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David Bowie reveals Nothing Has Changed artwork and announces world premiere of ‘Sue (Or In A Season Of Crime)’

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David Bowie has revealed the artwork for his forthcoming compilation, Nothing Has Changed. The album will come out with different covers for each format, each depicting Bowie looking into a mirror. The three versions are above – the 2LP version (left), the 2CD version (centre) and the 3CD editi...

David Bowie has revealed the artwork for his forthcoming compilation, Nothing Has Changed. The album will come out with different covers for each format, each depicting Bowie looking into a mirror.

The three versions are above – the 2LP version (left), the 2CD version (centre) and the 3CD edition (right).

Bowie’s new single, “Sue (Or In A Season Of Crime)”, which also features on Nothing Has Changed, will receive its world premiere on Guy Garvey’s Radio 6 Music show on October 12.

The track is released as a download and limited 10″ vinyl on November 17, the same day that Nothing Has Changed comes out.

“Sue…” is reputed to have a jazz influence – the music was written in collaboration with big-band leader Maria Schneider, who also arranged it, and recorded in New York with the Maria Schneider Orchestra. It was produced by Bowie and Tony Visconti.

The tracklist for the 3CD Deluxe Edition/Digital Download of Nothing Has Changed is:

CD 1:

“Sue (Or In A Season Of Crime)”

“Where Are We Now?”

“Love Is Lost (Hello Steve Reich Mix by James Murphy for the DFA Edit)”

“The Stars (Are Out Tonight)”

“New Killer Star (radio edit)”

“Everyone Says ‘Hi’ (edit)”

“Slow Burn (radio edit)”

“Let Me Sleep Beside You”

“Your Turn To Drive”

“Shadow Man”

“Seven (Marius De Vries mix)”

“Survive (Marius De Vries mix)”

“Thursday’s Child (radio edit)”

“I’m Afraid Of Americans (V1) (clean edit)”

“Little Wonder (edit)”

“Hallo Spaceboy (PSB Remix) (with The Pet Shop Boys)”

“Heart’s Filthy Lesson (radio edit)”

“Strangers When We Meet (single version)”

CD 2:

“Buddha Of Suburbia”

“Jump They Say (radio edit)”

“Time Will Crawl (MM remix)”

“Absolute Beginners (single version)”

“Dancing In The Street (with Mick Jagger)”

“Loving The Alien (single remix)”

“This Is Not America (with The Pat Metheny Group)”

“Blue Jean”

“Modern Love (single version)”

“China Girl (single version)”

“Let’s Dance (single version)”

“Fashion (single version)”

“Scary Monsters (And Super Creeps) (single version)”

“Ashes To Ashes (single version)”

“Under Pressure (with Queen)”

“Boys Keep Swinging”

“”Heroes” (single version)”

“Sound And Vision”

“Golden Years (single version)”

“Wild Is The Wind (2010 Harry Maslin Mix)”

CD 3:

“Fame”

“Young Americans (2007 Tony Visconti mix single edit)”

“Diamond Dogs”

“Rebel Rebel”

“Sorrow”

“Drive-In Saturday”

“All The Young Dudes”

“The Jean Genie (original single mix)”

“Moonage Daydream”

“Ziggy Stardust”

“Starman (original single mix)”

“Life On Mars? (2003 Ken Scott Mix)”

“Oh! You Pretty Things”

“Changes”

“The Man Who Sold The World”

“Space Oddity”

“In The Heat Of The Morning”

“Silly Boy Blue”

“Can’t Help Thinking About Me”

“You’ve Got A Habit Of Leaving”

“Liza Jane”

Morrissey reveals he has previously undergone treatment for cancer

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Morrissey has revealed that he has previously been treated for cancer, stating, "If I die, then I die. And if I don't, then I don't" regarding the procedures. The singer has been hospitalised a number of times over the past years with several dates of a recent US tour cancelled due to ill health....

Morrissey has revealed that he has previously been treated for cancer, stating, “If I die, then I die. And if I don’t, then I don’t” regarding the procedures.

The singer has been hospitalised a number of times over the past years with several dates of a recent US tour cancelled due to ill health.

In a new interview with Spanish magazine El Mundo, however, the singer admitted for the first time that he had undergone a series of cancer-related treatments.

“They have scraped cancerous tissues four times already, but whatever,” he said. “If I die, then I die. And if I don’t, then I don’t. Right now I feel good. I am aware that in some of my recent photos I look somewhat unhealthy, but that’s what illness can do. I’m not going to worry about that, I’ll rest when I’m dead.”

