Category Archives: New records

World’s End Girlfriend – Seven Idiots

Damnit Mario, put that crack pipe down, Yoshi’s come over to see you. Mario! MARIO! Stop licking the walls, what the hell is wrong with you?!

Japan’s World’s End Girlfiend’s tenth offering is like being stuck inside the most difficult level of Mario 64, which I was always pretty rubbish at, but set in 2051, with Jeff Bridges’ Tron character shouting at you in a cowboy drawl, so you’re at once confused, excited and frustrated because you can only parse every other word.

Dense, complex and, at times, remarkable, Idiots goes from layered guitars to drawn out funk (Decalogue Minus 8 sounds like early Chilis, upside-down and underwater, produced by avant garde jazz troupe Polar Bear), with more twists and turns than a stray pube.  Highly recommended.

4/5

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Renegade Brass Band – Radio Rebelde

Following on from the likes of Youngblood, Hypnotic and Hot 8, Sheffield 12-piece Renegade Brass Band enter the fray with their blistering debut Radio Rebelde. Yeah, yeah, brass band, sounds like a day out in Southport, drinking tea and geriatric breath, but right from the Latin-infused open Barrio, Rebelde just makes you wanna dance, damn-it!

Centred around the highlight Junktion, each track on Rebelde brings in something new – aggressive rhymes, tight horns: it’s riotous, raucous and uninhibited. With 12 players going at the same time, the sound can become a little crowded at times – Vex’s words get a little lost. But, frankly, when you’re having this much fun, who cares?

4/5

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Can’t touch this

Radiohead released their eighth album, The King of Limbs, last week to, surprise surprise, widespread critical acclaim. “A challenging album, difficult to review, but beautiful and interesting”, was the general consensus. Hmmmn. Forgive me, but should an album really be difficult to review? I mean, I’d struggle to review The Saturdays’ album because, you know, it’s probably total shit, and even if it’s not, it’s music-box-churned-out-pop-dirge. Not music I listen to, not in a lucid state anyway. Besides which, an album should be fairly easily gradable on some arbitrary scale. But this is not a review, it’s a critique. Of the critics.

I’ve been a big fan of Radiohead for many a year. In fact, when people ask me who

Red trousers. photo: David Sh.

my favourite band are I will often refer them to the Oxford quintet. I even loved The Eraser, and I think Kid A is a near-perfect record. But I’m losing patience.

Sure, Limbs is a half-decent record. It’s gone some nice trademark tinkly bits, some catchy bass riffs, a smattering of Selway’s jazz infused drumming. I’m not saying it’s a bad record by any stretch. The problem is, Radiohead haven’t put out anything truly groundbreaking since 2001. And they shouldn’t have to, either – they’re great songwriters and fine musicians. However, when they put out a fairly average album, it ought to be treated as such.

It seems the only other person who noticed this is Barbara Ellen (ahhhhh, Barbara) in The Observer. Perceptive, she is, delightfully describing Radiohead’s sound as “like drunks tripping over Jean Michel Jarre’s dustbins”. But it’s not Radiohead’s problem. They’re now so revered, held on some music-royalty pedestal way above their contemporaries that their next record could just be Thom Yorke falling on top of a vocoder whilst playing glockenspiel with his penis, accompanied by Johnny Greenwood crying onto an infant’s face, and the crits would love it. “Ohhhhhh, once again Radiohead push the boundaries of ‘music’.” Actually, that does sound like a fairly interesting record, but the point stands.

It’s the old adage, “Man, you just don’t get it.” Well, Yorke, I do get it. You’re just not as good as you used to be.

*I’d like to point out that I thought of this article about a week ago but I was too lazy to write it. Then Babs wrote hers, and it seems like I stole her idea. I didn’t. Besides, we were all thinking it anyway.

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Podcast – Go folk yourself

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Us talking some rubbish about folk music that we like.

Track list:

1. Lal & Mike Waterson – Bright Phoebus

2. Billy Bragg & Wilco – Ingrid Bergman

3. James Yorkston and the Athletes – Shipwreckers

4. Horse Feathers – This bed

5. Anais Mitchell ft. Greg Brown – Why we build the wall

6. Villagers – Meaning of the ritual

Follow us on Twitter @samizdat_ed

Podcast – Go folk yourself

Us talking some rubbish about folk music that we like.

Track list:

1. Lal & Mike Waterson – Bright Phoebus

2. Billy Bragg & Wilco – Ingrid Bergman

3. James Yorkston and the Athletes – Shipwreckers

4. Horse Feathers – This bed

5. Anais Mitchell ft. Greg Brown – Why we build the wall

6. Villagers – Meaning of the ritual

Follow us on Twitter @samizdat_ed