and dominating vocal turns to date. Switching from gentle and tender to an emphatic and belting climb, she switches emotions and directions without stumbling or losing momentum- her vocal authority and passion never relents. Renowned for her distinct and compelling voice, it is put to full use here- few other songs see so much colour and contour projected (in such a short time). Of course, songs do not often succeed from vocal turns alone. With a stunningly emotive and sparkling composition- drawing Electro. rush with piano-led Pop swathes- it is a rich and deep mandate- with multiple layers and some incredible details. A clear eye for melody and nuance means the song keeps offering something new- the intelligence and thought imputed differs from a lot of the mainstream. Other acts- covering similar themes- would simply throw in as much force and volume in as possible- with no regard for concision and passion. Schofield makes stories of deceit and cheating sound upbeat and elliptical- the same sort of trick the likes of Kate Bush and Tori Amos pull off. Marking herself out as one of this country's most unique talents, her blend of quirk, stunningly gorgeous vocals and musical talent makes her a fully-rounded and indefatigable talent- one who never stops working. Capable of mingling simple and direct messages with deep and emotive insights, Over It Under It is a song that will soundtrack the summer- if you listen to it (and do not sing along) you may technically be dead. The fact that Colours is filled with songs of equal weight- or higher- shows how consistent and high-reaching Schofield is- how many new musicians can grab you so instantly? If you are looking for a track that can elevate your mood; keep your thoughts occupied with fascinating scenes, dreams and thoughts- you need to investigate Over It Under It.

One of my ambitions this year is to see Nina Schofield in the live environment. The gorgeous Surrey-based singer is one of the most engaging and nicest artists I have come across- her songs are those which break through barriers; provide new spins on topics of love and loss; inspire hosts of listeners and people. Being someone enamoured of Indie and Grunge territory, I find myself yearning for more Schofield-produced music- when listening to her songs, your mind is freed and taken somewhere quite special. Entranced by her vocal magic- melting shades of Coldplay and Ellie Goulding in addition to her sensual and sweet-natured sound- few other singers resonate in the mind. Her lyrics go deep but stay relatable: Schofield takes in universal and ubiquitous topics; marrying them with her own inimitable personality and blend of sounds. Backed by compositions that are full-bodied, emotive and multifarious; our heroine skillfully blends in various genres- '90s Indie-Pop, '70s Soul and modern-day Electro. are commingled. It would be axiomatic to say that things are going to get better for Schofield- with such an innate passion for her art, we are going to hear a lot more work come from her. Her seductive and staggering beauty is only surpassed by her insatiably addictive music- it is small wonder she is gathering so many fans and so much pace. Colours is an E.P. I have reviewed before; Over It Under It is a song that I have focused upon- its ageless and nuanced quality compelled me to re-investigate it. Having published such a layered and diverse E.P.- which retains Schofield's personality- I keep coming back to it- repeating songs and being swept up in the rushing power and vibrancy of the music. In an industry where the mainstream artists are starting to tire; the band market is starting to take the majorative market share- it is down to the solo acts of the underground to come through and shine bright. Nina Schofield is a mature and focused artist that has worked her socks off- and seems incapable of slowing or relenting. I shall wrap things up with a few more words- pointing out just where our heroine is headed. Having such a love for Pop and Electro. acts (like Coldplay and Ellie Goulding), it is clear Schofield has a passion for contemporary and current sounds. Growing up with so many fascinating and legendary musicians, this mixture of old and new makes her music so inspired- you are going to struggle to find many other artists that do things quite like her. As we reach the final months on 2014, Schofield should be very proud of what she has achieved- having touched so many people, there is going to be big demand (for her) in 2015. Over It Under It is a stellar statement from a young woman with a huge soul- someone who never stops moving and creating. With so many great new musicians coming through, it is wonderful seeing the diversity and quality shining. So much is on offer for the hungry listener; Nina Schofield is a colourful and eager artist that deserves huge success and patronage. Given her tireless work ethic and relentless creativity...

THAT will not be too far away.

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Track Review: Black Lady Soul- The Fall

TRACK REVIEW:

Black Lady Soul

The Fall

9.7/10.0

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RELEASED: 16 August 2014

TRACKLISTING: The Rise (Intro.) The Fall El Dorado Counting Sins (Vices Prelude) Vices Corin Anchor Penny Water Subway Fare (Penny Water Reprise) When Lions Roar You & Me (Corin Reprise) The Riddle

GENRES: Neo-Soul, Soul, Hip-Hop, Rock, Indie, Rap, Alternative _______________________________________________________

Determined to set themselves aside from other bands, Black Lady Soul are an engaging and hugely ambitious prospect- their self-titled debut will bring this all to life. The Fall is a song that hits you straight away; it compels repeated investigation- it stuffed with grace, power and punch. A band who seamlessly fuse multiple genres, they are among the most inventive players on the scene ______________________________________________________

I am somewhat relieved that Black Lady Soul have come along.

I will investigate the band in more depth, yet their arrival marks something of a change: a back-story and style of music that I do not get to encounter often. For so long, I have been buried beneath music: most of the acts and biographies tend to tread the same sort of lines; offer similar fascination and appeal. My featured act separate themselves apart hugely- their diverse richness and ambition has marked them out as a band with a huge future. Before I investigate the act in more depth, I will raise one key point: Street-Soul. More a genre than a point, those two words will seem unfamiliar to many- a style of music that is not often experimented with. Although Black Lady Soul have a huge range- and more at their disposal than one particular genre- you do not often find a new act that dip into the annals of urban street life. Most fledgling artists play with safer and more predictable styles- Indie, Rock and Pop are among the most popular choices. Few upcoming musicians go that bit deeper- explore something with a vibrant and cutting edge. Not only providing new and rare force, the genre of Street-Soul offers a lot of potential- it is such a wide-ranging and prosperous style of music; I am surprised more acts are not utilising it. What my featured act do is to use it as a starting block; employ its grit and darker hues- tie it to something more elliptical and redemptive. Dismayed by the lack of true originality in the mainstream, Black Lady Soul seem like an act worthy of transcending to the highest ranks- they have the ability and talent to make a big name for themselves. Completing my trilogy of Canada-based music reviews- I am sure I will be investigating more in time- the band made me smile. They were formed from an open mic night: having never met before, the members all collaborated at Big Mic- a Toronto Hip-Hop showcase. Assembled from the remnants of other bands, the boys found an instant bond and common ground- it was a night that was to start a very prosperous and fantastic career. They are in their early stages, yet have a bond and sense of solidity few of their contemporaries possess- this is enforced in their fantastic music. Compelled by their history and wide-ranging music, I could not help but to study them in more depth- find out just what makes them ticks; distill their epic sounds into words. With a few thoughts on my mind, it is best I introduce the band to you (first of all):

"Black Lady Soul embodies a dirty rock groove, while embracing urban street soul. An experience that is moody and lyrical, backed by beat-driven drums and bass, alongside smooth, dynamic electric leads. "Neo-soul" and "indie rock" are used to attempt to describe Black Lady Soul’s sound, but the genres do not justly illustrate the band's varied creations. Their songs change wildly in style, from upbeat dance grooves to melancholic rock pieces, shifting to orchestral ballads and moving seamlessly to down-tempo beats. Their art knows no form and is eclectic in nature although it has been described as "sounds like good sex".

Black Lady Soul are looking forward to the release of their self-titled album- it will show the world just what they are capable of. Boasting hugely impressive sounds; wide-ranging styles, plenty of ambition- the album will show new acts just how much can be achieved. The best way for music to flourish and grow is to make sure it is as deep and diverse as it can be- not just sticking with stolid and predictable sounds. Too many acts focus too narrowly- their albums and E.P.s do not really go the extra mile. When you restrict your sonic output; confine your potential output- the results are going to be stifled and limited. The acts that broaden their horizons; dip into a varied and colourful palette are those that are going to stand out- survive the test of time and reach a wide number of different people. Black Lady Soul are a band that are hard to pin down- they have myriad styles and genres at their disposal; the way they incorporate and mingle sounds together is stunning. Cemented in their lead single, the Canadian act are sure to have a long career. It is clear the boys have a great bond and understanding- united by a common cause, the sense of closeness makes them sound so assured and confident. Few new acts arrive with such a bang and sense of intent- the ambition and quality that shouts out in The Fall is a very potent benchmark. The remainder of their album has plenty of story, heart, guts and glory- the 12 tracks provide a wealth of sound and information. Before I get down to investigating the band in more depth, I'll raise one further point- the band market. I know I have bored the pants off of many- raising this same old issue- but I am coming at it from a different angle today. Reviewing such an eclectic band, it makes me wonder why more do not employ this same adventurousness and range- how come so many new acts are limiting themselves? Perhaps there are risks involved with expanding your horizons- by instilling that degree of ambition, a sense of focus and identity is lost. I have witnessed many new acts present an album or E.P. with huge stylistic shifts- from song-to-song new genres and avenues are explored. Freewheelin' and experimenting like an early-career Beck is only effective if you are Beck- lacking his professionalism, intelligence and authority can leave you coming up rather short. It is impressive to see bands really going for it- if you diversify and aim with a nonchalance then you risk ruining your career (and being forgotten about). It is a sticky and dangerous avenue, this- getting the balance right is a hard job; retaining a distinct personality is one of the most important considerations every new act must fulfill. Black Lady Soul do not put out something as fragmented and kaleidoscopic as The White Album- if new bands tried something so insane and barnstorming, it may frighten off critical ears. Their self-titled debut- and lead single- is not too far off of the mark- you are amazed by how many different sights, sounds and flavours they infuse into their music. Not only do they manage to make their music cohesive and engaging; they mark themselves out as one of the most arresting acts out there- those who understand the vitality of ambition and defying convention. Having heard so many great things about them; seen the fervency and praise The Fall has garnered- I feel it is prudent to delve more into what makes the band tick. They are a sturdy and expectation-defying band that are a breath of fresh air- an act that we definitely need to keep our eyes open for.

When it comes to reflecting back at the band's past work, it is a hard task- the guys are putting down their first fully-fledged movements now. The Black Lady Soul album is going to be the first chance to see the cohabitation of the group's stunning ambitions and sounds. Our heroes offer up and provide unique experiences: their live performances are legendarily energised and memorable- fans have come away open-mouthed and revitalised. The marriage of dirty Rock grooves; that underbelly of silky Soul- coupled with a dynamic and stirring electricity- stands the band aside from most of their peers. As the group are formed off of the back of others, it is difficult to tie them in with past endeavours- what you hear now is a fresh and urgent new sound. The most contextually apt thing to do is to judge them on their mission statements and current moves. Having a distinctive and textured flavour, Black Lady Soul are a fresh breath of air- followers of nobody. It is going to be interesting to see how they follow-up their album- whether they look to do another L.P.; a series of E.P.s- or offer up some singles intermittently. Judging their present state of mind and ambitions, it is highly likely we will see more material in 2015- the momentum they will garner (from their album) should compel them to redress to the studio; lay down some new cuts- unleash them on the public. It is impressive how quickly and assuredly the band have put together their album: not contented to dangle their toes in the water; the group has gone straight in with a vibrant and full-bodied assault. Showcasing no loose edges at the seams, the boys come straight in with direct and meaningful intent- they have fervent and overflowing creative minds. Their next year should see them tour extensively; enthrall North America- in addition to wider avenues. Whatever material does arrive (will build from their current songs)- perhaps new inspiration will be provided; new genres explored and mastered. The great thing about the band is their range and multitudinous grasp: being so open and nuanced, they have huge potential- let's hope this translates into some incredible future sounds. For now, the lads are sitting back and seeing how their album is received- the reception should be universal; most people will be giving it an assured thumbs-up. The affirmative, intriguing and fascinating songs (they elicit) will see them score hordes of new fans and supporters- putting them on the road to the mainstream.