The 55-year-old singer went on to state that now he is at an age where “nobody knows what to do with [him]”.

“[I’m] now at an age when I should no longer be making music,” he told the magazine. “Many composers of classical music died at age 34. And I’m still here, and nobody knows what to do with me. With luck I will be able to stop singing forever, which would make many people happy!”

In the interview, Morrissey also spoke about his recent departure from Harvest Records following the release of this year’s ‘World Peace Is None Of Your Business’.

Claiming that label executive Steve Barnett has “less brains than an artificial flower” and saying that the company “threw [him] out” rather than him leaving, the singer continued the ongoing dispute that saw him part ways with Harvest in August.

Meanwhile, Morrissey continues his European tour this week, with a UK date scheduled for London’s O2 Arena on November 29.

To buy tickets, click here.

Ultimate Music Guide: Elvis Costello

"Oh I just don't know where to begin…" So sang Elvis Costello in 1979, opening one of his most enduring singles, "Accidents Will Happen". The best place to start investigations of this brilliant and complicated artist, though, is Uncut's latest Ultimate Music Guide: Elvis Costello. Inside, you'll ...

“Oh I just don’t know where to begin…” So sang Elvis Costello in 1979, opening one of his most enduring singles, “Accidents Will Happen”. The best place to start investigations of this brilliant and complicated artist, though, is Uncut’s latest Ultimate Music Guide: Elvis Costello. Inside, you’ll find a wealth of old NME and Melody Maker features, printed in full for the first time in decades, that capture one of the most pointed British songwriters of the last four decades in full ferocious effect. “There’s a lot of rock music that’s become exclusive and it’s of no use to anyone. Least of all me,” Costello announced in his first Melody Maker interview, in 1977. “Music has to get to people. In the heart, in the head.” From those first explosive salvos, up to the deeper and more exploratory albums of recent years, through raging polemics, superstar collaborations and esoteric detours, we’ve also written insightful new reviews of every single Costello album to help you through that labyrinthine back catalogue. Plus, there’s the customary Ultimate Music Guide array of rare pictures, discographies, tall stories and meticulous research. It’s the complete Costello magazine: our aim, rest assured, is true!

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Sun Kil Moon salute “whitest band I’ve ever heard” in diss track “War On Drugs: Suck My Cock”

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Sun Kil Moon's Mark Kozelek has delivered his diss track for The War On Drugs, titled "War On Drugs: Suck My Cock" – click here to listen on Sun Kil Moon's website. In the seven-minute track, Kozelek describes The War On Drugs' music as "basic, John Fogerty rock" and brands them "the whitest ba...

Sun Kil Moon‘s Mark Kozelek has delivered his diss track for The War On Drugs, titled “War On Drugs: Suck My Cock” – click here to listen on Sun Kil Moon’s website.

In the seven-minute track, Kozelek describes The War On Drugs’ music as “basic, John Fogerty rock” and brands them “the whitest band I’ve ever heard”. He reiterates his accusation of them making “beer-commercial rock”, accuses their fans of being “bridge and tunnel people” (suburbanites) and even attacks their work rate of producing three albums in “nine fucking years”. He does, however, concede that he met the group and they’re “pretty nice”.

Kozelek had promised to deliver the track at 9pm last night following a rumbling (but apparently good natured) beef with The War On Drugs over comments made while the two bands appeared simultaneously on different stages at Canada’s Ottawa Folk Fest on September 14.

With sound from The War On Drugs’ stage bleeding over to where Sun Kil Moon were playing, Kozelek told the crowd: “I hate that beer-commercial lead-guitar shit. This next song is called ‘The War On Drugs Can Suck My Fucking Dick’.”

Writing on the Sun Kil Moon website in a post directed “To The War On Drugs”, Kozelek explained why he’d made the comments. He wrote: “…To give you an idea of how bad the bleed was, my drummer said that it would have been easier for him to play along to your set than ours. It could have been any band’s music blaring from over the hill, and I still would have made jokes.”

Following reports that the message was an apology to the Philadelphia band, Kozelek followed up with another message insisting this was not the case. He wrote: “To Pitchfork, Stereogum, and anyone reading this: I did not apologise to ‘War On Drugs’. I gave them an explanation of the events that led to my comments. I do not, and will not, apologise for stage banter. I was just letting WOD know that it wasn’t personal.

