Song of the Day #721 – The Orielles
The Orielles might call Halifax (which is as middle England as you can get) their home, but their hearts sound deeply rooted in California. Replace the cobblestone hilltop roads with miles of flat asphalt running alongside the beaches and piers, replace the woolly sheep with dogs wearing sunglasses, replace the nonstop rain and overcast skies […]
Song of the day – 597: Pins
Music like Pins comes dressed in layers. It’s chilly out there: chilly and unwelcoming, and we all need some form of uniform against the furnace of cold and disinterest.
Song of the day – 589: Go Violets
It’s a most welcome cliché, this sound. An always welcome cliché round these parts.
Song of the day – 539: Burnt Palms
Summer is on the horizon, and Burnt Palms are just about the most perfect band to spend it with.
Single Of The Week: Future Twin – Bad Seed (self-released)
Sun, fun, shorts, shades, the beach, the party never stops and the caring never starts.
Letters from Rosie 8 – Best Coast and that Fleetwood Mac cover
Best Coast’s cover of ‘Rhiannon’ flung me into a sort of crisis the other day. When I heard it, I felt like crying. I felt really bad.
Best Coast – The Only Place (Mexican Summer)
I wasn’t expecting much from the new Best Coast album, but god this is fucking awful.
Song of the day – 448: Summer Twins
The music, I like – but you have to appreciate that these people are not my people.
two discussions around the notion of ‘authenticity’ in pop music
Authenticity, pah! It’s as bad as real music! No such thing.