When it comes to influences and inspirations- that have compelled the band- there are a few names I could offer in. One of the bands that come to mind- when analysing Black Lady Soul's experimental side- is Portugal, The Man. The Alaskan band have a huge reputation for big ambitions (and a vast array of styles). On their album Evil Friends, they brought synths. and warm elements in- songs shift and change course over the space of a few seconds. With the tracks mobile and unpredictable, it is a thrill-ride that never lets go. Psychedelia and R 'n' B flavours come into the mix; distorted guitars and washed-out electronics augments the band's luster. Backed by phenomenal productions; worldly and cutting lyrics- that tackles a range of issues and subjects- it is a stunning and assured album (from one of the world's most prolific acts). Looking further back, In the Mountain in the Cloud is a dreamier and deeper album. Whereas Black Lady Soul combine elements of both albums, you can hear touches of Mountain' in their single The Fall. Cohesiveness and warmth mingled with edge and passion- on In the Mountain in the Cloud- an evolved album that tied together all of their previous work. Black Lady Soul delves deep and far- they have a tender and composed heart; their music wraps in blissed-out guitar riffs; teasing and tempting vocals- a whole host of different sounds and experiences. When Portugal, The Man unveiled Church Mouth, some of their primal urges came forth. Mixing in Led Zeppelin's raw Blues sounds with some elements of Jane's Addiction- it was a harder and more primitive beast. Songs with such drive and passion were always likely to prick critical ears- the fact the boys offered their own unique take on Zeppelin's style was impressive. Countermelodies infuse with overlapped vocals- the band's stream-of-consciousness deliveries did provide some mixed reviews. Whilst a lot of the lyrics and vocals suffered a lack of intelligibility, the sounds they proffered meant the album stood up to repeated listens- it is a deep work that ages incredibly well. When I look back at The Satanic Satanist- one of Portugal, The Man's best works- there are some toned-down and warm Pop moments. Less experimental than later works, it has bright and breezy middles- the falsetto vocals and beautiful cores made the album resonate with fans. Crystal sounds and Chamber-Pop tracks bonded with '60s Groove-Rock; Motown jams- the album's friendliness and familiarity meant there were no derivative moments. Flawlessly crafted- and boasting wonderful chord progressions- it is one of the band's fullest works. Black Lady Soul draw in swathes of Portugal, The Man's past work. The Fall shows heartfelt and softer moments; it changes directions and course- the melting of various styles and sounds gives the song a huge weight of conviction. Whilst a brand-new band, it seems they could- one day- ascended the heights of Portugal, The Man- provide the music world the same sort of nourishment and quality. When looking at Street-Soul acts, The Roots are a name that occurred. If we consider their album Things Fall Apart, we can see some causal links. The Roots' panache for promoting irresistible beats and smooth rhythms makes the album such a terrific work. Hip-Hop elements are provided with deep and thought-provoking lyrics- the band look at life on the streets and issues of poverty, wealth and reality. Black Lady Soul address comparable themes and topics: their ideals investigate the harsher elements of life; go beyond normal and predictable areas- delve deep into very relevant and pressing cores. In addition to sharing The Roots' lyrical themes, Black Lady Soul create unpredictable instrumental lines; nimble rhythms and fantastically addictive tracks- that was fully addressed in Things Fall Apart. When The Roots unveiled The Tipping Point, they included Sly & the Family Stone shades; popping and locking beats come out- head-bobbing jams and well-constructed tracks shine through. Although Black Lady Soul have a bigger range (than The Roots) there are some familiar D.N.A. strands- those deep and meaningful lyrics; the mixture of addictive and upbeat sounds; the unpredictability. When surveying Black Lady Soul's experimental drive, Beck entered my thoughts. Odelay is perhaps the most assured and stunning Beck album- the disc that showcases the man's full genius. The 1996 masterpiece is one of my favourite; I am a fan of the likes of Guero and Modern Guilt- albums that show he has lost little of his steam and charm. In addition to being one of the finest albums of the '90s, Odelay saw Beck confound expectations. The album joined shorter bursts with longer, sprawling songs- Black Lady Soul's debut has a similar flair for concision and economy. Black Lady Soul provide collages and rainbows of sonics; they toss together disparate styles and genres; mix it together- come up with jam-packed and dizzying nuggets. Dirge-Blues numbers like Jack-Ass sit with hazy and brilliant cuts such as Where It's At. Although Beck lobbed everything into the pot, the album does not feel over-stuffed or too rushing- the album flows smoothly and gives the music a dense sound. Soul reworks (Hotwax) and Rap reinventions (Where It's At) are as comfortable with Blues juggernauts (Devil's Haircut)- the man seemed to have no limits. Odelay is complete and solid; every track is compelling and gripping- because of that insane ambition and cornucopia of sound. Black Lady Soul show a similar attitude towards genre restrictions: their music hops and diverts; they cut-and-paste different strands into songs- the results are incredible. Beck draws in the listener with his tales of down-on-his-luck street life: his tracks pound the concrete and take you into bawdy and seedy sidewalks. Rough-hewn clubs are documented in Where It's At; the man is disaffected and disconnected (in other numbers)- there is no heavy reliance on love songs and the first-person narratives. Black Lady Soul match Beck's blend of deep and affecting lyrics with a maverick's approach to sonics- the band are no hipsters; they have an authoritative ear for composition that bellies their embryonic state. When listening to the guitars and vocals on The Fall, a few names entered my consciousness. Soundgarden are a band that Black Lady Soul have never been compared to- I am sure they are not one of their biggest influences. Not quite matching Chris Cornell's possessed and demonic screams, there are touches and suggestions of his graveled and groaning lowest notes. Superunknown- one of my favourite albums- shows a band at the peak of their powers. The album looked at alienation and despair- perhaps more harrowingly than In Utero- and is a phenomenal achievement. Soundgarden look at dislocation and depression; the harshness and struggle of modern life- the sense of repression and upheaval everyone has to face. In so much as I detect some Cornell-esque vocal hues, some of Black Lady's themes and lyrics could fit within Superunknown. Black Lady Soul infuse Stoner-Rock licks- the likes of which Kim Thayil cemented- with galvanised, kinetic and catchy sounds. In addition to some passionate and masculine vocal distinctions, Black Lady Soul's leader has a range and depth in his voice- capable of sky-scraping power and intense focus; it is a full-blooded and unrestrained animal. When put high in the mix, the vocals are given a chance to shine and guide- at times you wish the voice was higher still. Soundgarden- on Superunknown- dabbled with Pop and Psychedelia; they offer more detailed and melodic songs- everything blossoms and holds onto you. Black Lady Soul let their heart and soul become bleak and introverted: when they look around at the streets and dangerous corners, their pen bleeds readily- that same hard-hitting emotion- that Cornell is synonymous with- defines their work. It would be great to see Black Lady Soul incorporate some Grunge elements into future releases- perhaps coming up with something Soundgarden-esuqe. The Fall provides some scintillating and rapturous guitar work. When the strings spark and combust, I am reminded of Jack White. Perhaps more similar to his solo work- than his White Stripes tenure- there is a detectable similarity. Blues-Rock crawls and lascivious jams made Lazaretto such an instant hit- an album that showed White's fastidious work ethic (it leads to wonderful results). Lazaretto saw fewer monster riffs: the album is a weirder and more unsettling listen- there is rife anger and accusatory slams; cagey, unhinged and itinerant. White is a diarist-cum-mad inventor: an artist that is focused as well as shape-shifting. Black Lady Soul's guitar work has aspects of White's ferocious and bizarre edges- if you listen to The Fall, you can imagine White would nod his head in approval. The band also instill some of White's disaffectedness and overt anger into their pot- the malaise directed towards the current generation can be heard in Black Lady Soul. The word 'sex' is synonymous with the band- whether fables or urban myths, fans have been known to get their rocks off to their songs. It is hardly a huge stretch when you consider it: that seductiveness-cum-sexuality that eek through in their wicked sounds is enough to make a eunuch horny. Not relying on inflamed and rambunctious strings- to get the juices flowing- the vocals are appropriately louche and drunken. When I was reviewing The Fall, I caught whispers of Pixies and The Mars Volta. A lot of the track remains controlled and focused; our frontman lets his slithering and cooing instrument rouse forms of terror, shadow and conviction. When you hear some of Doolittle's (Pixies album) whispers and slurs- parts of Tame and Gauge Away- hat theatric and insistent draw echoes in the vocals. Through The Fall- you sense explosions are imminent- when the high-points do arrive, they pack plenty of punch. The Mars Volta showed melting beauty and insanity on Frances the Mute. The vocal work brought every song into clear view: visceral and powerful projections stand the lyrics out; ensure the listener is attentive and enraptured. Whilst more restrained than The Mars Volta, Black Lady Soul ensure the vocal work is equally imperious: their album also injects plenty of brilliance and far-reaching musical ambitions. Frances the Mute seemed like a live album: the sounds and performances are raw and bare- Black Lady Soul's production values promote that same direct live sound.

The Fall does not so much as begin with a bang- more like an interrobang. Questions and exclamations are raised within the squalling and frightening opening seconds. Tense, nervy and high-pitched; the strings are elicited with a menacing receipt- the listener is jarred into life with its unsettling force and shriek. Twanging and soulful bass notes are louche and cool: juxtaposing the infantile cry of before, they calm the senses- make the listener relaxed and at ease. Soon the two factions unite; joined with direct and driving percussion, the song's intro. mutates and evolves- within 25 seconds the band cover a wider sonic spectrum (that most acts pull off in an entire song). Ensuring the fascination levels do not drop, the parable never escapes your attentions. The occasional sharp high-pitched utterance is blended with the bouncing and burbling iciness of the bass notes; the light and impassioned percussion adds colour and soul- the ensuing cocktail is dizzying and hypnotising. When our hero arrives to the mic., his voice instantly hits the mark. Sounding like no other, his tones have a hushed whisper; a gravel and growling undertone- resonating conviction and passion to boot. The lyrics intrigue the senses and compel the mind- both direct and byzantine; oblique and meaningful, you search for deeper meanings. "Sweet on her eyes/flutter and refined" are the initial offerings- the way the lines are projected really enforce the words. I imagine some quixotic and alluring heroine; a mercurial and beautiful blend that is causing twitterpation and unparalleled lust. The way our frontman breathes and punctuates his words gives the lines a sensuality, seductiveness and lustful quality. When our man is alone, he is a "beggar in your honied home." I love the way the last word is delivered: submissive and tongue-licking, it puts me in mind of the likes of Black Francis and Kurt Cobain. I did not mention Nirvana- when looking at comparable bands- and perhaps should have. There are definite hints of Francis in the delivery and slight eccentricity; Cobain's masculine heart and inimitable tones show themselves- I do not often get to hear these two mixed together a lot. Bolstered by that rousing and indelible composition, events get heated and more amplified: the vocal roars and becomes scratchier; possessing Grunge elements and Soundgarden-cum-Nirvana-via-Pixies swagger. Our hero claims that "Under you is the truth": perhaps it looks at literal falling and gravitational pull; my mind was taken to the bedroom. Metaphors for sexual positions and control, it seems like we are in the fire of a passionate encounter- the woman is perhaps using our man and trying to control things. I may be over-reaching and digging too deep; I suspect the band do not mean their words in a literal sense- they encourage the listener to think harder and let the music enforce their mindset. When our relegated frontman proclaims "Maybe I am no use to you", you can pick up on that deflated and angered façade- you know that a huge expressive burst is just around the corner. It does come; before we get there, Jazz elements- the bass breeze; finger-clicks; sedate and romanticised flow- bonds with eerie and spectral Grunge/Indie motifs- the band showcase just how fertile and unrestrainable they are (as sonic innovators and masters of their craft). When our hero comes back to the throng, his voice is spiked and reinforced. The words are spat and studded; he lets his tongue sting and stutter- the urgency and potency which with he delivers the lines are hard to ignore. "You took it too far" it seems; the heroine perhaps has been screwing our man around; overplaying her hand and forcing issues. The beauty of the song is down to the open nature of the words: as I scan the lyrics, the lines could apply to governmental forces; life in general; dark forces suffocating the soul- your mind does not have to go straight to romantic possibilities. Every listener has their own take and interpretation- that is the gift music gives- yet I am sure the band have an absolute truth- it will be interesting to see how it differs from my offerings. With one lobe of my brain towards the sweat of the bed; the other concentrated towards gritty and urban dislocation, the track keeps on pounding and campaigning. Enthralled by the intense and urgent vocal; the continued flair and fascination of the composition, you are curious to see how things work out. The band fill in a lot of the story's chapters- their tight and intuitive performance makes The Fall so heartfelt and authoritative. Completely in line and as one, the unified brothers ensure every note and crepuscular semi-quaver is gleaming with lustful and lascivious wealth. Our frontman is in philosophical and considerate mood: when singing "am I the mirror you choose?", I begin to wonder about my initial impressions- I am leaning towards lines that look at fractured relations and the nature of truth. The beguiling and frustrating tease the lines promote get your mind working overtime: forced into overdrive, you endlessly dig beneath the surface- try to gain some semblance of cohesion and well-founded fact; understand just what is being reflected. That oblique nature makes the song so impressive and tantalising. After the linear and straight-ahead projection of the previous lines, the song shows some more compartmentalisation- the next lines are woozily and dreamily drawled; in the throes of exhaustion and disarray, our hero becomes enraptured in the spindly and lucrative Jazz backing. Some of the final thoughts offer deep and penetrative glimpses- into our man's psyche. Stating "Beauty in the darkened room is everybody else/she is you she is me she" your thoughts (once more) percolate and extrapolate- it is yet another nugget that takes your brain in different directions. Before you can delve into the recesses of your own imagination, the band ensure you focus upon them- a firestorm, barn-storming riff is pulled out of the bag. Spacey, electric and deranged, it is the sort of line Muse would kill for- you could see it scoring a Absolution-era gem. Eviscerating and punishing, the squealing and brutalised guitar regime bays for blood- backed by double bass, it is a perfect storm. That jazzy and refined element works well against the undisciplined and spoiling-for-a-fight menace of guitar- Jekyll and Hyde all at once. Propelled by some avalanche percussion and guiding bass notes, the song keeps building up and up- our man is not done talking yet. The chorus comes back into play- almost acting as a final fit; his final belly ache. Not prone to pouting or tantrum, our hero is strong and forceful- when delivering his lines- he knows there is nothing he can do, and senses he will have to walk away. The final 20 seconds provide some form of closure and deliverance: the echoed and space age guitars keep pervading; the percussion is more temporized and delicate- the mood starts to come down and settle. With one final burst and throw of the dice, a lightning flash is presented- the song comes to an end. Being only 3:41, it staggering how much ground is covered; the reactions (the song) provokes- you are compelled to replay the song time and again. Assuaging any cynicisms or doubts- that a band with so much at their disposal can sound focused- The Fall is a triumphant and glistening track. Providing the first taste of Black Lady Soul, it will have many mouths salivating in anticipation- I am going to be one of the first to snap up their album.

