Thursday, 27 May 2010
Sunday, 16 May 2010
CocoRosie (NNF10 13/05)
There are no support acts to introduce the main theatrics, which only adds to the surreality of the night. Instead, Bianca and Sierra Casady - otherwise known as CocoRosie - attended by keyboarders and a beatboxer, walk onto the stage and begin the set. The stage itself is overtly abnormal - on a table to the side is a careful collection of care-worn children's musical toys. These, it later unfolds, are the bands instruments, as much as Sierra's harp and Bianca's clarinet. The toys set the scene for what will be undoubtedly an engaging and mesmerising ninety minutes.
Though the crowd is an interesting if diverse mix of ages (and, evidently, musical tastes), there is at least one common factor between us: total immersion in the antics on stage. Indeed, the stage is a clusterfuck, a myriad of colours and shapes and images; behind the band (engaging in themselves, donning makeshift costumes and facial decoration) plays a video of crashing waves, of people, of eyes, of nature. The visual scenes are entirely relevent; as the track 'Grey Oceans' comes to an end, soft piano notes fading into nothingness, behind the two girls is framed slowly receding waves. Frankly, it's stunning. This evening - I refrain from referring to it as the proverbial gig: it's so much more - is as much a treat for the eyes as it is for the ears. And this is an impressive claim, because the music is so eccentrically, fantastically marvellous. The majority of songs are taken from the band's 2010 album Grey Oceans, a mish-mash of genre-defying tracks that centre on the theme of twilight (dawn and dusk, not vampires; nothing so generic). Though the album is new, unheard by most of the audience, all of us are moving languidly to CocoRosie's surreal sound - ranging from soft and tinkly, to electronically pulsating, and even to childishly jolly (in their aptly-named 'Hopskotch', a song that inspires the two girls to play an impromptu game of patty-cake). Grey Oceans, fourth album of sibling-duo CocoRosie, combines operatic arias and poetic rap; musically, the girls have progressed since La Maison de Mon Reve (2004), but they have also managed to cling to their original sound, the sound that made them so outrageous - and such a hot topic between alternative-music connoisseurs - when they made their debut.
When we leave the spiegeltent, we are buzzing from the narcotic effects of the night we have experienced. We do not stop commending the band and their performance until we get home. It is a night over which we will continually reminisce. And if that isn't the sign of a good concert, I don't know what is.
Sunday, 9 May 2010
The soundtrack to my revision...
Johnny Flynn - A Larum (2008)

Evidently far more than just a (very very) pretty face, actor-poet-songwriter Johnny Flynn - frontman of Johnny Flynn & The Sussex Wit - clearly has a penchant for the stage. And rightly so - he's beautiful. More than this, though: he's talented too. I have to admit, I was wary of listening to his 2008 album A Larum, scared that he was more face than talent, that the hype surrounding him and his success was essentially aesthetically-driven. I could not have been more wrong. Like Laura Marling, Mumford & Sons, Noah And The Whale, Feist and countless others, Johnny Flynn is bringing updated folk to the modern masses. Not so overdone that it's killing itself on the radio, but still popular enough to put on at houseparties, this genre is almost cutting edge in its retro-ism. And Johnny Flynn manages this effortlessly; A Larum ranges from upbeat - 'The Box' and 'Tickle Me Pink' in particular - to subdued - 'Wayne Rooney' (which, incidentally, neglects to mention the footballer, thank God); but the overall effect of the album is to leave you wanting more. For me, it's one of those I think I'll leave it on repeat affairs, suitable for walking into town, for cleaning your room, for reading a book - anything, as long as it's playing continuously. I can't seem to get enough of it.
Yes, this recording is a little rough around the edges - but I think the lack of work that has gone into finishing it gives it a warm if quirky quality. It's sort of wonderfully imperfect.
Sunday, 2 May 2010
Laura Marling.
Laura Marling is a tough nut to crack. Emerging onto the music scene around 2007, with her first album Alas I Cannot Swim, she began her career as folk-singer at just seventeen. For this, she is worthy of praise. And yet, it seems to me that her perhaps the production of an album at such a young age was no good thing. Alas I Cannot Swim is sweet and sad and youthful - but, listening to it, I could never escape the feeling that there was something missing. The album received rave reviews - even the sales assistant in HMV praised me on my choice of purchase; and I did like the album. It was only that I felt I would never progress beyond 'like'; for me, the album would never be stunning. It was almost irritating: I had an idea of what I wanted the album to be - but I felt that it just missed the mark. It was almost there - but not quite - and that was the most unfortunate thing about it. Perhaps the album was produced too quickly; perhaps Marling was not given sufficient time to develop and refine her musical talents. For this, I'm willing to hold her age responsible. Once again, that's not to say I dislike the album. On the contrary, a few tracks - 'Ghosts', 'Old Stone' and 'Night Terror' I found enjoyable. Saturday, 17 April 2010
The sound of Saturday
Tuesday, 13 April 2010
Lost in translation.
Monday, 12 April 2010
Loads more new tracks!
Songs for an evening in ...
Friday, 19 March 2010
Josh Pyke and Emma Pollock, 18/03/10

(Above): we met Josh Pyke after the gig. I was so excited I accidentally had word vomit all over him. Anyway, I wrote a review of the gig for our student newspaper, and thought I'd upload it here too:
Josh Pyke and Emma Pollock,
The night began with a collection of catchy, upbeat songs, courtesy of local band Madames et Monsieurs. A winning mixture of indie, pop and rock, the band set the tone for what was shaping up to be a remarkable evening. Though the room was relatively empty, the young band were not to be deterred; raw, talented and likeable in the way that only unsigned acts really are, they churned out a reel of lively, quirky songs that soon had the audience motivated, capably filling the space before the main performances.
Singer/songwriter Emma Pollock began her own performance with an amusing anecdote, effortlessly loosening up the atmosphere of the room, and casually assuring the audience of her confidence on stage. The former Delgados member played songs from both her debut (Watch The Fireworks) and most recent (The Law Of Large Numbers) albums, captivating the audience with her passionate vocals (and, more notably, her strong Scottish accent). She and her support began with a few relatively heavy tracks; but as the evening progressed, the songs became lighter and more mournful. The popular House On The Hill was the highpoint of her performance: the stage lights dimmed as she delved into the moving, evocative ballad, her voice carrying powerfully through the old, renovated church room.
With Josh Pyke’s performance, the tone shifted again. Launching immediately into a song from his first full album, Memories and Dust, he soon had the audience swaying in time to the gentle rhythm of his music. At first appearance, he may have seemed just another ‘one man and his guitar’, Jack Johnson-types; but Josh’s performance soon dispelled this illusion. Like Emma Pollock, his accent (Australian) carried into his vocals; and his evocative lyrics were almost poetic. The majority of the songs played came from his second album, Chimney’s Afire; both nautical and intensely nostalgic, the tracks were sentimental and inspiring – Our House Breathing and Make You Happy, in particular, had the audience yearning for more. The performance ended on a somewhat mournful note, with Vibrations In Air, a song reminiscent of memory and loss. Definitely a night to be remembered.
Friday, 12 March 2010
A few new finds
Wednesday, 10 March 2010
"The good times are killing me"
Monday, 8 March 2010
Soundtracks
Thursday, 4 March 2010
Let's pretend we don't exist ...
Wednesday, 3 March 2010
A Personal Favourite


