It’s a new month! This one’s called October. And with this Octoberishly-named month comes a bunch of new Levi’s Ones To Watch residencies, where you can go and see numerous acts of an up-and-coming nature in various Londontown hostelries.
The October batch of shows includes future stars/cabbies such as Citadels, Exlovers, Kurran And The Wolfnotes, Young Rebel Set, Turboweekend and presumed GCSE French flunkers, Ou Est Le Swimming Pool.
Also on board are Mirrors, whose “Look At Me” is playing in a YouTube embedded video near you. Like, really near you. Like, here:
Mirrors play Camden Barfly on October 15th alongside Young Rebel Set and Turboweekend. The first show is this Thursday 8th at The Macbeth and has Citadels, Dansette Junior and language remedials Ou Est Le Swimming Pool.
Riton & Primary 1’s original dose of acid-para bounciness soundtracked, at a guess, 34,10413412.3 clammy-palmed comedowns in ‘Beefa this summer, and now it’s been given a (limited) new lease of life thanks to a verse from Wiley.
He does give it a nice splurge of urgency, a la “Rolex”, but why is his contribution - and indeed the song as a whole - so short?
Oh well, I’m sure a krillian more remixes will emerge to give us a proper go at those acid house synfs. Until then:
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I asked the shady personage who sent me this when it’s due out, but it seems they’re just going to “see how it goes”.
Feckless.
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Stuart Waterman on
Thursday September 24th, 2009 at
9:00 am
Already one of those groups that polarises opinion, I’m hoping Alphabeat haven’t tipped over into ubiquitous loathsomeness on account of that dreadful Diet Coke advert they soundtrack. I can’t tell you how much I hate that fucking ad.
“The Spell”, their new single, has a distinct late-80s vibe garnishing a predictably sugar-sweet pop hook. It’s brilliant, and if you don’t like it you deserve to be made to listen to Snow Patrol for the rest of your drearsome days.
After the initial giddy rush of realisation that Chromeo are finally back - and the “of course!” headslap when you realise they’ve jacked Survivor’s “Eye Of The Tiger” - does “Night By Night” live up to the anticipation?
The verses are very similar to “Rage”, and you’d have to say it’s not a huge departure from their previous stuff. But, you know, not enough people heard their previous stuff - so if they’re after proper, people-actually-buying-your-records success, “Night By Night” is a promising indication that the new album is going to be chock-full of the tunes, electro funk and hard-done-by-love lyrics a lot of folk have come to obsess over.
Can’t help wishing they’d made it for summer, though (or at least that period where the British summer is supposed to take place).
Clearly miffed that Jeremih has encroached on his R(umpo)&B(oning) turf, R Kelly has returned with a tune so self-parodic that it might very well reach HMV’s shelves housed in a rubber johnny.
“Having sex with you is like makin’ hits,” he muses to his partner on the track, Keri Hilson. One dreads to think what one might find on entering a recording studio that R Kelly has just vacated.
Spunk everywhere.
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Friday September 18th, 2009 at
8:30 am
This is thevideo for The Cribs’ new single, “Cheat On Me”. I’ve literally only heard this song twice at the time of writing, but I loves it, I do.
Or at least, I loves the second half of it. The first half I spent thinking “hmm, this isn’t as good as the stuff from the last album, which I enjoyed enormously and made me feel reasonably cool when I dropped it into conversation with people much younger than I.”
But stick around - once the neck vein-bursting “cheeeat on me” bit makes an appearance it all becomes much more engaging.
That bloke from The Smiths is in the video too, because he’s part of The Cribs now. His presence may distract you from the presence of a modern trouser-related phenomenon known as “parsnip-leggedness”, which can be spotted on other members of the band.
Michael Jackson died two days ago, so this is going to be a bit of a personal post. Feel free to skip it if you’re not in the mood for a spot of rambling, nostalgic, borderline weepy sincerity.
For me, loving music has always gone hand in hand with loving Michael Jackson. I can’t remember the first time I listened to him - he’s always just been there. And he always will be. His death won’t alter the fact that millions of kids are going to grow up listening to him, because their own parents grew up listening to him.
The last couple of days have felt quite surreal, with every shop and passing car blasting out MJ songs, and everyone I’ve spoken to talking about him. I can’t think of too many other singers whose death would inspire such a reaction, if only because there are so few acts out there who are so universally loved.
Proof-pudding time is about to arrive for Passion Pit, with several European festival appearances lined up over the summer.
Amongst the enormo outdoor festival shows they’ll also be appearing at east London’s Vibe Bar as part of the latest Levi’s OnesToWatch 5 Night Revue. Unsurprisingly that gig’s already sold out, but tickets are available for other shows during the impressive-sounding week in July.
The full line-up goes thusabouts:
Tuesday 7th July: Dananananaykroyd + The Late Greats + Romance
Thursday 9th July: Hockey + Chew Lips + Trouble Andrew
Friday 10th July: Everything Everything + Post War Years + Special Guests
But that’s only four nights!?!?!?! WTF?!?!?!!
Calm head - apparently a fifth night of shenanigig will be announced in due course, with extra special guests. My money’s on Stavros Flatley, but I’ve been wrong in the past.
Scott Croly went to the second of Oasis’s Heaton Park gigs - the one where the power didn’t cut out. Could it wipe out the disappointment of the first night?
Only two nights earlier, Oasis had committed the cardinal sin: fucking up royally on home turf. OK, so the blame actually lay with the event’s organisers and their dodgy knock-off Cash Converters generator - but Manchester’s normally forgiving crowd had booed for 45 minutes, only eventually appeased by the promise of a refund.
And so, seemingly with a point to prove, The World’s Greatest Rock & Roll Band™ took to Heaton Park’s unnecessarily grand stage for the second leg of their three-night hometown-showdown with little fanfare.
Forgoing the usual pre-match build up, they threw themselves into “Rock & Roll Star”, giving every coke-addled thirtysomething Manc in attendance his first proper hard-on since… well, Oasis’s last Manchester gig.