Album

Revisiting Farmer Neil’s hard-hollerin’ country collective, as the Archives rummage reaches that difficult decade, the 1980s...

Harsh words, softly spoken: the gospel according to Paul...

Swinging troubadour’s foray into Celtic myth and psychedelic daydreams, reborn in stereo...

Kentuckians’ collective sense of identity reinvigorated on sixth LP...

Folk siblings’ glorious first two albums, remastered, plus demos and unreleased material...

The wit is running dry – but these Sheffield rockers are discovering bigger, bolder dimensions...

Transcendent ’90s gem now includes bonus disc of home demos...

Lake District romantics embark on their third great adventure...

Club Uncut’s final night in Brighton can’t quite match the high of Josh T. Pearson’s performance on Friday, but a strong, diverse bill of female talent doesn’t disappoint.

“I’m tired,” Josh T. Pearson says. “It’s been a long life. I don’t even know what day of the week it is...” Someone in the crowd tells him the day and the date. “Friday the 13th?” he wryly muses, as if his life has been full of nothing but such days of potential reckoning in the ten long years since his band Lift To Experience released their fearsome album, The Texas-Jerusalem Crossroads, and soon after blew apart. That record imagined humanity making its last stand in Texas during the apocalypse. Pearson’s eventual follow-up Last Of The Country Gentlemen considers a recent relationship in similar terms. There’s the rare sense tonight of every bitter, funny, helpless word mattering, because they’re being pulled up from a harrowing place and being relived on stage.