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Office Parties: OUT. Rock’n'roll parties: IN
Written by: Hugh Platt
We love Christmas here at Music Towers. We’re running a video advent calender at the moment up there in the video box - go on, look up and to your right a little bit. Every five days we’re going to collect them all so you can catch any that you’ve missed. Think of it as an early Xmas present.
Speaking of which, Christmas is also the time for parties. We’ve all been to office parties before, and I think we can all agree that they suck harder than an elephant given a bowling ball-sized gobstopper. You get drunk with people you wouldn’t normally socialise with even at the barrell of a gun, eat some stale crisps, get off with that girl from accounts, and pass out on the bus home and are late for work the next day becasue you woke up at the bus station in Ealing with a hangover that rates alongside Hurricane Katrina in the damage-stakes.
Well, we here at Music Towers want to put a stop to Bad Christmas Parties. So much so that we’re throwing one of our own. On December 11 - next week, calendar fans - alongside our friends Beef Warehouse (that’s them there in the picture up at the top) and BigSexyLand, we’ll be throwing a FREE party over at new venue, South Of The Border. It’s right in the heart of Shoreditch, mere minutes walk from Liverpool St Station and Old Street tube. If you’re going to be about next Thursday, drop us an email to david at musictowers dot com to RSVP!
VIDEO: The Gaslight Anthem - ‘Old White Lincoln’
Written by: Hugh Platt
Last month we mentioned that The Gaslight Anthem had a new single, ‘Old White Lincoln’, coming out to co-incide with their December mini-tour, but didn’t have a video for it. Well, we do now, so have a gander:
The video for ‘Old White Lincoln’ by The Gaslight Anthem:
Speaking of tours, the band are coming back in February and March for a proper jaunt around the UK, so if you miss them this week, you’ll still be able to catch them in a couple of months time if you’re as taken by their The Boss-esque rock. You want tickets? Then click here, dear readers.
December
3 - Glasgow, Garage
4 - Manchester, Academy 3
5 - London, LA2
February
2 - Portsmouth @ Wedgewood Rooms
3 - Birmingham @ Academy
4 - Manchester @ Academy 2
5 - Bristol @ Academy 2
6 - Brighton @ Concorde
8 - London @ Shepherds Bush Empire (NME Awards Show)
March
2 - Norwich @ Waterfront
3 - Nottingham @ Rock City
4 - Dublin @ The Academy
ALBUM: The John Henrys - ‘Sweet As The Grain’
Written by: Hugh Platt
Country Music frightens me. You know that scene in Terminator 2 where he walks into the bar, beats that guy up, melts his face on the kitchen hob and nicks his threads? Country music was playing in the background. Not to mention every brain-scarring psycho moment in Deliverance - remember the kid with the banjo? Exactly. Country music is the twangy veneer on nasty things.
Except The John Henrys don’t play up to my self-created stereotype. At all. The Canadian five-piece have about as much darkness to them as an over-enthusiastic children’s TV presenter, locked in Dr Smile’s House of Happy Pills.
The John Henrys play ‘Thought Yourself Lucky’ live:
Their 60’s shake-shuffle and hazy blues might not be enough for me to get over my fear and prejudice of all things country, but in amongst all that twanging I hear an album that smells like the first whiff of a fresh whiskey bottle, rather than the glum final dregs. The John Henrys are Good Time Boys, not Good Ol’ Boys, and foo to you if you can’t enjoy a bit of that.
‘Sweet As The Grain’ came out today on True North Records. For more info, check out their official website and their MySpace page.
EP: Kono Michi & The Stone Ghost Collective - ‘The Grey Eulogy EP’
Written by: Hugh Platt
I love Christmas. Society takes a step back from all the bollocks it preaches for the rest of the year (Don’t Drink So Much. Don’t Eat So Much. Stop Snogging Random Strangers You Meet In the Pub. Be Miserable. Be Quiet.) and instead everyone acts like they should (Drinking Too Much. Eating Too Much. Enjoying Mistletoe Too Much. Having Fun. Singing Songs). Big Coats! Mulled wine! Presents! The slim hope of snow! Dr Who Xmas Specials! And the record industry slowly grinding to a halt as everyone starts chucking up Best Ofs and re-releases for the Christmas rush. Meaning we get to spend more time with our feet up, listening to the records we think we like, rather than those we think we ought to cover. Yes, Christmas is a good thing.
Another reason to celebrate this Winter (well, if you live in The North, that is), is because Kono Michi and The Stone Ghost Collective are embarking on a mini-tour to promote their new collaborative release, The Grey Eulogy EP. Four tracks book-ended by covers of ‘The Look Of Love’ and ‘Baby, It’s Cold Outside’, it’s at once both wintry and warming. With both acts solid staples of Shark Batter Records, their covers were never going to be straightforward. ‘The Look Of Love’ slips from a whispering murmur to the edge of ghostly nervousness, as opposed to the retching sweetness of the Bacharach original. ‘Baby, It’s Cold Outside’ pairs an unexpected outback twang with Kono Michi’s violin, and the addition of Brendan McAndrew of The Stone Ghost Collective on vocals - sounding like a young Tom Waits if he existed solely on a diet of honey and lemon - suprises us by finding a new spin to put on a song we thought well and truly spun out.
