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Rock, October 2020

Mike Barnes | Oct 29, 2020

This month we review: The Flaming Lips, HjaltalÍn, My Morning Jacket and The Wolfhounds.

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Rock, October 2021

Mike Barnes | Oct 29, 2021

This month we review: Big Big Train, Raven Bush, Villagers and Susanna & David Wallumrød.

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Rock, October 2022

Mike Barnes | Oct 31, 2022

This month we review: Working Men's Club, Tim Bowness, Breathless and Martin Courtney.

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Rock, October 2023

Mike Barnes | Oct 30, 2023

This month we review: Big Big Train, Soft Machine, Fassine and Rain Parade.

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Rock, September 2019

Johnny Black | Nov 20, 2019

This month we review: The National, The Hold Steady, Taffy and Mungo's Hi Fi x Eva Lazarus.

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Rock, September 2020

Mike Barnes | Sep 28, 2020

This month we review: Seasick Steve, Fontaines DC, Sam Prekop and The Pretenders.

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Rock, September 2021

Mike Barnes | Sep 28, 2021

This month we review: The Go! Team, Stephen Fretwell, Gary Kemp and Snapped Ankles.

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Rock, September 2022

Mike Barnes | Sep 27, 2022

This month we review: Sun's Signature, The Dream Syndicate, Pure Reason Revolution and Shearwater.

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Rock, September 2023

Mike Barnes | Sep 29, 2023

This month we review: Do Nothing, The Church, Rival Sons and Dexys.

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Ronnie Wood

Johnny Black | Dec 07, 2010

The grizzled Stones’ axeman returns with his seventh solo album. Actually, the horribly messy cover, which he painted himself, says it all. The music is precisely the kind of sloppy, boozy gumbo that Stones’ fans have lapped up for decades, but with Ron’s croaky sub-Bob Dylan meets Dr John, via Randy Newman vocals floated over the top instead of Jagger’s. Ronnie has pulled in all his old mates, including Slash, Flea, Eddie Vedder, Kris Kristofferson, Bobby Womack, Ian McLagan and more, in the hope that all that professionalism will transform a dozen predictable songs (sample lyric, ‘It’s drivin’ me mad, I need you so bad…’) into rock genius.

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Sharon Corr

Johnny Black | Dec 07, 2010

Sharon plays her folksy fiddle very nicely, and delivers deliciously silky harmonies with her family business. Unfortunately, left to her own devices for her first solo album, she has delivered a handful of gems wrapped in acres of pastel-coloured tissue to fill the empty space. There are three pleasant enough swoony Celtic instrumentals, and at the end of the disc three fairly memorable songs that feel like a consolation prize for having waded through all the foregoing mediocrity. The powerful closer, ‘Love Me Better’, has a touch of gutsiness that suggests a direction she could usefully pursue if she has any ambitions beyond lulling her listeners to sleep.

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Stars And Sons

Johnny Black | Dec 08, 2010

This Brighton-based combo get points because on their website it says they ‘enjoy sitting on the beach, engaging in semi-meaningful relationships’. So should we all. This debut album was produced by Dave Eringa, famed for his work with everybody from the Manic St Preachers to Kylie. Good man that he is, he’s had the good sense to let these eccentric, quintessentially English songwriters breathe, so that their peculiar charms are presented in all their haphazard glory.

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The Coal Porters

Johnny Black | Dec 10, 2010

The Coal Porters are but one facet of the abundant creativity of renaissance man Sid Griffin, who also helms a band called Western Electric, runs his own record label and writes excellent books on musical themes. The Porters, however, are the incarnation of Sid that you’re most likely to encounter in your favourite live music establishment, and their fourth album, Durango, is as splendid an alt-bluegrass excursion as you’ll hear all this year. A sprightly bunch of fiddle, mandolin and banjo-driven songs are fleshed out with choice covers, including a yearning version of Neil Young’s ‘Like A Hurricane’. Plus a video documentary on the band.

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The Saw Doctors

Johnny Black | Dec 08, 2010

By the time your average band gets around to celebrating its 20th anniversary, they’ve usually slowed down and are headed out to pasture. Ireland’s Saw Doctors, thankfully, have never been your average band, so their seventh studio album is, if anything, more vibrantly tuneful than ever. The core of the band remains intact but the arrival of powerful new drummer Eimhin Cradock has significantly upped their energy levels and his contributions as a songwriter beautifully complement those of founder members Davy Carton and Leo Moran. Shamelessly sentimental, unrepentantly traditional, The Saw Doctors also remain kick-ass rockers and tunesmiths extraordinaire.

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Tom Petty And The Heartbreakers

Johnny Black | Dec 08, 2010

I fondly remember the thrill of hearing the band’s eponymous 1976 debut album, so I wished for something a little more exciting from their first reunion in eight years. Petty has attempted to get back to his roots by writing a bunch of blues and r’n’b flavoured songs but, although things start well with the punchy ‘Jefferson Jericho Blues’, a drift towards pastiche sets in fast and there’s a lack of energy that no amount of laidback finesse can replace. ‘Candy’, for example, is entertaining but insubstantial, just another reworking of the venerable Memphis riff with Petty overdoing his down home vocal. More passion and a little less journeyman cool would be welcome here.

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