Review: David Ward - Golden Future Time

You’d have to be a hardened popophobe to find nothing appealing about David Ward’s debut, for the Canuck crooner’s magpie-like musical instincts have resulted in him dabbling in a raft of celebrated styles and mastering many of them. From the sinister fairy-tale waltz of ‘Ghost in the Woods’ and the sparse Portishead-esque canvas of ‘Lost’ (literal trip-hop; listen to that stumbling beat), to the shiny, happy, supercheesed disco of the title track and ‘Fly’s woofer-whuppin’, dirty dancefloor throb, Ward comes over as part indie-introvert, part crotch-grabbing lothario. But ain’t we all. The adhesive to this unlikely assemblage is his opulent soulful vocal, a larynx to conquer all variables, sometimes recalling the ethereal fragility of fellow countryman Partick Watson, sometimes a Pharrell were he ever prone to self-doubt. The flipside to this mash-up is that even the most broad-minded music fan might struggle to find the entire package satisfying – everyone will have their favourites. Ours is the opener, ‘Slowly Through The Night’, whose snaking electro bassline introduces some epic, near proggy guitars and keys, and finds Ward gliding from pained, sweet falsetto to sullen rap. Take a listen below, it may not be representative of the whole album, but you’d be hard pushed to find one track on ‘Golden Future Time’ that is.

Golden Future Time is out now on Golden Future Recordings

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Review: Michael A Grammar – Random Vision EP

Swollen with sonic exploration, Michael A Grammar’s ‘Random Vision’ might be projected through a vaguely baggy, psych-rock prism, but its caution-to-the-wind approach makes for a refreshingly genre-bending whole. Blasting off, the bombastic ‘The Day I Come Alive’ recalls heady Madchester euphoria, its Messianic complex not diminished by the opening ‘I’ve been searching for Jesus’ line, and a massive sky-kissing chorus more exaltation of praise than hooky one-liner. It’s an anthem grounded by a supercool shuffle from a rhythm section who also show funky form over the closing bars of ‘Suzanna’, which unpromisingly kicks off like INXS fronted by an Elvis impersonator, but takes a radical turn when a serrated guitar riff sparks like a jump-lead, hot-wiring the track into life. ‘Upstairs Downstairs’ is heavy-duty psych, evoking a reined-in Tame Impala herded on by another fearsome riff, this one chopped out in a stacatto rush as if the guitarist is clasping powder-flecked plastic rather than a plectrum. Threatening to climax in a cacophony of power chords, instead the tune drops easier than Luis Suarez and fades on a cushion of dreamy arpeggios. This predilection for the unpredictable peaks on the EP’s closing number – ‘The Way You Move’ has a driving root-note intro, suggesting a Doves-style pop epic, before it segues into a kind of grungy bossanova, a Bond theme made all the more surreal by the return of those pub singer vocals; the mumbling melody juxtaposed with spectacular fretwork. Even the extended outro is more enervating than indulgent, evidence of a band enthused by the scope of their dexterity. There’s the occasional dizzy spell in Michael A Grammar’s Random Vision, but the overall expressiveness and excitement of this EP are as clear as day.

Random Vision is released on 27 January on Melodic.

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Review: Turtle - Who Knows EP

Fast gaining a reputation as a rising electronic star, Turtle, aka Jon Cooper, has released his debut EP, 'Who Knows', and it’s an expertly executed medley. Drawing comparisons to the likes of Radiohead and contemporaries Jon Hopkins and SOHN, Turtle has forged his own minimalist, layered landscape here. The title track encompasses stunning synths and a slow beat that builds through a piano crescendo, and is addictive listening. The accompanying video, produced by Simone Smith, captures the dreamy trip-hop nature of the track, with a series of disparate flashing images that gradually connect, creating a haunting nostalgia mimicking Cooper's lyrics. The rest of the EP continues in the same vein, with ‘Compartmentalisation’s more uplifting guitar glitches, and some breathy, manipulated vocals and driving, heavy bass on ‘Opposite of Low’. It’s the first release from new label Beatnik Creative, and these guys are on to something pretty special. And just in time for Christmas, the EP is available on limited edition 12" white vinyl. Festive.