Kono Michi & The Stone Ghost Collective hang out and practice in France and Switzerland:
It’s with the two original tracks that the EP crackles and pops though. The title-track, described by the band as a “death-bed ballad”, mixes maudlin lyricism with a warmly uplifting melody, mulling over its sense of mortality. It feels right that we’re listening to it now, during the onset of Winter, with the song feeling delicately crisp, rather than glum and grey.
‘War Correspondence’ reminds us a bit of long-forgotten LA-electrolocists, Snake River Conspiracy¸ only without that boring obsession with making bad covers of The Smiths. Combining a killer chorus of “You lie on your back / it’s a mortar attack”, it manages to be robotic without having to sound like a cheap automated sex-product (Goldfrapp: take note). It’s addictive like an arcade game that you can’t stop pumping pound coins in till you’ve blown your bus fare home. A genuine contender for Track of the Year.
‘The Grey Eulogy EP’ by Kono Michi and The Stone Ghost Collective is out now on Shark Batter Records. They’re on a micro-tour of the north of the UK from tomorrow - get yourself here to see if there’s a date near you.
Live: Kenan Bell @ Hoxton Bar & Grill - 19 November
Written by: Hugh Platt
I know fuck all about hip hop. Okay, so I’ve got a few albums lying about here and there from acts both American and British, but I’d be a big fat lying fucker if I pretended they weren’t tokenistic inclusions in my record collection. There’s some Task Force nestling up against some Phi Life Cypher, but it’s got an inch of dust on it. It’s just stuff to play at parties when you want to mug off the responsibility of DJ’ing to go drink’n'flirt with the hot girls in the kitchen.
I’m might know jack shit about hip hop, but I know when I’m having a good time. And on Wednesday night at the Hoxton Bar & Grill, that’s exactly what Kenan Bell made me have. It’s hard to enjoy anything at the Hoxton Bar & Grill. It has the stupidest name of any venue ever. It has the worst bar staff and bar prices in London, a city famed for it’s shittiness of both. It’s always too hot inside, the venue always feels too empty as the ceiling is far too high, and the tiny stage that’s too high up never does anyone any favours.
It certainly doesn’t Kenan Bell and his band any at first once they take to. Intermittently pleading and berating the crowd for not gathering at the foot of the stage, and about how in debt this tour has made them, the Californian and his cohorts seems somewhat indifferent of the fact that London is crunching to a recession-frozen halt. We’re all broke these days, chaps, and moaning about how hard done by you feel will hardly engender you to a be-credit-crunched crowd.
Watch Kenan Bell and his giant sunglasses playing performing ‘Enjoy’:
They’re saved by a gradually swelling crowd, and the fact that there’s talent in his songs, rather than the sub-standard self-aggrandisement I expect from hip hop. Tracks like ‘Save Your Life’, ‘Good Day’ and ‘Enjoy’ manage to be engaging without being unbearably “positive”. You know what I mean - those positive-thinking positive-message types who seem to see the stage as theit platform to preach from, rather than to entertain from. Kenan Bell sidesteps this with hooks that still feel like they’re tugging on my ears when I’m on the tube ride home.
Seeing as the biggest impact the UK urban scene has had on me recently is that they had to abandon their own awards ceremony descended into a mass brawl, it’s a little sad that I’ve had to look across the Atlantic to find something that’s made me want to investigate hip hop again. But if it means exposure to more acts like Kenan Bell, well, I’m all for it.
For more info on Kenan Bell, go check out his Official Website. Alternatively, go check out his MySpace page.
Something For The Weekend: White Lies
Written by: Hugh Platt
I first heard this track, White Lies’ forthcoming single, ‘To Lose My Life’, on Steve Lamacq’s BBC 6Music radio show last night. It was one of the tracks being reviewed as part of Lamacq’s Round Table feature, where musicians and celebrities listen to new releases and give their two-cents on them. We were quite taken with it, as was the awesome Marcus Brigstocke, who’s love of The Cure has always made him a bit of a hero here at Music Towers. It wasn’t universally popular though - Huey the bore-off from The Fun Lovin’ Criminals thought it “sucked”, but then he hasn’t made a decent record in over a decade. It’s easy to see why he’d be bitter about a track as awesome as this.
So, to ease the pain of the end of Friday in the office, why not take a couple of minutes to watch the video. It has soup in it. Amazing:
‘To Lose My Life’ (the single) is out on 12 January 2009, with an album of the same name out a week later. Both are being released by Fiction Records.
Listen to Chinese Democracy - NOW
Written by: Hugh Platt
A week ago we heard Chinese Democracy for the first time….and now you can too, before the album is released in stores next week. Because in this world of shady internet backroom deals, the whole record is now available to stream over on MySpace.
Click here to hear Axl’s Roses new baby.
Let us know what you think - did you disagree with what our resident word-monkey had to say, now that you’ve had a listen? WE WANT YOUR OPINIONS.
What do you mean, you haven’t seen…The Computers
Written by: Hugh Platt
We here at Music Towers are big fans of The Computers. We’ve caught them playing live a couple of times, and when we got hold of their debut mini-album, You Can’t Hide From The Computers, a few weeks back, we were more than a little impressed.
Well, on last week we busted down to the Camden Barfly to catch the boys play a killer set to mark the release of their mini-album. We brought along our trusty (ie, creaky and useless) video camera, and before the show we pinned down bassist Nic Heron (that’s him on the left) and drummer Will Wright (on the right) for a chat. In one of the Barfly’s gloomiest back passages. No, that’s not a euphemism, you filthy-minded oiks.
Anyway, why not busy yourself for the next three minutes with the end result?