It has been great stepping away from albums for a bit- I have been reviewing songs recently; in fact the next two reviews I will write are singles. As much as I love seeing a band offer a full L.P., it is terrific to be able to focus on one particular song- pick it apart and try to get to its heart. Most of the time, I can interpret tracks pretty well- I have a few misses but my strike rate is pretty high. With The Fall, I hope I have got some way near the mark- one suspects the band will correct me with regards any misinterpretation and over-analytic insights. The song is so deep and fascinating, it is a track you will hopeless try to understand and crystallise- the lyrics have that seductive blend of directness and distance. Speaking about love- or perhaps wider considerations- it is a track that is impossible to dislike. It speaks to everyone; in a way every listener can find something relatable and personal in the words- we have all been in similar situations; the same thoughts and outpourings in our mind. Before I pat the band on the back, I will give some last impressions (on The Fall). Within their album, the boys will explore multiple genres and sounds: concision and ambition are hallmarks that will make it an essential purpose. As taut and meaningful as anything they will produce, The Fall is a track that hits you straight away- it has such a unique and odd beauty is it impossible not to fall in love with. Providing some Grunge elements- it will be great to hear this explored more in future records- the band tie in Jazz and Soul; some Pop moments nestle beneath- that Urban/Street-Soul fusing runs rampant throughout. With a determined and impressive centre, the planets that orbit the core are no less startling- each of the instruments and lines perfectly unite with one another. A song that never outstays its welcome; one that never needlessly rallies and shouts, it wins plaudits because of its contrite elements. It may seem odd- given Black Lady Soul have such an array of weapons- but the boys do not go overboard or jam too much in- they ensure that a muscular and urgent sound enforces the words; the way they blend this with compositional innovations is stunning. Eerie and spacey, hard-hitting and venomous; you are left impressed by the quality and passion throughout The Fall. Few modern bands produce such deep and intelligent music- it is a sad fact- so it is great the likes of Black Lady Soul are upon us. The boys are fully in-tune and of the same: their close relationships and bonded souls mean the song is tight and professional. Seamlessly coming across as a live recording and well-rehearsed, I love how assured and rounded the track is- I can point at no foibles or quibbles whatsoever (they'll be relieved to hear!). The vocalisations and singing is what lodges in my brain. Having heard no singer like Black Lady Soul's leader, I was taken aback by the performance. At once restrained and domineering, I was caught up in the mesmeric effect of his pipes- the projection, emotion and pacing brings life to the song's lyrics. At once syncopated and unusually-paced, the next levelled and punchy; the distinctions brought in make the song so compelling and layered. Drawing in brief suggestions of Black Francis, Kurt Cobain and Cedric Bixler-Zavala- it is a heady and unexpected brew defined by a stark originality and personality, the vocal is rare and distinct- few modern singers dare to be themselves these days. The guitar work throughout The Fall is insatiable and unleashed: always showing itself as a threat, the divine and ghostly string stings lodge in your brain- in the intro. they are particularly effective. When psychedelic and psychotropic swathes are lashed, you see another side to the guitar- something full-bodied and intractable. Showcasing as much range and nuance as the vocals, the guitars say so much without having to flex too much. Double bass and bass notes provide guiding light and stability- in addition to offering drive and emotion. Few listeners would expect to hear a double bass feature on a song like The Fall- or any for that matter: chic, groovy and sophisticated, it is the mature and refined gentleman of the piece. By no means effete or minor, a passionate heart and soul is summoned up- those Jazz elements give the song so much light and fascination. Percussion strides are elicited with great consideration for atmosphere and story- they do not aimless smash and fill in the blanks. Austere and firm when needed; loose and playful towards the outro., the percussion is one of the song's most important comrades. When the chorus arrives, it becomes tightened and more teeth-bearing- truculent and galvanised, you cannot escape its draw and lure. All of the combined elements- including some leading and lyrical bass work- make The Fall such a gem. The band are committed to what they are performing; determined to make the song stick and pervade- I predict big things for the boys. They seem ready-made for the big leagues- they sure as hell need to come to London and put their music on the capital's stages.

Having burbled and rambled for a while- sorry about the word count- my loquaciousness and excitement is well-founded: this Canadian group are a distinct and brave act that deserve big succeed. Too many new artists play things safe: arrive with a honed and restricted sense of lust- too concerned with nailing a particular sound or style. So much more can be obtained when you widen your sights; take the time to do something different and genuinely new- Black Lady Soul have impressed me greatly. Before I heard about the band- they contacted me to see if I would like to review their single- the music they present was a little fresh to me. Certainly I had not heard anything quite like The Fall: that fascinating and fresh sound; a vibrant tale from a very hungry and dedicated band. It will be fantastic to see how their album is received by the general public- just what sort of praise and feedback the boys will be reaping. The early signs and impressions are all very encouraging: The Fall has been garnering widespread YouTube acclaim- commentators and listeners have given it a resounding thumbs-up; impressed by its intoxicating sound and terrifically engaging quality. I hope that my words have done justice to the song; drilled down to its bedrock- assessed it the way the boys would see fit. If I haven't, then apologies; the band have such a sense of force and defiance, you find yourself scrambling to find the right adjectives- f*** just about sums it up. The music industry is getting pretty packed and claustrophobic at the moment- as I speak, 3000 new boy bands have formed; 20,000 Indie groups have named their first single- the competition is pretty damn high. The growth of musical output almost parallels the worldwide birth rate- it is exhausting keeping a track of all the musicians coming through. Too many acts and solo artists have such a thin and hollow skin- they make a decent stab of things but essentially just get in the way of things. The acts that project something more compelling should be brought to the forefront- not only to set a good example but appeal to as many listeners as possible. Over the next few days, I am reviewing two stunning female artists- Nina Schofield and Dana McKeon- who are two of the U.K.'s most compelling and fascination young artists. Their combined make-up provides electrifying Pop and passionate vocals; street sounds and modern-life mandates- plenty of sex appeal and restrained beauty. I am loyal to Britain and the wonders we provide- I am equally keen to see international acts flourish and gain a multi-national foothold. Incandescent, virulent and artistic, the Black Lady Soul boys are the rarest of things: a band that retain a distinct identity but do so with such a wide-ranging and eclectic projection. Street-Soul is a sound and form of music that does not do a lot of bidding down this way- we have Rap, Grime and Hip-Hop; nothing that really sounds quite the same. I know just what the lads are going to bring forth- with the release of their album- the beautiful and quiet moments; orchestral and symphonic moments; dancing grooves and introverted Rock pieces- it will be dizzying to see just what they manage to come up with. If The Fall is anything to go by, we will be hearing a hell of lot from these Canadians- a band that are not hear for a short stay. I shall wrap up in due course, but will leave you all with one consideration: the music of 2015. Having seen some great mainstream acts fly high- from La Roux to Sam Smith- it makes me wonder just how things will fare for the new musicians- who will survive and which ones will fall. When reviewing various acts- from all across the world- I instinctively know who will be around for years to come; who will capitulate and crumble; which are less predictable. Black Lady Soul are in their infancy; they have a lot of music to put out- the good thing is that there will be a big market for them. If they were a tired and fatigued Rock act, then I would not be so assured- the fact that their first steps are so forceful leads me to believe that they will do just fine. As I bid farewell to Canada- for a week at least- I have seen some diversity and huge quality- from the three bands I have assessed this last week. If this damn nation keeps stamping out such terrific acts, I may well have to move over there- somewhere that isn't too cold at least! The U.K. is offering some phenomenal and terrific music; Canada is still edging the race by a slight gap- I am still unable to fathom just how they do it. Whilst I draw up some equations- to try to crack it- I will let you investigate a bright and stunning act- one that proffers something genuinely unexpected and bountiful. Make sure you listen to The Fall; pick up their album and fully explore an ambitious and bold group of young men- those who cannot be labelled and defined by particular genre guidelines. The Canadian chaps float to the heavens like a balloon; glide the breeze with a sense of freedom and independence- both ethereal and eye-catching. It is my hope the lads will come to the U.K. and let their Black Lady Soul add colour to our lives. Until then, I shall say one thing: Bye bye black balloon...

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Track Review: Royal Tusk- Shadow of Love

TRACK REVIEW:

Royal Tusk

Shadow of Love

9.4/10.0

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Shadow of Love is available from:

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The E.P. Mountain is available via: https://soundcloud.com/hiddenpony/sets/royal-tusk-mountain

RELEASED: 10 July 2014

TRACKLISTING: Shadow of Love- 9.4 Engine- 9.3 Smoke Rings- 9.4 The Letter- 9.5 Years Ago- 9.3 Jesus Saves- 9.4

STANDOUT CUT: The Letter

DOWNLOAD: Shadow of Love, Smoke Rings, The Letter, Jesus Saves

GENRES: Americana, Soul, Rock _______________________________________________________________

Good luck stopping these mammoths! This Canadian quintet unleash Shadow of Love: the opening track of Royal Tusk's E.P., Mountain. Backed with punch, passion and accusation; it is a musical powerhouse that sets out their agenda- one that is hard to refute ____________________________________________________________________

HAVING just read an interesting article in the Irish Mirror; a distinct point struck my mind.