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Review: Benin City – Wha Gwan

Much like the oft-bewildering vagaries of modern life in the metropolis from which the trio hail, London’s Benin City are a mixture of gloss and grit. Their fresh fusion of percussive electro and sparse soul is captured on new single ‘Wha Gwan’, a regretful lament of friendship gone sour, which finds Joshua Idehen’s rapid urban patter flowering into song over the expansive chorus – “We used to start/Fires in the park, you and I” – while, underneath, Theo Buckingham’s fluid rhythms embellish a metronomic pulse that anchors some weighty synth chords. As the track builds, Tom Leaper’s horn riff creeps in almost unnoticed, until its sombre melody becomes the focal point of the coda, and the listener is left wondering whether this is some new take on dubstep, trip hop or even 21st-century jazz, yet never doubting that ‘Wha Gwan’ is a truly original arrival, a new sound of the contemporary capital.

‘Wha Gwan’ is released via Audio Doughnuts on 7 October.

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Review: Malpas - Promise EP

Ambient Birmingham duo Malpas have a fancy for melding their sequences and loops with traditionally bucolic stringed instruments. You might fear this would result in an even-more lightweight take on the fragility that marks much British indie-electronica. Fortunately, this songwriter/producer pairing are deft enough to create a densely textured whole from their diverse instrumental parts, interweaving folksy melodies and flabby synth swells to pack quite the emotional punch. Sure, there’s a vulnerability to the four songs on Malpas’ debut EP, but it’s the wavering upper-register vocal that delivers it, granting an aptly plaintive edge to the “When Will You Return To Me?” refrain of lead track ‘Charlemagne’. Commencing with a choppy mandolin overlain with acoustic arpeggios, then segueing into a wobbly dubstep base, ‘Charlemagne’ soon settles into the poppiest and most radio-friendly track here, if the least interesting. Better the catchy, bittersweet ‘Here Comes The Rain’, an absorbing three-minute mashup of new-folk and sub-bass, while ‘Us Afloat’ steadily crescendos from gentle pizzicato to obese digital outro, turning the mournful “I Can’t be Trusted” lyric on its head. It’s ‘Promise’, with its haunting vocal and stunted skiffle groove that really impresses, though, its blissful choral progression all too fleeting, a near intangible few bars of loveliness that demands repeat due to its very brevity. Fragile, yes, but disarmingly so.

‘Promise’ is released via Killing Moon on 23 September.

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Review: Animal Noise + Felix Hagan & The Family - The Finsbury 28/6/13

Time was when the Glastonbury Festival was at the heart of the British counterculture, and time was when The Rolling Stones at least pretended to be. So on a weekend when the two came together for a televised event that was about as insurrectionary as the Jubilee flotilla, it was good to find that rock’n’roll can still be at its edgiest and most electrifying at the roots.

Particularly when the sounds are emanating from a group as lithe as Animal Noise, an Essex trio whose explosive rifforama powered a breathless opening segment of a Finsbury set built on furious chops and brutal beats somewhat comparable to Queens of the Stone Age - and this bunch (blond, basin-haired singer-guitarist; stoner-rock rhythm section) had the musical nous to pull it off. As the set progressed, so did Animal Noise’s flexibility, their influences diversifying as the giant of a bassist strummed, slapped and flicked at his fretboard, while the guitarist switched from chorused finger-picking to uptempo off-beat skank, linking with the tattoo-torsoed sticksman for the kind of intuitive musical interplay that sometimes only stripped-down three-pieces seem able to convey. But among all the stomping grooves and pulsing head-shakers, do the band have the hooks, the pop sensibility to pull out truly enduring tunes? The euphoric ‘Bag Of Bones’ certainly suggested they do. Crafted on to a rhythm so fresh it was verging on hardcore highlife, it was a jaw-dropping finale.