We’ve got some more live footage, if that’s your cup of tea. Let us know if you want to see more.
‘You Can’t Hide From The Computers’ is out now on Fierce Panda. For more info, tour dates, that sort of thing, go check out the band’s MySpace page.
REVIEWED: Chinese Democracy
Written by: Hugh Platt
Is there any dance move, stage gesture or physical act of defiance, more rock’n’roll, than the pelvic thrust? You can keep your devil horn throwing, your crowd surfing, your stage diving, your head banging, your mosh pit’ing – the pelvic thrust sums up everything about rock’n’roll. The ill-restrained sexual desire. The disregard for what others may think. The fact that if anyone other than a rockstar attempts it anywhere but on a stage in front of an audience, it looks totally fucking stupid.
If records were dance moves, then Chinese Democracy would be a pelvic thrust. If anyone other than Axl Rose had made this album, it would sound totally fucking stupid. Despite holding the lion’s share of ex-GnR members, there’s no way Velvet Revolver could’ve made this album. It’s over-wrought, over-the-top, over-budget and completely, unequivocally, a Guns record.
There’s no point in even trying to review this objectively. Notwithstanding that this is possibly the most mystery-shrouded record release in the last twenty years, notwithstanding the fact that this review will make fuck-all difference in altering your decision whether to buy it or not, and notwithstanding the fact that this review is a result of a single playback in a record company boardroom, it’s impossible to listen to Axl Rose’s new baby without the dull ache of regret in the pit of your guts. For all the acres of talent used in it’s creation – the liner notes for this record go into exasperating detail – and the years spent making it, the crushing realisation hits you that this is just a capable album, not an exceptional one.
You’ll have already heard the title-track by now – opening the album, it feels more portentous than it did as a stand-alone track. Those Elton John urges he squirted out indiscriminately with ‘November Rain’ – well, they’re back with ‘Street Of Dreams’, only nowhere near as grandoise. The rumoured dalliances with industrial metal chug? See ‘Shackler’s Revenge’. “Don’t ever try to tell me how much you care for me / Don’t ever try to tell me how much you’re meant for me,” Axl sneers at us. Oh, if only you knew, Axl, if only you knew.
‘Better’, which is being lined up as a potential second single, has a pumping chorus, but its refrains of “Now I know you better / You know I know better” never quite get under your skin the way you desperately, fervently hope they will. As a fan you want this record to succeed, but as a fan you can’t really deny that it fails.
‘I.R.S’, played live at Rock AM Ring, 2006:
There’s one, huge, elephant-in-the-room problem with Chinese Democracy – bangers. Or rather, the lack thereof - the title-track is the fieriest bombast the album can manage. Oh, there are acres of solos, from the Bill & Ted excess of the guitar wanking in ‘Street Of Dreams’, to the big, stabby mentalism of the one that ‘Riad N’ The Bedouins’ indulges, but none of them have the soul-fucking, spine-ripping, raw gonzo genius of classic Guns. A few tracks like ‘Scrapped’ might come close to the cocksure riff attitude of old, but they can’t hide the fact that there’s not one true anthem of the ages here. No ‘Paradise City’. No ‘You Should Be Mine’. And certainly no ‘Sweet Child O’ Mine’.
If anything, Chinese Democracy goes to show that without Slash, Duff and Izzy to keep a stern rock’n’roll eye on him, there’s no-one to curtail Axl’s wanton musical excesses. The hired help just smile and do what they’re told, whereas the classic Guns would take their frontman’s wild ideas and give them that juiced-up wild-eye’d rock finish, and make them into the solid-gold genius that those early GnR records had in abundance.
When legends die young, they become cannonised as they’ll never tarnish their legacy with ever-decreasing returns. When Chinese Democracy was the joke of the industry – the album that would never come – then the legacy of GnR was unimpeachable. Now? Guns N’ Roses were one legend we wish had stayed dead.
‘Chinese Democracy’ is out on November 24.
Something For The Weekend: The Amazing Baby
Written by: Hugh Platt
Wolves. Dogs as pharaohs. Crazy spaced-out electro rock. Put them all together in a video, and Music Towers gets excited. Which is exactly what The Amazing Baby have made us with the video for their track, ‘Pump Your Brakes’.
Having just finished a tour with those over-hyped MGMT lot, Brooklyn-based The Amazing Baby wowed pretty much everyone who saw them. They make us want to roll around the office on our backs, playing ludicrous space-rock air guitar solos like the bastard spawn of Bill & Ted.
The band are bouncing back to the UK for Swn Festival tomorrow, before hitting The Lexington in London town on Monday. Who knows when they’ll be back in the UK, so if you’re in Cardiff or the capital, don’t miss your chance to see why we’re raving about these fellows.
‘Pump Your Brakes’ by The Amazing Baby:
You like? We like. So why not do what we do, and click click your way over to the band’s website, where they are giving away a free download of their Infinite Fucking Cross EP, which contains the above track and three other gems.
You want even more? Then head over to their MySpace page.
Subliminal Girls - ‘Self Obsession is an Art Form’
Written by: Hugh Platt
There’s something thoroughly irksome about Subliminal Girls. Their last single, ‘Burn KOKO’, was a shoulders-back, lip-curled sneer at London indie-culture. It simultaneously managed to pompously deride music fans who weren’t “hardcore” indie, and similarly turn their nose up at very elitist scenesterism, as if the band couild somehow transcend the entire spectrum and comment upon it from a big white high horse, perched atop the local peak of moral high ground.