In an interview conducted with Wild Beasts, their frontman- Hayden Thorpe- was decrying the state of mainstream bands. Exhausted by the flock and overabundance of rent-a-band compositions; the Yorkshire singer pointed out the lack of passion and genuinity in the music scene. Being a huge fan of the band- especially their Two Dancers album- I couldn't help but agree. If you look at Wild Beasts themselves, you can hear and feel the sympatico and brotherhood: all of their recordings are instilled with a bond and sense of togetherness that makes them so compelling- they are not merely a group thrown together to flatter the frontman's ego. Having just come out of a recession, there is a slight freeze on these unwanted ranks- the numbers have been capped a little. When in the midst of the financial crisis, the mainstream seemed to be stuffed full of wealthy and fame-seeking bands: artists that were desperate to put their faces on as many pieces of merchandise as possible. Concerned with profit and fame- over credibility and music- it caused many fans and listeners to balk and retreat- in addition to money being tight, few were willing to indulge the greediest and least honourable bands. Unfortunately, the disease has not been eradicated: there are too many acts playing that do not have their hearts and minds in the right place- the lure of money still compels. Thorpe went onto state (that there is too much careerism) and the lack of risks- saying music shouldn't always make sense; it should make you think. Decrying the influx of singer/songwriters- who simply employ musicians to fill out their sound- the band market contains too many posers and pointless examples. When Wild Beast came about- towards 2008- they were awkward and different: sticking out and emanating (from regions that did not have a cultural movement), they were a moonshot- perhaps they would not have survived if they had been formed post-recession. Because of this mainstream malady, more people are becoming inspired by new acts- those that see corporatism as evil; choosing to rebel against it. In the course of my duties, I witness so many acts (that back Hayden Thorpe up): boys and girls that are together to make their music touch people- they are not on the scene to rake in big bucks. When mainstream acts capitulate, there is an element of Schadenfreude- when new acts crumble, there is genuine unease and worry. A lot of time the acts are strong and ambitious; they cease to exist because of the fierce competition. It is great that there is so much quality coming through; I hope the most worthy acts do make their mark- my featured act are an example of a band that deserve big rewards. A community of like-minded and dedicated brothers, the musician minds of Royal Tusk instill their sounds with as much passion and dedication as you could ever find. Flicking between ruminative Americana, potently emotive Soul- hard and driving Rock- the band are one of the most mobile and hard-working bands today. I am in the middle of a Canadian 1-2-3: having just reviewed Ontario's City and the Sea I am preparing my mind for Toronto's Black Lady Soul- the country is keeping my mind busy. What I find- when looking at Canada- is the sheer conviction and solidity of the bands: the musicians associated have a fond respect and appreciation for one another- making their music as stunning and potent as they can. I want to expand on this point- and refer to another point Hayden Thorpe raised- but will introduce you to my featured act:

Daniel Carriere Sandy MacKinnon Motorbike James J. Eygenraam Kurtis Schultz

"You can’t stop a mammoth. Especially a rock ‘n’ roll mammoth led by singer/guitarist Daniel Carriere and bassist Sandy MacKinnon. Royal Tusk is the name of their beast — a shaggy, tenacious force with hints of Americana, soul, and a whole lotta heart. Their first six-song EP, Mountain, is due June 10 on Hidden Pony Records. You could say the title refers to the pair’s immovable friendship, but it’s also a cheeky nod to their persistence as musicians — not even a mountain can deter Royal Tusk. “We’ve been pushing a cart uphill for years,” Carriere chuckles. “We just don’t know how to stop,” MacKinnon admits. You might recognize the two from Ten Second Epic, one of Edmonton’s most beloved rock bands. After 12 years, three albums and two Juno nominations, Ten Second Epic is winding down, but Carriere and MacKinnon still want to make music together. “With the experience of Ten Second Epic, we learned how to do it right, so we know which tunes to put forward …,” says Carriere. “… And not to be so sensitive if something isn’t as good as something else,” adds MacKinnon, who sports a tattoo of a bass-playing mammoth on is right arm. “Not to mention having spent the last 12 years in a van.” “Some of these songs are really old. I feel there’s a certain amount of climbing … and learning what you really wanna do. There’s also a certain amount of catharsis, as if you’re closing a chapter by writing these songs,” Carriere says. “Most of them, kind of cryptically, address certain people, relationships that I’ve had in my life. During some downtime from Ten Second Epic, Carriere also briefly co-fronted DreamFace, a pop band. “I wanted to make sure Royal Tusk was very player-oriented, whereas in DreamFace, I pretty much wrote every part and recorded it,” says Carriere. Keyboardist Motorbike James, guitarist J. Eygenraam and drummer Kurtis Schultz round off Royal Tusk. “With Royal Tusk, I get a rough idea of a song and say, ‘OK, guys, let’s go, write your parts!’ I wanted to get excited again, hear what they bring to the table. Sometimes if you write every single note, you’re like ‘What is this?’ It’s the dynamic between people that makes music fun and inspires you.” You can hear the fun and excitement on Mountain, produced by Gus Van Go (The Stills, Said The Whale, Hollerado). Even when Royal Tusk is tackling heartache, regret or indecision, their songs seem to burst with joy — thanks to bubbly organs, soulful grooves, elasticized riffs, and Carriere’s warm, but defiant vocals on tracks such as the first single, Shadow of Love, and The Letter. With a forth-coming EP and impending tour dates, Carriere and MacKinnon will once again get in the van and continue pushing forward. Nope, you really can’t stop a mammoth."

I will investigate Royal Tusk's music anon; first I am compelled to raise another point. Harking back to that man Hayden Thorpe- another interview point really spoke to me. In 2014, we have as much stored music and resources as any time during history- the baffling and mind-boggling array of recorded sounds is confounding. New artists are faced with an exhausting and baffling task: which sounds and artists do you incorporate into your music? The Wild Beasts frontman weighed up the blessing and curse of choice- having so much at your disposal can cause many to sweat with exhaustion. Perhaps the risks- of dipping into musical history- are outweighing the benefits- new bands tend to limit their sonic output and variation. As much as I love Indie and Rock bands- the wonder and passion they can enforce- I yearn for sounds that do things a bit differently- take their mind away from the predictable and surprise the listener. Royal Tusk are no workaday average band: their blends of Americana, Rock and Soul are a treat for the ears; they have been seducing critics and setting their sights apart. Just to look at the striking five-piece is to see something different: our hirsute and intriguing heroes are not the predictable mass of ripped jeans and moody stares; no man necklaces and dark glasses appear in their publicity photos- they are MEN who make epic music; the epitome of the brave new wave of artists coming through. Imbued with as much determination, ambition and force (as most bands out there), the guys have cleverly dipped into music's (vast and bounteous) chest of resources- infused elements together to elicit something genuinely fresh and stunning. The band is clearly very close and tightly-knit: the music is player-orientated and a solid foundation. There is no dictatorship; the guys are not preening and genuflecting (to the beat of the frontman)- everything is equally-distributed within the ranks of Royal Tusk. The Canadian band have overcome two near-insurmountable objects: not only are they a genuine and honest band; they ensure their music is distinct and fervent- stunning enough to blow away the cobwebs of predictability. This brilliance and artistry is cemented in their E.P., Mountain. I will be giving the E.P. a short review- in the conclusionary paragraph- yet have been compelled by their latest single- the brilliant Shadow of Love. The lead-off track from their stunning E.P., it has caused many excited Internet tongues to proffer a-wagging: commentators have been quick to point out the song's joyous mix of beauty and soul- the hard edges and the gutsy and tender middles. Few bands have such a terrific blend of sounds and sensations- they are an act I will be following for as long as I can.

When it comes to assessing Royal Tusk's previous work, it proves to be a difficult task. The band was formed from the ashes of acts like Ten Second Epic- the group contained Royal Tusk members Daniel Carriere and Sandy MacKinnon. Albums such as Count Yourself In contained a lot of Emo and Rock edges- the songs were more consistently hard than Royal Tusk's latest work. Displaying some of the hallmarks that have gone into Mountain- the band's follow-up- Hometown was awash with catchy riffs, soaring melodies and insatiable lyrics. Others such as Stand Up and First & Foremost impressed critics greatly: the songs striking riffs and huge memorability stood out in the mind. Whereas a lot of the tracks were guitar-driven- the album clocked in nearly an hour long- there was plenty of diversity and range. Warm Pop moments and atmospheric avenues were mingled; the band opened up their palette and created one of their finest works. Having gained huge acclaim throughout Canada, it is a shame that the band decided to call things quits- you can hear the development from the work of Ten Second Epic. Retaining those distinct guitar sounds and sense of range, Royal Tusk offer something new: the band seem more in-tune and together; the songs more fully-rounded and effortless- the democracy and openness of the creative process has led to richer and more rewarding songs. Dipping more into Americana and Soul sounds, Royal Tusk have a lot at their disposal: the songs on Mountain are testament to the fervent and unadulterated ambition (and talent at work). The biggest development and change is the band themselves: they sound different and separate themselves from Ten Second Epic- Carriere and MacKinnon have not simply put together a duplicate group. Because of this, you must assess Royal Tusk on their initial work- the sounds and sensations emanating from their E.P. Shadow of Love is warm and has trippy edges: the intro. takes your mind away from Ten Second Epic and towards something new and alert. Showcasing some biblical and elephantine riffs, the song is a mixture of surprises and huge fireworks- the boys are in inspired and compelling mood. Smoke Rings has heart-felt and emotive melodies: the song has a mellifluous and breezy soul that ties the myriad and multifarious riffs together. The Letter is a tender and emotive ballad that has strength and plenty of passion- it is one of the standout songs on the E.P. I shall review the tracks in greater depth, yet it is clear that this exciting outfit mean business: their E.P. is not merely a collection of samey songs and tired retreads- there is plenty for everyone to enjoy. Whilst some reviewers may have yearned for more riff-heavy kicks, it is a minor detraction- Mountain is impressive because of its different contours and colours. An E.P. that was chocked with heavier and more psychedelic sounds would grow tiring- it would not contain necessary nuance and diversity. Appealing to a wide range of listeners and fans, what Royal Tusk have done is put together a solid and fascinating work- one that will surely lead to many more recordings. Their sounds are assured and confident; completely intuitive and together- the partnerships between the band members has solidified and galvanised their music- the performances are universally compelling.