After reasserting his opinion that The War On Drugs sound like “Don Henley meets John Cougar meets Dire Straits meets ‘Born In The USA’-era Bruce Springsteen” he issued a challenge: “I challenge War On Drugs to let me join them onstage and play a hilarious song I’ve written called ‘War On Drugs: Suck My Cock/Sun Kil Moon: Go Fuck Yourself’ at the Fillmore, October 6, provided they let me handle the beer commercial lead guitar.”

With The War On Drugs seemingly failing to take up Kozelek’s offer of having “a laugh with me onstage”, Sun Kil Moon instead promised to issue the track at 9pm PST last night, the time that The War On Drugs took to the stage in San Francisco.

The track itself tells the story of Kozelek’s experience at Ottawa Folk Fest and of another recent incident in which Kozelek described the crowd at Hopscotch Festival in Raleigh, North Carolina as “fucking hillbillies” and told people to “shut the fuck up” while he was performing. It describes not only what happened onstage and how the crowd “smelled like swill”, but how the story was shared by a “some spoiled bitch, rich kid blogger brat” who “thought my actual name was Sun Kil Moon, what a dumb shit”.

Twin Peaks to return with new series in 2016

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Twin Peaks is set to return with a new series over 25 years after it was first broadcast. Creator David Lynch has tweeted a link to the first teaser trailer for the new show. The film director-turned-Paris nightclub impresario posted the message: "Dear Twitter Friends... It is happening again." ...

Twin Peaks is set to return with a new series over 25 years after it was first broadcast.

Creator David Lynch has tweeted a link to the first teaser trailer for the new show. The film director-turned-Paris nightclub impresario posted the message: “Dear Twitter Friends… It is happening again.”

A statement released along with the teaser trailer on YouTube by TV network Showtime said: “The groundbreaking television phenomenon, Golden Globe and Peabody Award-winner Twin Peaks will return as a new limited series on Showtime in 2016.

“Series creators and executive producers David Lynch and Mark Frost will write and produce all nine episodes of the limited series.”

The original series followed the shockwaves felt in a small American town after the murder of high school beauty Laura Palmer. The subsequent investigation embraced the macabre and surreal style of Lynch’s previous work on films like Eraserhead and Blue Velvet.

It was reported in January that Lynch was preparing a promo for the new series.

Twin Peaks won three Golden Globe awards in 1991, including best actor in a TV drama for Kyle MacLachlan who played FBI Agent Dale Cooper.

Following the 30 episodes originally broadcast, Lynch made the film Fire Walk With Me. Released in 1992 as a prequel to the television series it examined events leading up to the murder of Laura Palmer.

Watch the teaser trailer for the new series below.

Photo: Rex Features

Neil Young’s Storytone to be released in two versions

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Neil Young is releasing his forthcoming Storytone album in two different versions, according to a new listing on iTunes. One edition features 10 tracks, recorded mainly with a 92-piece orchestra and choir, while the other, presumably deluxe edition, also includes versions of the tracks recorded sol...

Neil Young is releasing his forthcoming Storytone album in two different versions, according to a new listing on iTunes.

One edition features 10 tracks, recorded mainly with a 92-piece orchestra and choir, while the other, presumably deluxe edition, also includes versions of the tracks recorded solo alongside the orchestral versions. Both editions are released on November 4.

The deluxe version features the following tracks – the 10-track edition only features the second half:

“Plastic Flowers” (Solo)

“Who’s Gonna Stand Up?” (Solo)

“I Want To Drive My Car” (Solo)

“Glimmer” (Solo)

“Say Hello To Chicago” (Solo)

“Tumbleweed” (Solo)

“Like You Used To Do” (Solo)

“I’m Glad I Found You” (Solo)

“When I Watch You Sleeping” (Solo)

“All Those Dreams” (Solo)

“Plastic Flowers” (Orchestral)

“Who’s Gonna Stand Up?” (Orchestral)

“I Want To Drive My Car” (Band)

“Say Hello To Chicago” (Big Band)

“Tumbleweed” (Orchestral)

“Like You Used To Do” (Band)

“I’m Glad I Found You” (Orchestral)

“When I Watch You Sleeping” (Orchestral)

“All Those Dreams” (Orchestral)

Young performed for a second night in Boston yesterday (October 6), at the Wang Theatre, playing a set similar to the one he played the night before. He ended with “Thrasher”, however, instead of recent regular closer, “Who’s Gonna Stand Up?”.

