Allan Jones

My Bloody Valentine - London Roundhouse, June 23 2008



I was just picking up my ticket and earplugs when Patti Smith was ushered through the crowd in front of me. I would have said hello, but the last time I spoke to her she threw a plate of sandwiches at me after I described her then-boyfriend, Allen Lanier of Blue Oyster Cult, as a ‘certifiable midget’.


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John Mulvey

Black Taj: "Beyonder"



One of the weirder and more heartening musical shifts of the past few years has been the way post-rockers have moved into looser, hairier, trad rock terrain. I’m thinking of records like Jim O’Rourke’s southern-tinged “Insignificance”, perhaps (Incidentally, O’Rourke has broken his musical exile, after a fashion, with something called Osorezan; more on that soon), as well as that palpable move towards heavy jams and psych by any number of college rock types in the wake of Stephen Malkmus. And so on.


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Countdown to Latitude: dEUS



I remember seeing dEUS at their UK 'comeback' show at London's ICA around the time of the excellent 'Pocket Revolution' album, the band's four year hiatus having not dented the furious, urgent, wonderfully fuzzy live experience that Belgium's biggest musical export can create. Tom Barman and Klaas Janzoons' group are certainly one of the more exciting 'underground' bands to be playing on Latitude's main stage this year.


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Countdown to Latitude: Interpol



Not to be confused with the late ‘60s German Krautrock group of the same name, Anglophile New Yorkers Interpol will close Latitude Festival 2008 with a barrage of their Television and Joy Division indebted, guitar-driven storytelling songs.


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John Mulvey

My Bloody Valentine - London Roundhouse, June 21, 2008



“Class of ’88 reunion,” announces Sonic Boom. He has just played “Transparent Radiation” and is about to launch – launch may not be the right word, exactly; slope, perhaps? – into an excellent “When Tomorrow Hits”. In front of me, someone is wearing a “Goo” t-shirt. On the way to the Roundhouse, someone randomly proffered an open bottle of amyl. Only Sonic Boom’s haircut appears to have changed, slightly, in the intervening 20 years.


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Countdown to Latitude: House of Love



The other day in the Uncut office, we were examining an old copy of the Creation comp, “Doing It For The Kids”, from 1988. It provided a reminder of what “indie” used to be: often skewed, a little fey, self-consciously adversarial to the rock mainstream. But nestling among the excellent tracks was a song which heralded a new wave of ultra-ambitious indie bands, keen to aim for a bigger stage.


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Countdown to Latitude: Seasick Steve



Seasick Steve, the good time bluesman and one-time railcar hobo, returns to Latitude with his Mississippi grooves on Saturday. One of the highlights of last year’s festival, Seasick Steve packed out the Uncut Arena on a sunny afternoon and this year he’s been bumped up the bill to the Obelisk stage...


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John Mulvey

Countdown To Latitude: Michael Nyman



A fascinating one, this. For some of us, Michael Nyman provided a sort of entry point into the world of modern classical music, thanks to his scores for those inscrutable Peter Greenaway films through the ‘80s and early ‘90s.


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John Mulvey

Countdown To Latitude: Wild Beasts



Looking through the extensive musical bill for Latitude, there aren't many artists making a return from last year's line-up. But on Saturday on the Uncut Stage, Kendal's extraordinary Wild Beasts will be making a much-deserved second visit to Henham Park.


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John Mulvey

Inara George With Van Dyke Parks: "An Invitation"



An exciting, slightly confusing package arrived for me last week, addressed to John Mulvey at Melody Maker; a magazine which hasn’t existed for, what, eight years, and which, in any case, I never worked for. Beneath the address, though, was a tantalising tagline: “Compliments of Van Dyke Parks”.


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Reviewed: Kate Bush, Hammersmith Apollo, August 27, 2014


There is a song on "Aerial", Kate Bush's eighth and possibly best album, called "Bertie". "Here comes the sunshine," it begins, "Here comes that son of mine/Here comes the everything/Here's a song and a song for him." Nine years later, here, perhaps is a show for him: an unexpected comeback; a...