When trying to look at influences for Royal Tusk, it is a difficult job. Having such a unique and fresh sound, you can only detect the most minor of influences really- bits of choruses and riffs put you in mind of other artists. In interviews, the band have hinted at inspirations and influences; some of Mountain's songs have whiffs of well-known acts. When hearing some of the spellbinding and energised guitar work- on the E.P.- I was put in mind of modern-day Muse. Albums like The Resistance were packed with shout-choruses and huge atmopsherics- the big musical ambition and vocal virtuosity made the album so compelling. Mountain contains similar themes and qualities: the biggest numbers have anthemic flair and headiness; choruses and lines that compel the listener to shout along in unison. Hugely titanic guitars and multi-layered melodies made The Resistance such a huge proposition- there was Rock-Opera and bombast; extravagance and epics. Whereas Royal Tusk do not employ Rachmaninoff-style pianos and classical overtures, they do instill some of Muse's upbeat and foot-stomping grandeur- songs such as Shadow of Love are testament to this. The vocals on Mountain are suitably sky-scraping and lustful; like Bellamy's performances- on The Resistance- there is huge soulfulness and crooning emotion. The 2nd Law saw Muse continue their charm offensive: the album contains slick production and a sonic innovation. Pushing themselves further than they have before, Muse incorporated a wide array of sounds and genres- it was one of their most diverse discs. Although The 2nd Law came off a little disjointed and scattershot, Mountain manages to tie its diverse threads together- there is more cohesion and solidity within the E.P. Like Muse's 2011 album, Mountain has plenty of emotion and introspection. Muse- on The 2nd Law- looked at personal demons and harsh emotions; themes of alcoholism and depression were explored- wrapped up in atmospheric and deeply touching sonics. Royal Tusk tie together Muse's latter-career work; that same mixture of fist-pumping jams (and deep and compelling gems). Arctic Monkeys is a name that I will mention. Usually reserved for Indie bands and U.K.-based artists, I can see some of the Sheffield boys' artistry come through in Mountain. When the riffs get dirty and primal, I heard embers of AM- the band's latest album. Carrying on from Humbug's Josh Homme-inspired inputs- darker riffs; Desert Rock sounds; something altogether sexier- the band produced an album filled with muscular and taut Rock (and melodic Pop moments)- they united their Humbug and Suck It and See work. Royal Tusk infuse some Hip-Hop-influenced guitars- the time signatures and distinct patterns that Arctic Monkeys experimented with on AM (can be seen on some of Mountain's songs). The endless energy and fun- that defined Arctic Monkeys' early work- has influenced Royal Tusk- the band never sound anything but intent and meaningful; even their most introspective songs contain plenty of light and beauty. AM possesses plenty of craft, musicianship and confidence- the songs were uniformly tight and nuanced. Royal Tusk ensure their music is well-crafted and studied- there are no loose edges or aimless jams to be found. Strong rhythmic moments, fuzzy guitars and lust. AM was a work by a band who wanted to be seen as artists; rather than Indie boys- it screams ambition and professionalism. The slow juggernauts, hand-clap moments and electrifying luster- that defined AM- can be seen in Mountain. Royal Tusk may not lace their lyrics with as much potery and wordplay; their compositions are jammed with power, story and unexpectidness- they subvert expectations and create something quite startling. Having mentioned the Homme-produced Humbug- I shall mention Queens of the Stone Age. Mountain contains some Desert-Rock crawls; slinking and snaking riffs- you can compare it with Like Clockwork... On Queens' latest disc, the boys upped the volume and crunch; made sure the album had as much denseness (and tautness) as they had ever displayed. Gone were the sprawls and Desert-Rock reliance: instead the band incorporated interwoven riffs and purposeful tightness. The cuts on Like Clockwork... were more song-orientated and mature; catchier and more assured than anything that had gone before- something Royal Tusk employ. The Canadians draw in these elements, but install some of Era Vulgaris' ragged and wild energy- those direct and missile hits come into the bargain. Royal Tusk possess some of Queens' current grooves and razor-sharp songwriting- songs go from shuddering and dark through to swaggering and sexy. no two songs sound alike; the mobility and colourfulness that comes through defines Mountain. When choruses become impassioned and emotive, I hear touches of early-career Matchbox 20. The Florida band's debut work- Yourself or Someone Like You- was synonymous with Rob Thomas' heartfelt and stadium-sized vocals. That albums draws in the basic elements of '90s Rock; augments the blueprints of Classic-Rock- married them in a boiling pot of melodic and catchy bravado. Centered around Thomas' emphatic and sturdy vocals, the band's early days won over masses of fans. Although Royal Tusk are stronger and more impressive, they do mix in some of Matchbox 20's qualities. When Mad Season came about- the band's sophomore album- here there was plenty of mainstream American-Rock catchiness; huge craftsmanship that emphasised melodies and brought fun and shine into proceedings- something I can hear along Mountain. The Canadian quintet instill plenty of well-produced and rounded songs; gems that stand up to repeated listens- songs that are perfect for sunnier climbs and warm days. Before I hint at some band-specific icons- that Royal Tusk are influenced by- I will mention one more name- My Chemical Romance. The now-defunct icons won over legions of supports with their distinct and alert sound. Of the band's four albums, The Black Parade and Three Cheers for Sweet Revenge are the most relevant comparables. The mega-decibel kick of The Black Parade made every track- on the album- so alive and emphatic; there was Rock-Opera and H-bomb bombast. Although The Black Parade was a concept album, it engaged critics with its blend of interesting storybook characters-cum-Progressive ambitions. Combining Prog-Rock swathes with Rock-Opera riffs, it is My Chemical Romance's most cohesive and scintillating work. Royal Tusk project some of these elements with Three Cheer for Sweet Revenge. Stompers like I'm Not Okay (I Promise) showed a relentless drive towards energy and claustrophobic realms. Although Royal Tusk do not portray the same blood-stained scenes, they have an ear for thematic storytelling- their tracks draw you into some fascinating and eye-catching tableaus. With harsh and pummeling percussion- on numbers like Ghost of You- The Black Parade was a varied and action-packed collection. Royal Tusk make sure Mountain has its fair share of atmosphere, urgency and story- topped off with My Chemical Romance-esque anthemics, and you have a band that mean business. Dipping into interviews- conducted with Royal Tusk- there are some names that influenced their creative progress. Jeremy Fisher, Said the Whale and Lyle Lovett are the final three names I will draw in. Jeremy Fisher is a fellow Canadian songwriter- albums such as Goodbye Blue Monday were rife with quality songs. Rollicking shuffle, charm and charisma made songs like Jolene and Scar That Never Heals so fascinating and addictive. Lay Down's swaggering and confident chorus made it a standout song; stories about pining for home and comfort gives it a personal and emotive edge- it is a layered and multicoloured work of art. Royal Tusk install plenty of personal songs and relevant travelogues; their music has stunning confident and restrained moments- it is clear that their fellow countryman has had an affect. Lyle Lovett's I Love Everybody offer change-ups and engaging stories; dour humour and deep emotions resonate in the songs- brought to life with stunning band performances. Whilst Royal Tusk employ the faintest hints of Lovett- when they go Country-field and Folk-orientated- his legacy comes out. Said the Whale are a prolific Canadian Indie-Rock/Indie-Folk band. When investigating their album Islands Disappear, you can see it had an effect on Royal Tusk. That album possesses natural landscapes- investigating the effect scenery has on the mindset. The band explore their environment; pine for various towns and getaways- take the listener inside their mind to somewhere special. Layering their songs with sing-along charm and quality, it is a deep, layered and rich album. Royal Tusk have a similarly evocative and scenic scope: their songs take your mind along with them; put pictures and images in the brain- have that same wistfulness and romantic side to their songs. Mountain sees numbers explore similar ventures- Royal Tusk has the ability to calm the senses and relax the hurried and stressed listener.

With all of this information on board; given what we know about the band's inception (and background)- a lot of pressure must be on them. Shadow of Love is a rebirth and embryonic step: the world's first taste of what Royal Tusk are all about. Anyone expecting something slow-building and passive are in for a surprise- the band ensure that you are hooked from the initial moments. A funky and springing step welcomes the track in. Fusing swirling moments of Americana; The Resistance-era Muse; some touches of Soul- the sapling seconds whip up plenty of potential and promise. Already hooked into the song, it carries you along with its gleefulness and insatiable beat. Dancing along to its brief- but beautiful- lead in, out hero approaches the microphone. The initial words paint at unease and heartache. Our frontman has done things he didn't want to do- he should have listened to his friends; they said "lie to you." The vocal is determined and impassioned; not prone to overdoing things, there is plenty of strength and resentment mingling with one another- whomever the culpable sweetheart is, she has caused a world of issues. Perhaps things are not so one-sided. My initial thoughts saw the girl at fault- it seems like our hero may be dropping the ball. He clearly is enamoured of the girl; realises mistakes have been made- perhaps his attention has been diffuse and wavering. Proclaiming he'll make the dinner he never did; rectifying his transgressions- our man seems to be in honest and confessional mode. Doing what he was "never supposed to do" he has been running with the boys; prioritising his friends- ahead of his girl- it seems that some damage has been done. It is rare to find a song that casts blame on the author- ordinarily there is accusations and finger-pointing; not here. Desperate to make things right, our man is turning over a new leaf. The band nobly support their brother's quest: the guitars swagger and grumble with Arctic Monkey-esque prowess; the mood is light but forceful- it is a perfect blend that means the words resonate and stick. Ensuring that his words hit the mark, the vocal increases and augments its urgency. Our hero's mother has offered sagacious words; truth is the focal point of the song. Caught in a Catch-22 situation, something has been said- to his sweetheart- that has caused the riff: knowing he should never lie, perhaps our man has been TOO honest. Whether he has committed an indiscretion or been too open, I am not sure- it appears that he was following logic and truthfulness. Coming back around to bite him, the chorus offers up the most effusive and impassioned plea. Vocals unite; the band combine tightly- the insatiable and rushing delivery highlights the sense of pain and upheaval. Whatever has been said between the two; whatever truths have been unearthed, our hero just wants her back- deep down he is the same man that she fell in love with. Making sure rambunctious swing mandates their sounds; the band bolster and emphasise their roles- injecting plenty of force and momentum into proceedings. Scared of his shadow of love, the track mutates and jives: the guitars rampantly shift and contort; the bass guides the men forward- the percussion clatters with lustful abandon. Changing direction mid-line, the boys pull off an AM-esque track: subverting expectations and keeping the track endlessly fresh and alive. Arctic Monkeys solidified this on that album; kept everything vibrant, vital and dangerous- the Canadian quintet show a similar intelligence and adventurousness. Packed with plenty of sing-along might; emphatic fists-in-the-air quality, the song draws you in. Just as you are ready to submit yourself to a tidal wave of energy and force- the song dips back down. Our hero offers apology and reflection- he wonders whether it would have been best if they had never met. Causing his woman trouble, there is an air of sarcasm and insincerity: perhaps the other party is over-reacting and being too unrealistic. Our man has been honest and genuine; expending energy and time- she has got back what she put in. Perhaps not pulling her weight; not being committed- it is unsurprising she is dissatisfied and disgruntled. Putting her to rights, our hero wages war- he is not going to be seen as the victim in the piece. His apologies are premature: if he had of said sorry it would have been another lie- you get a great glimpse into a complete picture. It seems that both are being a little stubborn and guilty- it is probably best that the relationship has come to a natural end. Dizzying and tripping electronics bond with the guitar, percussion and bass- acting as a post-chorus parable, it rustles up plenty of renewed intrigue. Our hero comes across as a dominant and alpha figure: he is not going to back down or repent; all your initial summations are instantly contradicted and redefined. Combining elements of Muse's latter-day work; Arctic Monkeys' latest album; plenty of anthemics and atmosphere- you never lose interest at all. Before the 2:20 mark, a spiked and buzzing riff is unleashed- not too heavy or primal, it perfectly keeps the mood tense. Our frontman has an air of detachment and aloofness- he has done all he can and seems unwilling to break his back. Wonderfully sitting alongside the likes of The Black Key's break-up gems- the songs heard on Turn Blue- our boys present their own take- one where sorrow does not dictate things. It is the charm and endless bonhomie that makes the track so distinct and buoyant: it never relents or seems willing to submit- ensuring every line and note gets the listener standing to attention; moving their feet in time. The song's title acts as a ghost and curse: our man is still scared by his own shadow- his sweetheart should be similarly aware and cautious. Lacing the composition with so much catchiness, addictive sting and rousing strings work, the track never succumbs to the worst traits of the mainstream- that ready-for-radio sound that consists of humdrum and mediocre compositional values. It is the incredibly passionate and distinct contributions from the band- tied to their leader's stirring vocal- that makes the song their own; ensures that it never escapes your mind. As we go into the final seconds, the boys are not done talking. The song title is elongated and stretched; the words punctuated and underlined- the band back it up with a rousing and unfaltering dedication to the subject matter. Providing the same kick as we found in the intro.; the last moments snarl and feast- the hungry mammoth has done with his victim.

I shall give plaudits to the band; for now, I will sum up the song. It is a rousing and stunning opening cut- from the Mountain E.P. I shall go into a little more depth- with regards to the individual numbers- but few E.P.s open with such clout and purpose. Drawing in elements of Ten Second Epic's previous work; instilling a huge amount of new and fresh inspiration- and some hints of others acts- the band have unveiled a fully-rounded and deep song- one that stands up to repeated listens. One of the biggest problems with the mainstream is the musical Lazarus syndrome. A lot of critics call time on bands; their pulses have stopped beating- they are verbally declared dead. What happens is they come back- seemingly from the dead- and confound- either reuniting or providing unexpectedly good work. My point is, this declaration is made because their current output is so sub-par and ineffectual- sometimes it occurs right at the start of their careers. New bands have to ensure their very initial steps are as meaningful and potent as they can muster up- I have seen too many enter the scene with such a whimper; I am shocked they have an audience after such inexcusable sloppiness. Royal Tusk know how important first impressions are: with a rich musical heritage behind them, Shadow of Love is an authoritative, confident and taut track. Both moody and uplifting, it mixes so many different strands and colours into the melting pot- without compromising its ideals and working-class background. The band themselves make the song such a triumph. The vocal is completely convincing and gripping. Not owing too much to any other voices, the performance never loses its step and force- that urgency and compelling grasp are what makes the words so standout. The themes have been trodden before; few bands keeps you guessing and provide twists and turns- the band have not simply done what everyone else does; their unique testament should inspire other bands to write similar songs. The guitar work is emphatic and mesmeric throughout. When the solos arrive they are not too overbearing and cloying- injecting just the appropriate amount of drive and weight, they provide some of the most memorable moments. Although there are touches of Arctic Monkeys- and by extension, Queens of the Stone Age- luster and sound; the band do not simply rebrand it and copycat- their sound is very much their own. During the choruses, the strings provide ample and impressive backing; the bass work is tremendous and strong- it keeps everything authoritative and determined. Never letting the foreground run away and become too overladen, they offer restraint and discipline- whilst ensuring lyrical and melodic invention comes out. Drumming on the track is stout and stern- passionate and raw, it makes sure the song never drops its head (or gets out of your mind). In the same way the likes of Foo Fighters can unleash band-orientated smashes- here Royal Tusk have carved a stunning and vibrant song. The perfect start to their E.P., it ensures listening ears investigate everything they have to offer.

