We’ve been quiet recently. At least, that’s how it must seem. We haven’t released any new music, we haven’t played any gigs, and we haven’t done anything all that social-media-friendly.
Life has been anything but quiet. The past few months have been a wonderful period of variety, intensity and often insanity. And it all feeds back in the bit you might be interested in - the music.
There’s a pattern in music at the moment. Fixated on scavenging some success within a current trend, many bands or artists are simply rehashing or recreating something already out there. The problem is that by the time a trend is doing well, it’...
One night last week I was walking along City Road on the phone when something bumped into my shoulder, so I turned to see two people with helmets on, on a moped.
First instinct was that they were cutting across the wide pavement to skip the lights (people do worse to avoid London traffic), but then I noticed that they had a hold of the phone in my hand. It wasn’t until it was dragged out of my hand and they’d driven away that I yelled out, and a few seconds to figure out I’d just been robbed.
Picture me as the guy in the brown coat in this video, with look of “wait… what?!” on his face:
I love music videos. When I was fourteen, after years of begging, we got Sky. From then on, I’d got back from school every day laden with snacks and settle myself in front of the TV to spend a few hours flicking through the music channels. MTV had stopped playing any music long ago, just Cribs and My Super Sweet Sixteen, so I’d start at MTV2 (alternative) and flick through every genre, every era, until I got to Channel U (grime). Then, I’d go back to MTV2 and repeat until dinner.
Thinking back, it’s probably why I like such a wide range of music. I’d have got the soul, Motown and rock from my p...
On Saturday night, I went to a Fleetwood Mac themed club night. It was incredible. I danced my face off. But I don’t want to talk to you about my dancing. Nobody would. I want to talk to you about Fleetwood Mac. One album specifically. An album that had its 40th birthday this month.
That album is Rumours.
On first listen, on a purely musical perspective, knowing nothing about the album’s background, the songs are wonderful. Those harmonies on Second Hand News, the hypnotic lull of Dreams, the power of Go Your Own Way, the delicacy of Songbird, the damn RIFF from The Chain. It’s just everything you want, and need, in an al...
We’ve been blogging for a little while now, or rather I should say that Michael has and I’ve just shared his hard work… so I thought it only fitting to intermingle his rather eloquent words with my, lets call them ‘rugged’ ones.
I wanted to talk a little about where we’re at and I guess more specifically about how I feel at this point. This has all been a pretty interesting process and as things develop I find myself musing more on the way things were, how they are now and what continues to make me happy. In the early days of my musical adventure the only way you were ever able to rise above the noise, especially being f...
Friday was the first time I played guitar on stage in more than four years. I’d forgotten that guitar was my first love, until we kicked into the first riff of Let it Out and I remembered everything.
I’ve recorded guitar, and I’ve played keyboard on stage, but it’s not the same. With keyboards, or a piano. You move around the instrument, and any physicality in the way you play is all about pouring yourself into the thing. But it’s fixed, it doesn’t play you back.
Guitar is different. It moves with you. You dance with a guitar, and I’m a terrible dancer. Joan Jett said “My guitar is not a thing. It is an extension of mysel...
I’m a sucker for anything melancholy but uplifting, miserable but inspiring, nostalgic but optimistic. It’s why I love disco. Take a listen to the lyrics of Young Hearts Run Free and tell me that’s not a depressing message hidden behind a dance masterpiece.
Anyway. This weekend, a few things made me feel that odd combination.
Saturday - A Woman’s Place is in the Resistance
If you weren’t distracted by Berlin Fashion Week or the Australian Open, you may have heard about the inauguration of a new president this week.
Yes, that’s right!
Gambia has a new president!
Oh right. The other one. The more dangerous one. The one...
We’re meeting at an odd moment, at the start of what will be a very interesting year, so you’ll have to excuse me for being a little more abstract than normal. These blogs will mostly consist of me gushing about films, or stories that starting with “today, I was on the tube…”
This one is a little different. I’ll assume you’re more than twelve days old. So, like me, you probably know that 2016 was pretty terrible. I won’t go on about it. You could say that this year is going to be just as bad, and you’d have a pretty strong argument.
One of the big things that hung over last year was the relentless celeb...