‘Together, As One’ was a debut which took jazz nowhere, it just reminded us that the sax was still a thing outside of funk fusions and punk rock mix ups, a thing that could still bring fresh blood together for a grand old-time.
For the second time round, those safe days have been left behind, as the quartet go on a wonder trail. And so here we are, to take the same trip, just follow the discarded Dinosaur bones.
Teatime Dub Encounters from Iggy Pop and Underworld is exactly that. One afternoon sometime in the past, Iggy Pop found himself in a hotel room along with a makeshift studio, and the techno house maestros that make up Underworld. They had some beats for him to teatime dub to, and so it goes, here we are, a collaboration that was perhaps destined to be. Trainspotting ties the two together, and now this release throws permanent glue over everyone involved. It set so fast. Continue reading →
Sex and food, a combo which doesn’t go as well as it should, as well as it could, together. I’ve dabbled with Maltesers (isn’t this sort of thing the ads always imply and suggest?) in unusual places, whipped cream in certain orifices, and each time the food just feels like it’s being licked and chewed in the most awkward of places. Especially if you eat with your mouth open, slurp, or crunch. Those noises kill libido, even if a honeycomb on your genitals raises it, for a time. It’s a constant struggle, sex and food. Keep them separate unless you’re a clean eater.
Oh, and this is also the name of the new Unknown Mortal Orchestra album. I’m not sure if they mean together or apart, but it’s two good things side by side on an album which feels like it might have come about from a mess of those things. Continue reading →
Deafheaven are my number one screaming band, or snarling band, for its hard to really say screaming when whatever they’re going on about on ‘Ordinary Corrupt Human Love’ finds itself trapped behind a soothing wave of shoegaze. The lyrics just come out like tissues left in jeans after a good clean in a washing machine. I’m sure they’re deep, because the rest of the music suggests such a thing. And that’s why I like them. The screaming snarling Sigur Ros. Continue reading →
Kamasi Washington offers up over two hours of jazz on ‘Heaven and Earth’, so if you like to get your jazz listening done in one go per year, there is enough jazz here to do just that. For everyone else, this is merely two hours of listening to go with everything else that will or has come out this year under the mighty sax. Though merely is perhaps the worst of words to use for Washington’s work. Sorry about that. Continue reading →
Johnny Jewel has been going through his drawers, putting a multitude of music onto multiple discs, Dear Tommy aside… ‘Themes For Television’ is a collection of pieces which didn’t actually make it onto our sets. It isn’t Themes On Television, after all… Continue reading →
Last October, Bardo Pond played Manchester Albert Hall, alongside Liars, and Godspeed You! Black Emperor. They were originally going to be performing at an all day noise rock festival ‘Transformer 2’, but it got downsized to just these three bands, with only Godspeed getting the full set treatment. Bardo Pond had around thirty minutes to get their drone on, which wasn’t enough, by the time they whipped out the flute and got going it was over. No swamps for me, they never had time to fill.
Fast forward to June 2018 and Bardo Pond played the UK once more, the Brudenell Social Club no less. I booked a hotel, hopped on a train to Leeds, then proceeded straight to the show for two whole hours of beautiful wonderful noise. And this time, no feelings were left unfulfilled. You can’t rush them with this.