They’ve continued to maximise how objectionable they are with their latest single, ‘Self Obsession is an Art Form’. The vocals have an airy lilt of Pete Doherty to them, with lyrics more ruggishly literal than the guffish poetry of The Nation’s Favourite Junkie®. That doesn’t stop there from being something gratingly self-satisfied about these three minutes of post-pub sentimentalist beige.
The first B-side, ‘Posh Girls Names’, almost, almost makes up for it, with an Art Brut-ish twinge, a babbling stream of consciousness underneath an almost Eddie Argos anti-pop delivery. Which just makes it even more of a shame that the second extra track, ‘Electronic Hearts’, continues their prior hypocritical rants against hipster culture, rolling their music-eyes at “Clichéd bands and pointless art”.
Subliminal Girls play ‘Small Town Girl’ & ‘Self Obsession is an Art Form’, live at Selfridges:
Maybe it’s me that’s missing something? Maybe this is a joke that I just don’t get? Maybe it’s a big ironic statement that I haven’t been able to see an edge of in order to get a handle on the whole thing? Maybe I’ve had too many cups of coffee and I’m seeing masked contempt when there is none?
Oh, wait - the band have got a vinyl boxset version of this release out for £1200, because they’ve got Brit artist, Stuart Semple, to design the various gubbins that goes with the tunes (click here for the full deal). That’s not at all pretentious, is it? To use a phrase like “so far up their own arse they can’t see daylight” in conjunction with Subliminal Girls wouldn’t be too harsh, would it?
‘Self Obsession is an Artform’ is out on PopArt London on November 17. For more info, go check out Subliminal Girls’ official website.
Be (almost) the first people in the UK to hear Chinese Democracy
Written by: Hugh Platt
Those Guns N’ Roses lot have a new album due out in two weeks time, and in order to hype one of the most anticipated records of, well, forever, just that little bit more, they’ve rumbled up a YouTube competition offering the chance to listen to Chinese Democracy before anyone else. Well, we’re going to hear it on Friday (allegedly) with a bunch of other journalists, but everyone knows music journos barely count as human, so we’ll ignore them.
To be in with a chance of winning, you have to upload a video of your “craziest, most inappropriate air guitar” to this here YouTube group.
Things what you will win if you are judge to be the best:
1) Limousine pick up from winner’s house to the party at a local venue
2) Entry to VIP area for winner and 100 friends
3) The UK premiere public playback of the Chinese Democracy album
4) A presentation disc recognising the winners as the first person in the UK to own Chinese Democracy
5) Free drinks and loads of other goodies
Not bad for submitting a video of yourself acting like a prat, eh? You closing date’s next Monday, November 17. Get cracking.
In case you didn’t know, Chinese Democracy (the album) is out 24 November, Chinese Democracy (the single) is out now.
Interview: Dan Le Sac & Scroobius Pip
Written by: Hugh Platt
While we’re sitting down at one of the many tables in the guest area, Music Towers’ interview with Dan Le Sac and Scroobius Pip keeps getting interrupted by a seeming never-ending stream of small children asking Scroobius Pip to pose for photos. Perhaps it is his – and I speak as a connoisseur of facial grooming – magnificent beard that makes him so easy to spot.
“The beard is seeming to make a comeback,” Scroobius looks up from the pad he is scrawling on for the little girl asking for an autograph. “It’s got to be done. I feel the greatest facial hair tragedy is Hitler. No-one can wear that moustache now. I don’t know if anyone did beforehand, but you don’t see that about now at all. He’s ruined that for all facial-hair people now.” But oddly enough, Stalin’s beard is still acceptable, and he killed just as many people.
The duo have relaxing after bringing their unique marriage of Scroobius Pip’s spoken word delivery and Dan Le Sac’s laptop-based production to the Dance stage, and blowing the roof off with their tactical musical nuclear strike on pseuds and idiots, ‘Thou Shalt Always Kill’. It’s a towering monster of track that could’ve over-shadowed a lesser act.
“I hate it when bands get too precious over songs. We get a good reaction from it, which is really pleasing, so I’m perfectly happy to keep a banging tune in there.” Scroobius reflect. “We like to get some variation in there, and if it does become a continuing thing, it’s one that we can easily change and update. It could develop with us quite comfortably.”
“We’re quite lucky that the reaction for the next single has been so good. In a less novelty way, in a more serious way.” adds Dan Le Sac. “It’s nice that we can have ‘Thou Shalt…’ there as this calling card, but it’s backed up by other things. When we released it as a download we made sure people could also download ‘Angles’, which is as far from ‘Thou Shalt…’ as you can get. It’s about a kid killing himself.”
‘Thou Shalt Always Kill’, for those of you who have somehow not managed to hear it, is a series of new commandments for the modern music fan. Most of them are self-explanatory (Thou Shall Not Read NME, Thou Shall Not Buy Nestle Products), but there was always one that confused us: “Thou shall spell the word phoenix P-H-E-O-N-I-X, not P-H-O-E-N-I-X, regardless of what the Oxford English Dictionary tells you”.
“I’ve had sleepless nights over it – it annoys me. I genuinely have. The English language likes to bastardise Latin and most other languages, which is cool, but if we’re gonna change stuff a bit, let’s change it to how it sounds when we spell it and say it? Why spell it foe-ee-nix? Or say it as foe-ee-nix, don’t say fee-nix, say foe-ee-nix.”
