30 June, 2007
You Gunna Want Me - Tiga
Posted by John Boy at 18:47 2 comments
Labels: Tiga, you gunna want me
28 June, 2007
I think i miss my metro - The Wombats
I don't care if you've heard of The Wombats. If you like them, if you hate them. That is to say if you could - which you can't - as, like their furry counterparts, they're too cute and cuddly to possibly render infavourable thoughts about them. So whatever you've heard of the liverpool threesome, forget it because i'm going to tell you about them.
They are delightful, sweet, crisp and wonderful. Never has twee been so acceptable than in the pop masterpieces of The Wombats. If I sound like a moron singing along to [carrots make you see better in the dark], shoot me, I'll sing along to anything with a wombats melody.
Too many blogs try so hard to reach out to the darkest regions of the internet to bring you something different - the latest remix by some obscure DJ of some little known indie tune. You don't need that. What you need in your life is The Wombats. They deal with simplicities, everyday trivial affairs, songs about youthood innocence and shamelessly exploit our love of things bright and cheerful. Is it so wrong these days for an artist to put a smile on your face? These guys will, and leave it on there for weeks.
Posted by John Boy at 12:01 3 comments
Labels: kill the director, the wombats
27 June, 2007
Quirky pop - Ox.Eagle.Lion.Man
They're still working on some proper recordings, a functional website and have only just played their first ever festival in Glasto but Ox.Eagle have already won me over. Having heard good things about Les Incompetents - the now dissolved band- that bore at least two of the members of Ox.Eagle. I thought I'd check out this new band on the Camden Crawl back in April and I think its fair to say they left their mark on me.
Lead singer Fred's incredibly distinctive and well pronounced vocals dominate while compelling you - forcing you, to sing along. You'll find yourself singing along to some pretty out there stuff too. There's no tales of drunken nights out or first kisses in the Ox.Eagle camp. Cynicism, pessimism and megalomania all play a part in the ox.eagle tales, [we're all just hypocrites waiting to happen], [money doesn't buy you friendship but it can sure as hell buy you friends].
But while the lyrical content is anything but light and bubbly its easy to take on the chin and instead appreciate the simple yet absorbing melodies and calculated use of effects and synth. The songs are in need of a bit of a polish, but this is early and very promising stuff.
MP3s
Ox.Eagle.Lion.Man - I am the Future
Ox.Eagle.Lion.Man - A Matter of Timing and Skill
Posted by John Boy at 21:38 1 comments
Labels: Glastonbury, Ox.Eagle.Lion.Man
25 June, 2007
With lashings of sex appeal...
Thats not to say the haven't released any material yet. They've already worked with the highly fashionable french electro label Kitsune, to produce latest single, the incredibly seductive rave/dance anthem Divebomb.
The only fears I have with The Whip are that they are going to be associated with the whole rave fad thats apparently sweeping across the world. What started off as a joke by one of the Klaxons has turned into this obsession with all things bright and synth. Every week a new band is declared to be riding the crest of this wave.
But The Whip's popularity doesn't come from their brightly coloured attire. They are the first band to actually produce music that you could call rave. And they do it well.
"Trash" is a masterclass in electro rock pop. A conglomeration of electro samples, simple guitar picks, thudding bass lines and provocative lyrics [I wanna be trash] - it delivers a deliciously sounding pop hit.
Lyrics hold a peripheral role in the Whip's constructions - indeed the band prove they're anything but essential in Divebomb. An Atlantis to Interzone esque sound sample is supported by a sprinkling of keyboard notes and a relentless bass drum to create a tune thats as addictive as it is powerful. Its the first single they've released since they've really come into the limelight, so expect to be hearing it around.
I first saw the whip supporting touring with the Sunshine Underground, where a support slot really didn't do them justice. They've have however just played at Glastonbury and have a hectic summer touring all the UK festivals so be sure to catch them.
Mp3s
The Whip - Trash
The Whip - Muzzle no 1
Posted by John Boy at 19:14 3 comments
23 June, 2007
Standing up for good pop - Air Traffic
It was a problem that proved haunting for the Bournemouth born singer. While the majority teenage fans were more than happy to make do and enjoy the show , Chris – frustrated and clearly dissatisfied with the help received from the stage crew – regularly undermined the band’s performance with his exasperated outcrys and constant apologies to the audience.
But technical difficulties and bad moods couldn’t hide the talent of the upcoming indie foursome.
Early material such as the independently released “Just Abuse Me” were hungrily devoured by the animated traffic enthusiasts, while new tracks from the bands forthcoming debut LP “Fractured Life” rang with an air of familiarity, owing much to the band’s hectic touring schedule.
The fact that the band were so well received on a toubled night only pays testimony to the indie rockers' potential.
Posted by John Boy at 22:44 1 comments
Labels: Air Traffic, Fractured Life, Shooting Star
The Pop Register is Born
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But pop isn't always about selling out, dumbing down and hitting the masses. Not all pop groups value consumership over art. Forget the stigma - pop music is about making fun, accessible and catchy music. There are countless bands doing just this today. Here are a few....
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Labels: The Birth of the Register