So how do you follow a band like that? Well, how about a tongue-in-cheek, theatrical Rocky Horror-tinged show from a two-tiered septet whose near-anonymous instrumentalists supply the slick foundation for a self-deprecating, classically voiced bandleader to croon operatic innuendo-laden vignettes while assisted by a pair of glamorous gothic sirens who perform melodramatic choreography and instigate audience participation that culminates in jumping into the crowd to initiate a wild, climactic dance-off? Phew. That was how Felix Hagan & The Family chose to do it, anyway. And if their performance art-cum-music-hall-revue-cum-Eric-Idleish-surrealism seemed a little incongruous on the Finsbury stage at times, it was no less entertaining for it. Just the sort of thing you could imagine going down a storm in a marquee at an innovative festival, perhaps. Eat that, Glasto.

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Review: Coco & The Butterfields Live - The Finsbury - 23/6/2013

"CoCo And The Butterfields will amaze you with their innovative "Fip Fok"

More often than not music genres cross path and when it happens new genres come to life. Yesterday I was at one of these junctions when, for the first time, I assisted at the CoCo And The Butterfields performance, live at The Finsbury Pub.

The band - made up by five elements but joined on stage by a trombone and a trumpets specially for the occasion – manage to converge several sounds and influences. They all brought their personal experiences (which span country, folk, hip hop, r&b) and gave life to a distinctive sound.

The band opened with a cover of Whitney Houston's 'I will always love you' sung by Dulcima's low and seductive voice; she was gradually joined by the rest of the instruments and when the song got to its zenith, it broke into a fast-pace folk ballad that had the unfortunate side effect of suffocating the female and male vocals.

'Astronaut' was a gentle and delicate love song that kicked in the second half, spiced up with a hint of jazz. 'Scarecrow' came next; the song opened with a raspy violin before bursting into a fast country ballad. The band also presented their latest single 'Warriors' a choral song that resounded epic with trombone and trumpets joining the performance, before closing with a cover of Florida's 'Low' revisited in a reggae key.

On the stage, the band was possessed by the rhythm of the music, dancing and thumping against the floor - the excited crowd couldn't help but clap along.

There is a rough quality about the sound of CoCo And The Butterfields; it's not easy to merge so many different styles, but this band seems to know how to make it work. There are few edges to refine and adjust, but it'll be interesting to watch more closely the evolution of this unique project.

Review: Johnny Parry Chamber Orchestra Live - The Finsbury 9/6/2013

"Johnny Parry nails the perfect symphony, a must see band of 2013"

When Johnny Parry Chamber Orchestra got up on the stage of The Finsbury, they were crammed on a relatively small space. It was eight of them possessing keyboards, violins and double bass to name a few. As Johnny Parry said; it was only the stripped version of the Orchestra that usually counts 30 elements.

The band opened with 'Sweet Nothings' from their second album Song without a purpose; Parry's clear and warm voice led off, accompanied by the astounding voice of the soprano. From there they were slowly joined by all the instruments on hand, being introduced one at a time. When they retracted, the song ended up with a light touch on the keyboard.

'God loves me' hit the crowd like a punch, unlike the other songs that started slow and then built up, this one started at full voice. There was a nice contrast between Parry's deep voice, and the soprano warbling in the back.

Throughout the whole performance there was a strict link between the song played and the images being projected on the screen behind the band. When the orchestra played 'Rebuild It Piece By Piece', images taken from comic books worked as captions relevant to the song and, inside the balloons, it was possible to read the lyrics. Parry's mesmerizing voice was the main character of the performance, with the instruments building around him and originating a sense of grandeur.

Johnny Parry Chamber Orchestra closed with another tune from Song without a purpose; 'Love Song'. As the title suggested it was indeed a song about love but not in a traditional way. The grandeur of the music left place to lyrics that were an ode to life and love. Love for the countryside, for home, for personal ghosts, demons, love for God. In the end the song reached its zenith and I couldn't help feeling I was watching live - for the first time - the execution of a symphony.