“Why isn’t it F-E-N-I-X?” Dan Le Sac interrupts.
“Because that would be Fenn-ix. I like to spell things how I want to. ‘The Scroobious Pip’, the poem, is spelt different from how I spell it. [Edward Lear] spells it I-O-U-S, I spell it I-U-S. I’m a bit of a stickler for spelling things how I want. Development of language, I call it.”
So are there any other words that annoy Scroobius? “I’ve been so focused on phoenix for so long, it’s hard to think of any others. I want to get that one sorted out first, and then we’ll move on.”
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During their performance earlier, the band mentioned they had just been booked to support hip-hop legend, Rakim. “We’re doing a gig with Rakim! That’s what it’s all about, really. Getting to do stuff like that.” There’s a sense of excitement churning around inside Scroobius, which manifests through a grin that shines out of his beard like pearls stuck in seaweed.
“In Dublin, of all places. Second time we’re going to Dublin and we’re supporting Rakim . Ages and ages and ages ago, we did an interview for a magazine out there called Foggy Notions, and they do promotions as well. They booked us for Electric Picnic, next weekend. It’s probably the biggest festival in Ireland; Bjork’s playing, we’re playing – it’s that sort of scale” Dan’s cheeky laugh sums up his persona perfectly – ever so slightly amazed to be where he is, but in no way being awed or taking it too serious. And in addition to Rakim, the pair are lined up to support Gogol Bordello in London come November.
“Once our headlining tour is over, we’re then just really concentrating on the album, so we’re only taking good support slots for a bit so we don’t gig as much for a while.” Yes, the album, we were getting round to that.
“The problem we have at the moment is we keep writing and then it gets better,” Dan sighs. “ We’ve got three in the pipeline that are stronger than things that would’ve gone on the album. We’re going to stop writing in the next month or so because if we keep on like this we’ll never release it. You only get to release your first album once, so it’s gotta be good. You can’t let people down and release your cack.” So have they cleared the Dizzee Rascal sample for ‘Fixed’, their UK-Hip hop-baiting track of contempt?
“He didn’t clear the Billy Squires track that he sampled so I dunno why we should. But it’s one of those tracks that we’ll clear what we need to clear if we decide to put it on the album. We’ve got quite a lot of bangers stashed away,” he says, tapping his nose conspiratorially.
“I’ve always seen it as a possible as a live b-side. We might sling it out as a free download and not have it on the album,” Scroobius shrugs. “It goes down well at the moment – and it’s not having a go at Dizzee Rascal, as we try to make clear as often as possible.” He makes a big show of banging the table with his palm to emphasise this point.
“When I walked passed him yesterday he didn’t hit me, which is a good sign.”
Moving away from whether or not they’re marked for death by Rascal, why did the pair settle on their unusual stage names?
“It’s taken from an Edward Lear poem, called “The Scroobious Pip”. It’s about a little creature that wakes up in the jungle and doesn’t know what it is, and it goes with the lions for a bit, but it’s not a lion, so it goes with the insects, and so on and so forth. And in the end it decides it doesn’t have to go into any of those categories, it can just be The Scroobious Pip. So that’s where I nicked that from. It’s not just a silly name. Obviously, it is a silly name, but not just a silly name,” he says as he switches his attention from the tape recorder to his musical partner in crime. “And yours [indicating Dan], is about testicles, isn’t it?”
“Yeah. Basically. I’m Dan The Bag. That’s my name. There’s not really an explanation to be had.” That’s a good enough reason in Music Towers’ book. “If I was in France and actually in a bag, I‘d be Dan Dans Le Sac, which isn’t bad either.”
The way the pair bounce off each other, interrupt the other in the middle of speaking, and generally correct, contradict and tease each other, they must’ve been finishing each others sentences for years.
“We’d known each other donkey’s years, lived in the same town, worked in the same shops, that sort of thing. It weren’t until June last year, when I did a couple of remixes from [Scroobius Pip’s] solo album, and then it seemed to be working. People seemed to be receptive of what I was doing to what he was doing, so we just wrote together and it seems to have exploded. It’s popped, really.”
“It’s been an amazing reaction,” Scroobius takes over. “It’s shedding more light on an already hugely popular and very strong spoken word scene in the UK, so it’s good that it’s having that effect. It was surprising, but a very welcome surprise. It proves there are more people listening.”
“A lot of festivals this year have done spoken word tents and it’s been great.” As soon as he’s said it, the name that simultaneously pops onto everyone present’s lips is Latitude.
“Awesome. I spent the whole time in the poetry tent. Polar Bear and David J, and a few others just blew me away – absolutely amazing.”
Scroobius Pip and Dan Le Sac aren’t the only act incorporating spoken-word into their work. Reverend & The Makers, playing on the Carling stage, incorporated spoken word pieces between their songs, and have done loads of stuff with John Cooper Clarke as well.
“Eddie Temple-Morris [XFM’s minmaster extraordinaire] has said that the two best lyricists in music today are Scroobius Pip and [John McClure] of Reverend and The Makers. I tried to see him on Friday at Reading but they’d swapped slots with Cajun Dance Party – fucking had to sit through Cajun Dance Party [shaking his head in disgust] – no, no, it was alright, it was…pleasant.”
The expression on Dan Le Sac’s face tells us that the Cajun Dance Party experience was actually anything but pleasant.