Throughout Mountain, you are given something new and surprising. Engine starts tenderly and emotional- our frontman lets his smooth and impassioned voice implore. Needing to get away and escape, he hits the road and escapes a bad situation. Never more sure of things, the song pops and sparkles: the composition starts sparse and effective- it bursts to life in the chorus. Displaying the most fervent and wracked vocal performance, the hero rallies against his girl- she will never know what she lost; get what she thinks she should have. The rage and anger pours with venom- you believe every word that is uttered. Throwing in some melody and light, the song rises and falls- the energy levels never rest at all. When the story moves forward, our hero is surrounded by bottles, alcohol and girls- he has broken away from the shackles of a relationship; found himself somewhere more freeing. This is his rebellion and emancipation. Smoke Rings begins with a catchy and spirited cry. Giving him what he needs (whatever that refers to), our hero lets his voice shine- mixing whispered falsetto with crackling roars, it is a terrific performance. The song looks at a flighty and unreliable subject- someone who likes to "come and go." Whether causing annoyance and unrest- or just taken as red- the heroine is never around. Our man seems to have given up caring. Backed by a focused and strong composition, it is one of the E.P.'s most immediate and urgent songs. The Letter is more emotive and tender. Looking at a letter- that was written a while back- our man never sent it. In his drawer- having been through the wash- there is hesitation and nerves. Not having mailed the letter, our hero looks back on events- he was dreaming; not having said what he should have, events have turned how they have. It has its heart and soul in a romantic comedy: the will-they-wont-they scenarios; the recriminations and regrets; the sense of mystery too. Whether the two have separated and cannot come back; dedication and tribute is paid- the other party always had his back (when things got hard and other started to doubt). Possessing the most ambitious and fascinating composition, there are spacey and trippy electronics (and layered vocals)- that sense of importance and grandeur comes through sharply. Years Ago has Americana and Blues tones. Softer and more measured, it hits you with its initial sway. The song sees our man try to forget about a love; push the memories aside- our hero wants to love again but is scared that things will break. Complex and mobile, the composition adds a lot of energy and intrigue- the band have found great inspiration in this song. Wondering whether he can love and move on, there is determination and focus- our hero has not given up on things. Jesus Saves is a stunning closing statement. After its catchy and cool-as-hell lead-in- where funky guitars and bubbling electronics are tempted- the vocal is forceful and direct. Jesus will not save our man; the impure thoughts in his mind cannot be cleansed. Not worrying about consequences, the hero is looking for answers and directions- he has lost his soul and been torn up. Letting his girl go, you feel like things will not repair- we see the heroine running after the bad boys. Imbued with the catchiest and most foot-stomping kick, the song is insanely memorable- a definite festival gem-in-waiting. Mixing the sunniness of Pop; the grit and force of Indie and Alternative- with some Soul undertones- it is a wonderful concoction. The track superbly ends the E.P.- making the listener yearn for more. With every new review, I am afforded the opportunity to witness something fresh- music that a lot of people have not heard, We in the U.K. are seeing Canadian acts filtered through gradually- it is a shame that there is such a clog in the pipes. I know the media is keen to proclaim and promote homegrown acts; it seems that eyes are a bit short-sighted- it is incongruous and foolhardy to ignore such terrific music. Having surveyed the likes of The Tallest Tree and City and the Sea, I am being afforded first-hand opportunity to see some of the world's most fascinating acts progress. Royal Tusk are a band that have really peaked my interest: it has been a long while since I have heard their particular brand of music. So many acts go straight for the bones: lace their music with heaviness and anthemic qualities- negating the importance of surprise and difference. With so many like-minded artists coming through, the greatest patronage will be paid to those that stand apart- the Canadian quintet have deftly and intelligently side-stepped musical pratfalls and pits. It will be interesting to see what they offer next year: if they will sojourn in the studio for another record- or take their music as far and wide as they can. I hope they can balance the two- it would be great to see Royal Tusk come over to the U.K. and give us an earful. Songs like Shadow of Love do not come around that often- E.P.s with Mountain's peaks are a rarity indeed. When these types of events do come along, it is vital we do not let them remain in the shadows and crumble to the sea- encourage them to flourish in the light (and consecrate their stature). For all the po-faced and uber-serious bands out there- they could learn a lot from the rugged and charming Royal Tusk. Not gravitated around a preening and pretentious figurehead, they are a galvanised collective: a pure musical force that are as weighty and dangerous as their name suggests. Before I leave you all, I will circle back to my original thesis: that interview with Wild Beasts. Although Hayden Thorpe's crew are among the most inventive and stunning bands in the world, it is the truths and facts they expound that resonate hard- how many new acts do you see that stick long in the mind? Most of my review subjects have stuck with me; few mainstream acts deeply impress me- the occasional band have sufficient gravity and arsenal to do some talking. The real treats are going to (the acts and artists) poking from the underground quarters of new music- this is where the finest examples are shining. Hayden Thorpe stated- in the interview- how the choice of music- the sheer collection of historical sounds- is off-putting and daunting. He explained it in these terms: "It’s a huge privilege to make music now with such resources at hand, but equally it can be a weight." I shouldn't think the mighty Royal Tusk are intimidated by weight...

THEY are a mammoth, after all.

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Track Review: City and the Sea- Venture

 

 TRACK REVIEW:

City and the Sea

 

 

Venture

9.2/10.0

Venture is available from:

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K-nIanKe9LI

RELEASED:

15 July 2014

WRITTEN BY:

City and The Sea

PRODUCED BY:

Carl Jennings

MIXED BY:

Carl Jennings

RECORDED AND MIXED AT:

Westmoreland Studio, Hamilton

MASTERED BY:

Brian Lucey at Magic Garden Mastering

LABEL:

Red Coast Records

GENRES:

Alternative, Hard-Rock

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Inspired by the likes of Jimmy Eat World and Foo Fighters; City and the Sea are one of Canada's most intriguing acts. Having been recording for a number of years, they present one of their most impressive and emphatic songs: Venture is a fresh and fists-in-the-air swagger- determined to rouse frenzy and impassioned support

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AS I subjected my blog to a bit of a revamp and overhaul...

it got my thinking about a number of different things. The first consideration- that bubbled about my brain- was musical reinvention and discovery. When you look out at the new musicians muscling forth, there is a lot of ambition coming out: acts are determined to inject life and renewal into various genres of music. Electro.-Pop acts are revitalising and redefining rather staid and placid sounds; Grunge artists are infusing their music with something compelling, complex and cross-pollinated; Soul stars are stirring in bits of Blues and Jazz-Rock- it seems that the new generation are determined to make their mark. It is impressive that this is being done: so many musicians come across as unadventurous and boring; it is nice to hear artists that take the trouble to do something unique and unexpected. Genres such as Pop and Soul are- in my view at least- a little easier to transform and diversify: the likes of Rock, Alternative and Indie are much harder (to do anything with). Over the last week- and the week coming- my attentions are going to be focused upon Indie and Hard-Rock avenues: assessing bands that prefer their output to err towards the heavier side of things- fitting into a marketplace that is crowded and competitive. A lot of music-lovers and commentators are keen to overstate the situation of current music: a great deal are claiming that innovation and ambition is seeping out by the month; the new crop coming through are not putting their heart, brain and soul into music- some acts definitely are culpable of this. What I find is that the sense of wonder and experimentation is high and fervent- the sapling artists are as original and unique as anything I have heard. Of course, you do get a lot of samey and stolid acts; for the most part, new musicians are taking the time to do things right- provide the listener with an experience that is compelling, colourful and distinct. My featured act is an Alternative/Hard-Rock act; yet dare to be that much more bold and different: if you have any predetermined- and prerequisite- thoughts, then feel free to abandon them- the guys are not your workaday and average band. Possessed of a cool, quirky and unique personality; the group provide melody and nuance; peace and light- among a tantalising whirlpool of sonic innovation and force. One of my biggest gripes- when it comes to music in general- is the homogenisation of sounds: so few mainstream acts really resonate and stick in the imagination. I am not sure whether it is because of the mass numbers; the sheer pressure that is put (onto musicians)- or something else- but some form of revolution needs to be undertaken- the hungry clan of unsigned and new acts are waiting to pounce and spring. I would expect to see something happen into 2015: the best and most stirring newbies are likely to gain some form of foothold; start to make their way into critical minds- begin the shift into the mainstream. Before I continue on this point- and raise another one- I shall introduce my featured act:

Nick Cino- Lead Vocals, Guitar

Jon Daly- Lead Guitar

Dave Marini- Bass

Joe Piccolo- Drums

"City and The Sea are well aware that their name spells out the acronym CATS, and they’re cool with that. Cats are nimble and instinctive creatures who are ready to pounce on their next prey. City and The Sea is a melodic rock band from Hamilton, Ontario. None of them currently own any cats. Some say the band was abducted by aliens many years ago, shown the ways of interstellar space travel and given the gift of great songwriting. Others say they unearthed an ancient tomb where they discovered the magic of rock ‘n’ roll. The more believable story is that the members of the band have spent countless hours writing great melodies mixed with hard rock guitars and have played show after show singing them to audiences. Their sound has been compared to the Foo Fighters, Jimmy Eat World, and Smashing Pumpkins. Hell bent on bringing real rock ‘n’ roll back from the brink, City and The Sea is a force of nature. Lead singer Nick Cino is equal parts Dave Grohl and Chris Robinson, projecting a melodic and strong vocal style usually hidden behind a mane of hair. Jon Daly is the boy wonder on lead guitar – honoring the indie styling of St. Vincent mixed with the riffs of Led Zeppelin, never going on stage without a pair of Chuck Taylors on. Dave Marini is the magic man on bass, born a Leo, and founder of the International Bass Academy of Awesomeness. And behind the skins is the man with the mohawk, Joe Piccolo, the hardest hitting drummer in the Hammer, channeling the ability and dynamics of John Bonham. "Venture/Trouble" – the new double A-Side from City and The Sea is more of a mission statement than a pair of songs. "Venture" is the stadium-ready rocker, kicking off with a distorted riff before breaking into a chorus even Noel Gallagher wished he’d written. "Trouble" is the pop song, the ass-shaker, already becoming a live favourite. Both songs showcase the band’s ability to write incredibly catchy tunes with heart and a quick punch to the gut. The guitars are loud but the harmonies are sweet. The new single comes off the success of the ACTION FIGURES EP, released in 2013. The EP spawned two singles "Strange Feeling" and "Living It Up". City and The Sea hit the scene in 2010 with "Leave A Light On". That EP’s first single "Fool’s Union" received airplay on MuchMusic and MuchLoud. The last few years have been a whirlwind of activity: tours of Europe and Canada, showcases in New York City, opening slots for Wide Mouth Mason, Die Mannequin, The Reason and Rusty; a featured slot at Supercrawl 2013, sharing the bill with the likes of Passion Pit, Joel Plaskett Emergency and Fucked Up. Airplay on college and commercial FM stations across Canada (Rock 95 – Barrie/Y108 – Hamilton/FM96 – London/K-Rock – Kingston/The Wolf – Regina/The Bridge – Nelson/Mountain FM – Whistler). Kids are catching on to their fun and high energy stage show, these guys don’t fool around in the rock ‘n’ roll department. CITY AND THE SEA are ready to believe you!"