Young played:

“From Hank To Hendrix”

“On The Way Home”

“Only Love Can Break Your Heart”

“I’m Glad I Found You”

“Mellow My Mind”

“Reason To Believe”

“Someday”

“If You Could Read My Mind”

“Harvest”

“Old Man”

“Pocahontas”

“Heart Of Gold”

“Plastic Flowers”

“A Man Needs A Maid”

“Ohio”

“Southern Man”

“Who’s Gonna Stand Up?”

“Mother Earth”

“Trace My Tears”

“Harvest Moon”

“After The Gold Rush”

“Thrasher”

Reviewed! Frazey Ford, “Indian Ocean”

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As is the brutal way with deadlines on monthly magazines, yesterday afternoon I had to send out a request to all of Uncut's writers for their albums of the year lists, so that we can start the long and meticulous process of compiling a Best Of 2014 chart. I must admit, I've not much of a clue how my own Top 20 is going to shape up at the moment. But one record that will probably feature in there, and one that I've been playing an increasing amount over the past few weeks, is Frazey Ford's "Indian Ocean". Ford, to be honest, is not someone whose work I'm overly familiar with, either as part of the Be Good Tanyas or solo; hopefully, that'll change once I get over the obsessive phase with "Indian Ocean". Saddling her with a genre, I've always assumed Ford was a folk singer, but this second solo album puts her deep into a country-soul place, a world of vintage vinyl, elevated playlists and Light In The Attic comps, and one squatted by Cat Power on "The Greatest". The comparison with that 2006 album is quite specific, since Ford, like Chan Marshall, is a singer embedding herself at the heart of a Southern soul powerhouse, with a bunch of the quicksilver artisans who worked at Memphis' Hi Records with Al Green and Willie Mitchell in the 1970s. "September Fields" is full of lovely and powerful songs, but it's the extraordinarily rich, resonant sound of the album that's most striking at first, even as The Hi Rhythm Section - Charles Hodges (organ), Leroy Hodges (bass) and the late Teenie Hodges (guitar) - work with such empathetic subtlety. "You're Not Free" is a great example of the potency of the hook-up, recorded in part at Memphis' Royal Studios. It's a showstopping ballad that moves with languid grace, where the controlled stabs of the horn section do the heavy emotional lifting while Ford and the Hodges clan operate in flecks and small details. Ford's voice is a wonder, scrunching and chewing up words into airy new shapes that are not always clear, but which have an emotional intensity that's gestural more than emphatic. Teenie Hodges, meanwhile, epitomises the rhythm section's craft. After about three minutes, he steps up to take a kind of bluesy solo that mostly consists of nonchalant space; that becomes most ornate just as Ford and John Raham, her co-producer, fade the track. It's hard to imagine a better monument to the guitarist's restrained genius. The album is dedicated to his memory. "You're Not Free" sits in the middle of an astounding 2-3-4 -5 run that also includes "Runnin'", "Done" and "Three Golden Trees". "Done" begins as if Ford accidentally rewrote "Hotel California" in her sleep, and continues with a series of break-up put-downs whose ferocity is only amplified by the indolence of their delivery. "Indian Ocean", though, is one of those seamlessly-realised projects where it seems churlish to pick specific songs out for scrutiny. It's an album where fraught epiphanies ride on the most effortless grooves; a precise recreation of historical settings, given a new spin by the character of Ford's voice and the quality of her songs ("September Fields" still holds up strongly when it is reprised, in solo acoustic form, at the album's death). Anyhow, I've added a couple of tracks for you to check out; let me know, as ever, what you think. In the meantime, an artless reminder that we have a couple of mags on sale right now: the current issue of Uncut featuring Pink Floyd, Leonard Cohen, New Order, Fleetwood Mac, Kate Bush and so on, and the Elvis Costello Ultimate Music Guide. Let me know, of course, what you think of those, too: uncut_feedback@timeinc.com. Follow me on Twitter: www.twitter.com/JohnRMulvey

As is the brutal way with deadlines on monthly magazines, yesterday afternoon I had to send out a request to all of Uncut’s writers for their albums of the year lists, so that we can start the long and meticulous process of compiling a Best Of 2014 chart.

I must admit, I’ve not much of a clue how my own Top 20 is going to shape up at the moment. But one record that will probably feature in there, and one that I’ve been playing an increasing amount over the past few weeks, is Frazey Ford’s “Indian Ocean”.