And so to the WigDogs: like every other act Music Towers has interviewed this weekend, can they describe them in ten words or less? Apparently not, as Scroobius Pip, man of words, seems unable to do anything except stare at the picture with wide-eyes and giggle.
“I am literally speechless. That’s amazing. It’s the future of canine fashion.”
The pair are giggling and smiling, clearly pleased as punch that everything is going so swell. They’ve achieved what so few people thought they’d be able to do, and escape being just a one-hit wonder with the mantra-manifesto of ‘Thou Shalt Always Kill’. With new single, ‘The Beat That My Heart Skipped’ getting warmly received by everywhere they play,
But we’ve got last question, after the tour, after all that, after everything’s been said and done – give people one more commandment in the ‘Thou Shalt…’ manner, what would it be?
“Thou shalt…buy our album. If that’s all said and done, and that’s all we’re ever gonna do, let’s do it, let’s make some money!”
Interview: Rosie & The Goldbug - the dark side of pop music
Written by: Hugh Platt
“Back then we were very piano-orientated. We’re now more bass-and-drum-orientated,” says Rosie Vanier, she of the band’s name. She’s talking about when Music Towers first encountered her band, when they were the only real shining star at a lamentable corporate battle of the bands-type affair, where Music Towers described their performance as “vaudeville brand of gothic ephemera as a more than welcome change from the indie-boys-with-haircuts-and-guitars”.
“It’s a lot more focused around Pixie and Plums being in the band, with the piano riffs floating on top,” Rosie explains. “I was very restricted with the piano and it was a little bit boring - we realised we had to make an adjustment with the instrumentation. It’s a lot more ballsy and feisty, before it was quite melodic, and we were going for that really epic sound, whereas now it’s all about vibe and having a good time.”
Completed by drummer Sarah ‘Plums’ Morgan and Lee ‘Pixie’ Matthews, Rosie & The Goldbug formed in Cornwall, and along with pasties and Straw Dogs, they’re set to be the next thing to come out of the toecap of Britain that will get people talking. “ Cornwall is a beautiful place and there’s a lot of music going on down here, but it’s very different to London. London you can hop on the bus all the time, whereas down here you’ve got a little bit more time to explore and create your own thing and anything can happen. There’s a lot to be inspired by.
“It’s hard to say it without sounding derogatory, but I guess its sometimes a little bit ‘behind the times’ here,” Vanier mulls. “You make up whatever you want instead going with what’s ‘hot’. There’s a lot more freedom and a lot less restrictions.”
The promo video for ‘War Of The Roses (Because You Said So)’:
That experience has led to a series of songs that range from the dark-disco stomp of ’Heartbreak’ through to fragile ‘Springtime Dreaming’. If Katie Jane Garside stopped chasing garden sprites to front Dragonette for a night, then it could’ve resulted in the ‘War Of The Roses EP. But this hasn’t meant they haven’t taken a cosmopolitan approach to songwriters.
“My instant reaction was to think ‘oh no, I don’t want to write with anyone’ because I was really precious about my song-writing,” Rosie sighs. “Then I thought \this is ridiculous – I’ve got the opportunity to work with some people I really admire’.” And it’s true – the list of people who’ve come on board to help pen songs is admirable indeed. “Before I knew it, I was writing with Marcella Detroit – I was an absolute Shakespeare’s Sister fan when I was younger, so that was a bit of a dream come true, writing with her. Jim [Eliot]from Kish Mauve [writer of ‘2 Hearts’ – Kylie Minogue’s top 5 hit] – he’s a bit of a wizard. I wrote with Pär Wiksten as well, from The Wannadies, which was a great experience.”
As well as playing a host of festivals over the summer (culminating with an appearance on the BBC Introducing stage at Bestival), the band have a London residency of sorts lined up. While glossy chart-botherers like Duffy might prefer the Piccadilly gloss of the Pigalle for such things, Rosie and The Goldbug have gone for the 12 Bar Club in Soho – it’s a “unique” venue, that’s for sure…
Rosie laughs at the description. Music Towers strongest memories of the 12 Bar involve cheering along a fight in the alleyway behind the venue after a misguided whiskey-drinking competition that ran into the wee hours. “The 12 Bar has really inspired us – because it is really smelly and rancid in there. We were changing in the toilets for a gig there once and we were thinking ‘for fuck’s sake; it can’t get any worse than this’ as it basically stank of shit.
The promo video for ‘Feeling’:
“We thought it was a perfect concept for our album – this is what we’ve experienced for the last year - an absolute weird experience of going from revolting venues to being in flash record company offices.
“As the 12 Bar is important to us, and we thought it would be a good place to do a residency and show what we’ve got. Not many people know us yet, and we’re willing to start wherever to get people to know who we are. The 12 Bar represents everything – it’s such a cranky little venue with such a tiny stage and I love performing in strange spaces. There’s lots of beams to climb over. It’s very unique.”
That sounds a lot like fightin’ talk. Rosie & The Goldbug don’t have anything to prove, but Vanier sure sounds like she’s got gusto. “I don’t like that Marmite thing. The whole ‘you either hate it or you don’t’ thing confuses me because maybe sometimes you like it a little bit, and then sometimes not. It’s not as simple as black and white.”
‘War Of The Roses (Because You Said So)’ by Rosie And The Goldbug is out now on Lover Records. The band is midway through their residency at the 12 Bar Club – click here for more details.