Aside from a lack of mobility, one thing that annoys me about music- sounding like an old man here!- is the cessation and dissipation of personality and identity. So many artists- predominantly in the mainstream- do not come across as personable or inspirational. Contented to stick their heads down and do the bare-minimum, the masses are determined to avoid the lure of capturing hearts- preferring their music to do all of the talking. I understand music is not a beauty pageant; yet connecting with a musician on a personal plain is as important as connecting with their music- the artists that understand this are proving to be most popular. My favourite new musicians are those that have big hearts and keen smiles: they take the trouble to chat with you and open up; reveal a little something about what makes them tick- illuminate their inner-most thoughts and secrets. Without giving too much away, you can gain a lot to fans- provide something deep and desired; you do not need to strip yourself naked and pour blood everywhere. A lot of mainstream acts are plastic and faceless: committed to secrecy and scant revelation, they are one-dimensional and flat- struggling to truly inspire wannabe musicians and fans. City and the Sea are one of Canada's most charming and interesting new acts- defined by their fun and alive stage shows, their music is a comparable feast of festival, scintillation and effusiveness. Not content to sit on the sidelines, the band embrace the listener- bring them into the music and try to get them fully on board. Not compromising their ideals and direction, the clan is equally eye-catching and unexpected- they are an act that we need to see more of. I wonder how they will fare into the next year: whether the Canadians can transverse the oceans and find their way to the U.K.- they have toured Europe before and built up a solid reputation. City and the Sea's music differs greatly from what we have- over in Britain- and is sure to resonate and fascinate fans here- let's hope social media and music websites understand this; proffer the band's multicoloured and gleaming luster. Having had a busy and adventurous career, the quartet are making their new moves- Venture is a fresh and stunning cut that could well make its way onto a future E.P. (or album). I have not questioned the band- with regards to future releases- but it seems that we'll be seeing something sooner rather than later- a fresh chapter from a vibrant and ubiquitous band. My attentions and heart are going to be residing in Canada for the next week- it seems I am quite popular here- and assessing various acts across the nation. For now, Steeltown's brave and bold four-piece are putting Hamilton- and Canada- on the map; inspiring minds and offering ubiquitous and universal sounds- music that cannot fail to seduce the most cynical of listeners.

Looking at Venture, you can see a clear development from the band. The group's first E.P. arrived in 2008. Entitled Long Time Comin' the record was a stunning and memorable debut. A Little Bit of Soul has organs and Soul-inspired dance- it implores you to move your feet and jam along. Questioning whether he is right or wrong, our frontman is questioning himself- it mixes deep and introspective themes with full and lush music. Some Revolution has parts of Dylan's 1965 output: joining Highway 61 Revisited and its electronic swirls, it is a Blues-Rock riot. Blonde on Blonde's gorgeous and deep compositional elements come into play. The track boasts gorgeous and romantic vocals; against a track that sees revolution coming, our man is down in New Orleans- the song is deep with stunning imagery and exciting story. I Tried So Hard has gentle and romantic sides; our hero does not want to be separated from his love- sweeping and grand emotions seep through. The band's embryonic cut is a packed and multifarious collection: covering so much ground, it also cements a unique and individual sound- one that differs from the regurgitated and obvious sounds of the mainstream. Two years later, the band unveiled Leave A Light On- another E.P. that contained more than its fair share of gems. Fool's Union begins with a fade-in: Country-esque tones mutate into crunching and harder riffs- chanting and bolstered vocals give the song an instant rush. Buzzing and chainsaw guitars are foot-stomping and anthemic. Our hero is feeling like a fool; being taken advantage of- there is an angry and determined drive in the vocal. The title track is spacey and trippy- in the opening few seconds- before enclosing itself. Introverted and calmed, subjects look at loneliness and detachment. Some people- according to the hero- are half-alive; some not so- the images and avenues are vivid and scenic. Gimme Back My Soul sees City and the Sea usher up a sing-along and rousing coda: a song destined for open highways and sun-touched cities. Embers of the like of Black Crowes and Foo Fighters mix to inspire one of the band's most direct and uplifting songs. The two years saw the band develop and expand their sound. They retain their softer and more melodic centre; expanding it, harder and more vibrant jams are unfurled- they develop their Hard-Rock side and seem more fully-rounded and complete. Sounding tighter, more confident and urgent, the band stepped up a gear; instilled more lust and passion into their music- drawing in new fans and listeners. Strange Feeling was their 2012 single- it later appeared on their Action Figures E.P. The song builds and teases before unveiling a raptured and Indie-esque sound. Parts of Oasis' 1994/5 period comes to light; that stature, determination and anthemic pride is showcased- it moves your feet and inspires you to pump your fists. Looking at bloody scenes and the issues of being controlled, there is paranoia and nervy utterances- one of the band's most invigorating and complete songs, it is a startling cut. The aforementioned E.P. arrived a year later. Footprints is teasing and contorting- a hard and determined beast. Living It Up has Foo Fighter moments- their softer side- that draws in the band's early work. Our hero's eyes are faded; not belonging and feeling alone, he is rallying against the world. Showing sensitivity and recrimination, the song is a rousing and emotional number- one that perfectly marries soft and tender with bolstered and inflamed. How Do You Do? sees Radiohead-esque guitar strings introduce some stillness and ethereal longing. Demonstrating their affection for Black Crowes, a deep and resonant song is unfolded. Looking back at relationships and love; the hardness and proclivity of a bond- our hero is in full voice. The composition stutters and is juggernaut; sweet vocal harmonies add some beauty and touching heart. One of the most diverse and full songs, the band once more layer their ambitions and focus. Having stepped on from their 2008 output, City and the Sea showcase renewed inspiration- solidifying that perfect blend of quiet and loud dynamics. The E.P. brought in new supporters; built the band's reputation for surprising and invigorating musicianship and mood- their lyrics are more varied and tight. The performances are equally tight and in-tune: the band solidify and galvanise their majesty; everything became more astonishing and fresh. Venture builds once more: showing the flair and energy of Strange Feeling and How Do You Do? the track is the heaviest and more primal band offering- softer and elliptical stages are in the mix too. The strength and passion shown- in Venture- could parlay into a fully-fledged album or E.P.- such is the momentum and quality of the song, it is sure to snowball. Having been recording for over six years, City and the Sea have improved and strengthened their sound- each new release shows something new and unexpected. It will be fascinating to see where they go from here: whether they retain this core sound or go in another direction. Such is the mobility and sense of adventure, the band are restless and unstoppable- they have plenty in their arsenal to achieve great results. In all of their work comes a mixture of U.S. Driving-Rock, Alternative maturity and youthful Hard-Rock and Indie- few acts offer this myriad of different contours and blends.

If you are looking around for other acts- that could have inspired City and the Sea, then I can offer a few names. One of the most distinct bands- I can compare with our quartet- is Jimmy Eat World. The legendary Arizona band have been impressing critics since their debut (the 1994 self-titled cut). If I were to draw parallels to one particular album, it would be Bleed American. Perhaps their peak achievement; it sees driving guitar work and catchy melodies seduce the senses. The L.P. saw spacey Emo work alongside straight-to-the-point Punk and Rock 'n' Roll. Able to seamlessly and naturally blend- such disparate genres- the resultant album is a stunning work of fluidity and precision. Showing a love of impassioned and gorgeous backing vocals; it is tied with urgent and vintage guitar sounds. Toying and playing with lyrical themes- borrowing from other songs into the process- the U.S. monsters created a work that inspired a legion of new rockers. City and the Sea mix understated and majestic beauty with primal and gravelled swagger- you could see Venture easily nestling near the top of Bleed American. Jimmy Eat World showed new colours during Futures- the follow-up to Bleed American. On this album, the diamond-like and layered guitars were buttressed with sweet vocal harmonies and pummeling drums. The album infused atmospheric and symphonic mixtures with intense and heart-warming vocals. Jim Adkins' unique and emotive performances made the album such a stand-out work- Nick Cino has a comparatively deep and compelling set of pipes. Jimmy Eat World's most recent offerings see a lyrical and mature approach: they present gut-punch break-up songs around lush and full-bodied compositions- the band hark to their pasts and pull some treasure out of the trove. City and the Sea instill that inimitable fusion of maturity reflection and youthful rambunctiousness- the tantalising rushes and sensitive diary entries work wonderfully together. So few modern bands are influenced by Jimmy Eat World: they remain one of the most underrated and inspiring bands working today. Another name I can give you is Foo Fighters. I mentioned this act- when reviewing Monkey Punch Radio (a U.K.-based Indie band) and stated how they managed to evolve Grohl's stomping stadium rockers- into their own stunning songs. City and the Sea have a shared love of the U.S. warriors. In addition to being able to pen some nuanced and addictive swaggers, they go deeper down- able to offer the listener so much more. If I were to compare the band's past work- and Venture- with a Foo Fighters album; it would probably be There is Nothing Left To Lose. This album marked a departure for the band- on a side note: the legends also formed in 1994- who before had favoured pace and energy over melody. Grohl's voice is more developed and professional- he comes across as a bona fide singer rather than a screaming Grunge persuader. The sense of unity, focus and togetherness defined the album- Foo Fighters turned out their most complete and hard-rocking disc to date. The sense of fun mandates a lot of numbers; the band sound like they are having fun at every moment- there is no sense of fatigue or disinterest. Songs like Breakout parabond melody and epic definitions- it is a song that sticks in your head forever. Modern-day Foo' (or 2011 anyway) sees positively-charged and back-to-basics tracks getting the messages across- that vitality and urgency is hard to shake off. Redefining their gift for soaring choruses, Foo Fighters made sure each song- on Wasting Light- hits the listener- you repeat songs over and over. City and the Sea include plenty of winning (and vote-seeking) chorus work: their ability to rouse the soul surely finds some D.N.A. in Foo Fighters' impressive body of work. The songs on Wasting Light are written to give each band member breathing room- they are not a showcase for Grohl's wracked vocal. City and the Sea have a similarly considerate and thoughtful creative process: their music allows the band to flourish as a unit- rather than revolve around vocal and guitars. If you are looking for British influence, then you can hear embers of Oasis- certainly in City and the Sea's most up-to-date output. The father figures of many current Indie bands, I was impressed to see some of the Mancunian legends make their way to Canada. Understandably a huge and influential band, I did not foresee shades of (What's the Story) Morning Glory? find its way into the quartet's work. That album -(What's)'- was released in 1995- City and the Sea have a fond affection for mid-'90s music; the finest period in music history. There are no laddish histrionics within City and Sea's ranks; they have plenty of tension and fight- it is witnessed in the pages of their music, rather than the seedy underbelly of the tabloid press. Oasis' early-career masterpiece have populist and universal appeal- the simplicity of tracks like Roll with It and Some Might Say are designed to be chanted by eager festival crowds. When Noel Gallagher put his heart on his sleeve- Wonderwall and Don't Look Back in Anger- he managed to rustle up a riot of passion and emotion; keep the riffs and compositions huge and delirious- ensure that the listener sang along rather than wept into their coffees. Liam Gallagher's textured and developed vocals made the songs come to life; Noel Gallagher's borderline-plagiaristic riffs created familiarity- the ensuing seduction overwhelmed critics. City and the Sea possess far more originality- in addition to a huge vocal clout- ensuring their work is very much their own. The final influential source I will mention is The Black Crowes. Two relevant albums- from The Black Crowes- I can draw to City and the Sea is By Your Side and Amorica. The latter is their 1994 high-point- that year keeps coming home to roost- and was critically-lauded. The Black Crowes offered their most impressive set of songs- to this point- seeing Blues-Rock jams sprawl and captivate; investigating the glory days of Rock they transform bygone masters around their own ideals- keeping the songs original and fresh. Able to join the likes of Led Zeppelin and the Rolling Stones- around offbeat and multicultural beats- The Black Crowes unleashed an album of startling ambition. By Your Side- released in 1999- witnessed the band having good dirty fun: they draw in all of their influences and ensure that the L.P. is stuffed full of focused and nuanced nuggets. The basic and uncluttered songs have concision and precision- you can tell that the band rehearsed the songs a lot to make sure they sounded authoritative and genuine. The plaintive and emotive vocals lift the songs to new heights: the entire band are as in tune and compelling as their early days. City and the Sea draw a line through these two albums- adding their own personality into proceedings. Able to elicit the same sort of straightforward and uncomplicated rockers on By Your Side; they also have a knack for making sure the vocal performances are direct and captivating- at one moment aching and tender; the next emotive and emphatic. City and the Sea have moments of experimentation and freewheelin' ambition- some of their songs take in Blues-Rock sprawls and Progressive-Rock parables. Actually, before I go, I will mention one more band: Radiohead. When the quartet offer some soft and spectral guitar strings, I was put in mind of The Bends-era Radiohead. Again- having been formed in the mid-'90s- the seminal album clearly affected the Canadians- some of their early work has a very Bends-esque quality to them. When Cino's voice soars to falsetto delicacy, I detect signs of Thom Yorke: that same choir-like innocence is beautiful to behold. When The Bends rocked-out- the title track, My Iron Lung and Just are the best examples- you can see some influence within City and the Sea's work. Capable of summoning up an inimitable distillation of chest-beating lad culture with angst-ridden desperation, the Canadians neatly parlay it into their work. Although City and the Sea are hugely influenced by '90s bands- the 1994/5 period seems particularly relevant- they have a lot of modern-day urgency and extrapolations. Use my comparisons as a starting-point: what you get from the Hamilton band is something distinct and special. If you have an affection for 'Britpop'-era legends; '90s U.S. Rock stalwarts (and of-the-moment Hard-Rock brilliance), City and the Sea are a great band to behold- they expertly mingle these variable elements around a striking and incomparable freshness and uniqueness.