Interview: Simian Mobile Disco - a duo in demand
Written by: Hugh Platt
“I saw a few reviews of the records that were all ‘after all the hype …blah blah blah’ – what?” James Ford splurts incredulously. “The press created the fucking hype themselves!”
Ford is talking about The Age of the Understatement, debut record from The Last Shadow Puppets, which he both produced and played drums for. Ford is very much the indie producer of the moment, having taken production duties on Klaxons’ Mercury-winning Myths of the Near Future and Arctic Monkeys’ Favourite Worst Nightmare among others. Now he sounds like he is having trouble in not spitting his lunch out when I ask him about his reaction to the press hysteria over The Last Shadow Puppets record, which he both produced and played drums on.
“I suppose I was a bit naïve, because I supposed anything Alex [Turner, of Arctic Monkeys] touches would cause people to talk about it, but really when we recorded it, it was just like a two-week holiday where we were trying to record an EP,” he recollects. “The original intention was for it just to come out quietly. But I don’t think Domino pushed it too hard – off the back of the Arctics, it was never going to be a quiet affair”.
‘Quiet’ isn’t really one of the things one associates with Ford, or his cohort Jas Shaw with whom he forms electro-devil duo, Simian Mobile Disco. Come August, the pair are set to become the latest act to put out a mix for London über-club, Fabric (it exists somewhere far in excess of what used to be called superclubs) as part of the Fabriclive series.
The promo video for ‘Hustler’:
“We wanted it to be a set that we’d play at Fabric. It’s pretty techno and pretty mean in places”, says Ford. “But we also wanted to try to put stuff that you wouldn’t normally hear at Fabric in there. There’s Raymond Scott and Moon Dog and things like that. But hopefully we’ve put it together in a way that wouldn’t break someone’s stride on the dancefloor, but people will be exposed to a few tracks they wouldn’t normally hear in that context.”
So they weren’t tempted to push something controversial then? There was more than a bit of controversy with Justice’s allegedly ‘rejected’ Fabriclive mix. Ford seems pragmatic on the issue unmoved: “If we were doing a Late Night Tales or something to listen to at home, that’s one thing, but we wanted to do a good reproduction of our DJ set at this point in time”
In addition to the Fabriclive release, Simian Mobile Disco have a packed summer of DJ slots and live performances on the European festival circuit. The pair are hard-picked to come to a decision over which they prefer.
“ Well, our DJ set is really easy,” Jas states matter-of-factly. “You just pick up a big bag of records and just head to the club! With the live show, it’s a lot more involved.” He goes on to describe SMD’s setup: “We’ve designed this system – a fair chunk out of our studio, a mixer and lots of old analogue gear and loads of vintage output and guitar pedals and lots of kind of stuff all plugged in together. It allows us to play the tracks but jump around in terms of the structure and improvise. We can make new stuff up on the spot and there are quite a few bits of the set where we have no idea what’s going to happen.”
For many musicians, that sounds like the idea of a hell. Or Jazz. “The whole idea is to make it fun for us,” explains Jas. “But it’s quite a pain in the arse. We’ve got loads of fragile kit that always takes too long to set up, but it’s worth it in the end.”
The promo video for ‘I Believe’:
“We have sections in the set where there’s planned chaos,” adds Ford. “We don’t know what’s going to happen. Basically we can tell pretty quickly if it’s ‘happening’ or if it’s not, and we can skip over it or extend it on the go.”
“ Because we put so into the live show, it’s more rewarding when we do a really good show,” says Ford, weighing up the pros and con’s of live show vs DJ set. “But I wouldn’t want to give up DJ’ing as it’s a lot of fun – you can just go to a lot more far-reach places, you get treated really nice and you can get hammered! Which is more fun in a traditional sense…”
James and Jack’s Essential Records
We asked the duo what records they couldn’t do without when DJ’ing. Their choices were:
- ‘Erotic Discourse’ - Paul Woolford presents Bobby Peru
- Spastik’ - Plastikman
- ‘Huncut Hacuka’ - Fine Cut Bodies
- The Don’ - Sisters of Transistors
- Sleep Deprivation (Simon Baker Remix)’ - Simian Mobile Disco
All of which are on their shiny new Fabriclive mix. Which is handy.
‘FABRICLIVE 41: Simian Mobile Disco’ is out on Fabric Records in August. The pair are playing festivals all over Europe this Summer – check here to see if they’re playing at one you’re going to.
Interview: The Parlotones - rock’n'roll South African-style
Written by: Hugh Platt
Khan Morbee – it’s the kinda name that makes me think of men in animal furs and war paint, swinging fake weapons about and hollering ‘BATTLE METAL!” at each other. Calm down though – Khan Morbee is actually the frontman of South African indie-rock-types, The Parlotones. There’s not a Lordi-esque jockstrap in sight, just rousingly accomplished indie rock’n’roll.
“Myself and [Neil Pauw, drummer] were introduced by a mutual friend who knew we liked similar bands, we got together and ‘jammed’ a few times soon realising we needed additional musicians.” It’s an age old story, only instead of coming together in a grotty bedsit in Camden, the embryonic form of The Parlotones developed in South Africa. “[Neil] had played in a band previously with [Paul Hodgson, guitarist], and our bassist [Glenn Hodgeson] (who at that stage was really a pianist), happened to be the brother of the guitarist and he took over the reigns of the only instrument left to complete the package.”
“We are fans of The Beatles, Queen, Radiohead and more recently Coldplay (although we never knew of them when we named ourselves) and noticed a connection with Parlophone records, so we slightly morphed the name in an attempt to tempt fate.”