Venture wastes no time in making its presence felt. A swirling and determined riff gives the track an instant kick. Mixing the likes of Foo Fighters, Muse and Queens of the Stone Age- into a boiling pot of electric intrigue- you are hooked. Swinging, swaggering and shouting, the intro. sets a very vivid scene. Before long; percussion joins in the fight: pattering and pulverizing, it builds the tension and sense of atmosphere- leading to a mazy and tripping coda. With guitar snaking and yelping, the percussion becomes bolder and fuller- the loucheness and unbridled dance gives the initial seconds a dizzying charm. The band lay in as much sonic curiosity as they can- in these moments- ensuring that they crank the volume all the way up- you wonder just what can follow the delirious and intolerant sapling salvo. Our hero steps to the mic. with fervent intent- he is hitting the highway and determined to get away. Pounding down a lonely road, you are gripped by some initial offerings. Speaking to an unnamed figure, our frontman claims that he does not need "your forgiveness." Whether a relationship has broken down- and one of the parties has caused the cessation; or an argument has broken out between friends- I am not so sure. The determination and urgency in the voice enforces the words and ramified them. Our man claims that he- and his subject- are growing old. Having been burnt by the lies- that have been told- my interest and curiosity augmented- speculating whether he was running from his sweetheart; scenes and images began to circulate my mind like a centrifuge. Soon, it is said, they will find out what they "are living for"- an ultimatum and judgement day is upon them. The composition remains taut and muscular in the initial phase- it has plenty of oomph, yet never overpowers and recklessly wanders. The bass propels the momentum forwards; keeps the strands together and ensures discipline and force. With a catchy and insatiably passionate riff, the electrification of the song promulgates the lyrics- delivered with conviction and sheer direction. Backed by rushing and bolstering waves of percussion, the band are tight and completely in step- unleashing a venomous and lustful performance. As the chorus approaches, our hero states that the "sun keeps rising all over town": his voice employs a measure of desperation and anxiety; that wracked delivery leads me to believe that he is pining for something- a hole is evident in his life. As the song progresses, the infectiousness and indelibility begins to grow. Living life and carrying on, things are just not the same- as the words are delivered, cooing and atmospheric backing vocals are tempted in. Uniting elements of Foo Fighters' incredible passion (and fists-in-the-air chorus); Black Crowes' ability for memorability and lyrical fascination, the story progresses- more and more I am sure that a relationship has ceased existence. Perhaps blame can not be readily ascribed; the circumstances behind the fracture is unknown- whatever has happened, our hero is feeling the emptiness and burden of loneliness. Life and scenes are not as they should be; a gaping valley has been left in his heart- you feel as though all purpose and relevance has been sucked out (of his life). When testifying (as to his) situation; our frontman highlights the futility of his situation- everything he is living for has gone. With that sense of purposefulness now eradicated, the band step up to the mark- the ensuing compositional mandate is rife with tension, passion and renewed urgency. The guitars weave and dizzily trip; frantically portrayed, the listener has their brain whipped into a frenzied mush- supported by an ample percussion clatter and authoritative bass; it is a verse break designed to keep fascination high. Hooked by our hero's plight, he finds himself travelling down "a lonely road." In spite of the fact he is riding solo- and probably been in this situation a few times previously- there seems to be an air of resilience and stoutness. Not needing- or willing to wait for- forgiveness; our hero is going to go his own way. Because of the sheer energy and impassioned drive of the vocal, you feel as though our frontman is not too heartbroken- there is pain for sure; the abiding sensation is one of determination and moving on. The song's title could signal a new adventure: something that needs to be obtained and realised. After the subsidence of relations, you would expect some wallowing and woe-is-me outpouring- Venture seems to promote against-the-odds bravery and rebirth. With every sunrise, we are told what we're living for; the meaning and true purpose behind each day- dispensation is provided and guidance offered. Throughout the track there are mixed emotions and sentiments- an underlying ambiguity and obliqueness that keeps the song fresh and tantalising. Not giving too much information away, the listener is left to speculate the back-story- what has happened and started the course of events. My interpretation still revolves around a huge argument: lovers split by an eventful fall-out; both going different directions. Our hero is re-appropriating his life; balancing things up and trying to find the meaning behind it all. The mixture of angst-laden and overwrought pain blends with strengthened and natural focus. Having surveyed the scenes and assessed the situation, our man is "home alone"- trying to make sense of what has happened and how life has evolved. Supported by his band members, a whirlpool of hypnotising sonics are elicited- towards the final stages, the fury and determination grows ever more. With the guitar particularly prevalent, a spiraling and frantic outro. takes form- it has all the clout and conviction of the hardest-hitting songs. With thoughts still conspiring; a lingering curiosity failing to relent, the song comes to its end- Venture has concluded its insatiable attack.

Before I focus upon the band members- and pass out praise- it is worth giving impressions about Venture. Everything feels tight, controlled and focused throughout. Clocking it at just over three-and-a-half minutes, it never outstays its welcome or is needlessly bloated- everything is said and wrapped-up perfectly. The themes of loss, dislocation and uncertainty are not new subjects- the band are never going to break new lyrical ground. The way their version of events is presented gives Venture a sense of originality and distinction. Words mix byzantine and oblique; direct and to-the-point; simple and effective- the story moves forward and you are caught up in the drama and speculation (that is provided). Showing a sense of uniqueness and personality, the song does not come off as copycat or overly-predictable. In spite of the striking flair of the track, the band manage to incorporate small elements of other bands. I can hear some of Foo Fighters' anthemic and stadium-sized fist-pumps (within Venture). The way the U.S. giants are able to get fans bouncing and chanting can be detected here- you would imagine Grohl using Venture as one of Foo Fighters' opening tracks (on a new album). That is not to say the song is a too close for comfort- far from it in fact! The opaqueness of the sounds puts it directly in City and the Sea's camp- the band skillfully incorporate embers of other acts; wrapping it around their assured and unique voice. Drawing in the mesmeric moments of Muse, Jimmy Eat World and Oasis; the band has managed to create a layered and fascinating number. It seems designed for the festival scenes and summertime parties: hugely powerful and urgent, it is the sort of song that is meant to get the feet moving- voice fully-charged in unison. City and the Sea will be unveiling another song soon- Venture forms one half of a double A-side. I will be interested to see what they partner their latest cut with- just what direction they will go. Their past work has shown how mobile and diverse they are: capable of taking their music in all kinds of unexpected places, ears will be primed and curious. Their last full-bodied work was released last year; I suspect that the band are going to be eager to put another E.P. out- the conviction and sense of ambition here (will surely compel the boys to put down some more tracks). Venture has hallmarks of their early work- the rush and grit of their hardest numbers- but introduces new themes and avenues; the sense of confident and conviction is at its peak- the overall performance is tighter and stronger than I have ever heard. Having picked apart all of their previous tracks, there is development and progress here- the Canadian quartet sound more determined and purposeful than at any point of their career. There are a lot of Hard-Rock and Indie bands presenting the same sort of themes; drawing in similar influences and idols- projecting songs that tread the same ground. It is inevitable that Venture will have siblings and classmates- the way the band go about their business differentiate themselves from the majority of their peers and contemporaries. Nick Cino has a voice that spares no prisoners: when at its most insistent, it is a potent and powerful thing indeed- full of body and passion, it makes sure that his words are not ignored. Possessing a great and full emotional range, he is capable of mixing tenderness and stillness with full-bodied assault; seamlessly switching mid-verse- in order to keep the songs fresh and unexpected. Most singers mumble and over-project their words; leave the listener a little dazed and overpowered- on Venture, he takes the time to make sure everything is clear and easily understood. Displaying an innate and passionate performance, you are hooked in (due to the power of that voice)- its ability to enforce every word (and make the listener root for him). The track contains its share of ambiguity and openness- the mixture of emotions and feelings give the track intelligence and simplicity. Blending his guitar perfectly into the mix, Cino showcases his flair and passion for the instrument- his contributions inject plenty of magic. Jon Daly mesmerises and intrigues with his guitar work: able to transform it from a recoiling viper into an insatiable hunter, it is an impressive performance. Focus and fluidity come out- Daly never allows his guitar to wander off or aimlessly implore. Summoning up plenty of power and movement, it drives the song forward; throws colour and passion into the track- without needing to wail and scream like a stroppy teenager. Dave Marini is the fatherly figure that keeps Venture taut and lean. His bass has plenty of melody, lyricism and mobility to it- the most impressive thing about it is its range. Changing from snaking and slithering, to forceful and pressing; Marini keeps things fresh and unpredictable. Joe Piccolo's percussion strength gives Venture a huge amount of potency and swagger. When the lyrics are inflamed and urgent, Piccolo meets the challenge at hand- presenting plenty of support and rampancy. Clattering the one moment; calmed and levelled the next, the drum work is uniformly impressive and assured.

I said in the intro; Canada is going to be with me for a week or so more- the country is turning out stunning acts at an unparalleled rate. Not only is it giving reviewers (like me) the opportunity to be itinerant and inspired; Canada's mass outpouring is influencing musicians in the U.K.- I have heard of artists here that are taking note of what is happening over there. One of the problems we face here- with regards to new music- is that it is relegated to the pages of social media and music blogs- the mainstream media has limited time and space available. Given the soaring and unregulated rise of new musicians, a lot of great talent are having to fight hard- work tirelessly for years to get the meekest and most meagre forms of appreciation. In lieu of any short-term fix, the most important thing we can do- the listening public- is to expand our minds; proffer the most worthy and distinct musicians; keep them at the peak of our mind- whilst allowing our eyes and ears to wander around the globe. It sounds like a daunting task, yet is brings huge rewards and pleasures- I wonder what I would have missed out on, were it not because of my journalistic contacts. The acts that are deserving of the greatest market share are those that touch the listener in a number of different ways- not just content to put music out and say nothing more. City and the Sea have a clear and defined personality; they are an act that want to embrace and befriend their fans- in addition to mesmerising with their fun and colourful stage shows. It is no surprise they have seduced and enthralled their native country; I just hope that they bring some of their magic across the ocean to us here- I can foresee no outcome where the residences of London are not completely spellbound and hooked-in. Venture is a step away from some of their earlier work; a brave and evolutionary step- that shows just how far the band have come. Retaining their unique and distinct sound, the quartet have augmented and solidified their incredible talents. This bodes well for the future: a forthcoming release is sure to provide similarly confounding gems of sound- keep your peepers trained to the shores of Hamilton. Before I depart, I want to wrap up one final point: reinvention. What I have found- when redesigning my blog and pages- is that you have so much more scope and potential: just the slightest of tweaks can lead to fresh and prosperous avenues; expansion and unmitigated joy- it all begins with that desire and goal. So many musicians display a timidity and cloying lack of testicular fortitude; that part of the brain that wants to be distinct- it is always pleasing when acts come through who rebel against the maelstrom of the mainstream. Sure to see their stock rise and burgeon, the Canadian Hard-Rock/Alternative band are a new name to my thoughts- an act that I will be following closely in the future. Having sought out and listened to their body- of past work- I can see just how diverse and exciting they are- able to develop and mutate their sound without losing their distinct personality. New music will thrive- if bands like City and Sea keep making cosmopolitan waves- and grow; inspire new legions coming through- ensure that you seek out the stunning quartet. There is not a lot more for me to say- you'll be relieved to know- apart from one thing. Having investigated Venture, it strikes me with its mixture of beauty and epic-ness; the range of sounds and harder moments- that urgency and alertness. If it were a movie, it would be Casablanca: it has that strange and wonderful mingling of layers, nuances and standout moments- a sweeping piece that packs a serious punch. Allowing myself to drift into third-person narrative; quote a famous line- that was never uttered in Casablanca itself- and speak investigate a familiar Venture; I am saying only one thing:

PLAY it again, Sam.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=K-nIanKe9LI

 

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