Of course, when a band is fairly established in one territory and trying to break into others, it can cause bizarre release schedules, even in this day and age when it is possible to download a band’s album before they’re even aware they’ve finished it. Which is why the band is only getting round to promoting their ‘Radiocontrolledrobot’ album here, while the follow-up is already out in South Africa.
“[Radiocontrolledrobot’] was our first proper recording in which we did 18 songs in 2 weeks. We have obviously been promoting that album since [2005] and now we are sort of multiple-personalities, having to promote different albums in the different territories. I’d like to think that as musicians we’ve obviously improved, so playing them here seems almost effortless. The songs have been given a breath of fresh air playing them to brand new audiences and winning them over one by one. It’s an exciting challenge…”
“The idea is to release [‘A World Next Door To Yours’] abroad next year and then do a simultaneous release with the third album, so that we’re not having to do this disjointed promotional thing. We’re recording an unplugged session back home in May, we’re very excited about it. It will also give us a chance to delay releasing another album in SA so that we can correlate the third release.”
“I think with ‘A World Next Door…’ we’ve settled on a Parlotones sound that is distinctly ours. Both albums, and albums going forward will always reflect our energetic side as well as our gentler side. I think this is largely due to the fact that influences range from Simon and Garfunkel to System of a Down – we’ll never go to those extremes but will try sit somewhere comfortably in between”
And The Parlotones aren’t afraid to make their influences as clear as an invisible window pane, with recent single ‘Louder Than Bombs’ being “unashamedly a direct reference to [The Smiths] greatest hits album” of the same name. “We are all big fans and we used to throw indie parties back home where we would have friends playing all the indie classics, we would play and the parties were called Louder then Bombs, we even had flyers made with Louder than Bombs big on the front.
“We wrote a song called ‘Louder than Bombs’ as a sort of ode to that moment in our lives. Lyrically, it expresses our desire to ‘make it’ with the refrain ‘Finally it’s happening…’ Weirdly, it was written when things were starting to ‘happen’ (well, what we thought was happening) for us back home and it’s getting a bit of mileage over here – needless to say we’re holding thumbs” That means ‘crossing their fingers’, for those not au fait with SA slang.
The video for ‘Louder than bombs’:
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The band is back in South Africa at the moment, gearing up to record a show on May 8 for their first DVD release. It’s a startling comparison to their relatively small profile in the UK “We have experienced this anonymous existence when we were starting out back home so we don’t feel that out of place…it really makes the sweet moments that much sweeter and we appreciate every step of the journey.”
The band’s popularity back home led them to be one of the bands playing the much derided Live Earth at its South African-leg. Looking back, does Morbee think the whole worldwide event now smacks somewhat of environmental tokenism?
“I really don’t know – the world loves to panic about ‘something’, whether its war, crime, terrorism, bird flu etc. I don’t really know how much of its fact or how much of its fiction, or how much of it is designed by authority to induce a sense of their purpose and existence as the big brother who steps in to fix it.
“Our level of panic is all relative, people in London say crime is a problem, which I find laughable coming from Johannesburg…but then again, I’m sure someone coming from Lagos would find crime in Johannesburg laughable. I don’t really know the real answers but will try to assist whenever there is a perception that something needs to be fixed, i.e. our big stance back home in assisting with HIV/Aids charities and our involvement in Live Earth.
“My only concern is that a loud noise is made initially and it soon peters off into returning to old ‘more comfortable’ habits whilst the hob knobs deliberate on end how to fix the problem so as to not impact the profit machine to intensely – who’s actually running the show? The intentions were good and we were honoured to be a part of that process. I just hope the noise continues and results in real action, not just a couple of windmills peppered across the continent for decoration”
So why is it that while hundreds of identikit indie-twerps in tight jeans (aka the XFM daytime playlist…) somehow prosper, while bands from South Africa are virtually unknown over here? Geographical distances are increasingly irrelevant now thanks to this invention called ‘the internet’.
“In the past, we didn’t have the technology to compete on quality, sanctions were in place for many years, and unfortunately politics stifled arts and culture into a sideline hobby, not to be taken too seriously - and heaven forbid, be considered a career.
“Our currency is also weak making the necessity of touring difficult. There’s also a inferiority complex that seems entrenched whereby we tend to think everything from overseas is bigger and better evident even today where ‘BIG’ international bands who sell way less than local artists [domestically in South Africa] are placed higher on a bill. The verdict is still out on whether it can be done and we’re going to give it our best shot”
“ If all else fails we’ve enjoyed the journey thus far and that’s worth its weight in gold.”
The video for ‘Dragonflies & Astronauts’:
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‘Radiocontrolledrobot’ is ether set for imminent release, or has already come out, depending where you happen to live in the world. It’s easier if you just go check the website, yeah?
The Cure: gimmicking the number 13
Written by: Hugh Platt
The Cure have a great back catalogue. At their shows earlier in the year they literally excited Music Towers so much we forgot to write a review. Now they’ve decided it’s about time they add to their already-stupidly-impressive songsheet with a new album, due out on September 13. Did you see that? September 13. It’s their thirteenth studio album as well, so the band have decided that on the 13th of every month between now and the release of the album, they’re going to release a new single. Wowsers. The first single, ‘The Only One’, is out on May 13, with ‘Freakshow’ being the title of June’s release. No news as yet on July and August’s songs, but we imagine they will be just as special.