Ford, to be honest, is not someone whose work I’m overly familiar with, either as part of the Be Good Tanyas or solo; hopefully, that’ll change once I get over the obsessive phase with “Indian Ocean”. Saddling her with a genre, I’ve always assumed Ford was a folk singer, but this second solo album puts her deep into a country-soul place, a world of vintage vinyl, elevated playlists and Light In The Attic comps, and one squatted by Cat Power on “The Greatest”.

The comparison with that 2006 album is quite specific, since Ford, like Chan Marshall, is a singer embedding herself at the heart of a Southern soul powerhouse, with a bunch of the quicksilver artisans who worked at Memphis’ Hi Records with Al Green and Willie Mitchell in the 1970s. “September Fields” is full of lovely and powerful songs, but it’s the extraordinarily rich, resonant sound of the album that’s most striking at first, even as The Hi Rhythm Section – Charles Hodges (organ), Leroy Hodges (bass) and the late Teenie Hodges (guitar) – work with such empathetic subtlety.

“You’re Not Free” is a great example of the potency of the hook-up, recorded in part at Memphis’ Royal Studios. It’s a showstopping ballad that moves with languid grace, where the controlled stabs of the horn section do the heavy emotional lifting while Ford and the Hodges clan operate in flecks and small details. Ford’s voice is a wonder, scrunching and chewing up words into airy new shapes that are not always clear, but which have an emotional intensity that’s gestural more than emphatic. Teenie Hodges, meanwhile, epitomises the rhythm section’s craft. After about three minutes, he steps up to take a kind of bluesy solo that mostly consists of nonchalant space; that becomes most ornate just as Ford and John Raham, her co-producer, fade the track. It’s hard to imagine a better monument to the guitarist’s restrained genius. The album is dedicated to his memory.

“You’re Not Free” sits in the middle of an astounding 2-3-4 -5 run that also includes “Runnin'”, “Done” and “Three Golden Trees”. “Done” begins as if Ford accidentally rewrote “Hotel California” in her sleep, and continues with a series of break-up put-downs whose ferocity is only amplified by the indolence of their delivery. “Indian Ocean”, though, is one of those seamlessly-realised projects where it seems churlish to pick specific songs out for scrutiny. It’s an album where fraught epiphanies ride on the most effortless grooves; a precise recreation of historical settings, given a new spin by the character of Ford’s voice and the quality of her songs (“September Fields” still holds up strongly when it is reprised, in solo acoustic form, at the album’s death).

Anyhow, I’ve added a couple of tracks for you to check out; let me know, as ever, what you think. In the meantime, an artless reminder that we have a couple of mags on sale right now: the current issue of Uncut featuring Pink Floyd, Leonard Cohen, New Order, Fleetwood Mac, Kate Bush and so on, and the Elvis Costello Ultimate Music Guide. Let me know, of course, what you think of those, too: uncut_feedback@timeinc.com.

Follow me on Twitter: www.twitter.com/JohnRMulvey

Ryan Adams announces 2015 UK tour

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Ryan Adams has announced a UK tour, set to take place in February and March next year. The singer-songwriter, who recently released his self-titled album, will begin the shows at Brighton's Dome on February 19. Adams' album, his 14th, entered the charts at number six, his highest ever position i...

Ryan Adams has announced a UK tour, set to take place in February and March next year.

The singer-songwriter, who recently released his self-titled album, will begin the shows at Brighton’s Dome on February 19.

Adams’ album, his 14th, entered the charts at number six, his highest ever position in the UK.

Tickets for the shows can be bought by clicking here.

Adams will play:

Brighton Dome (February 19, 2015)

Leicester De Montfort Hall (21)

Edinburgh Usher Hall (24)

Leeds 02 Academy (25)

London Eventim Apollo (27)

Wolverhampton Civic Hall (28)

Liverpool Guild Of Students (March 1)

Reviewed! The Necks at London Cafe Oto, October 6, 2014

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I hadn't planned to write about the Necks show last night: plenty of other things to do; a review of Frazey Ford's album ready to publish; a sense that, after my previous reviews of The Necks, I didn't have much else to say. Every time, though, works out different, and it turns out that the Australian trio might be very nearly as compelling to write about as they are to watch and listen to. For this first night of their residency at Café Oto in Dalston, the format is familiar: two sets, each consisting of one improvised work, notionally anticipated to last about 50 minutes apiece. An indication that the show might shape up in a relatively unusual way, though, comes at the very beginning. Once the three Necks have taken their places on the stage, there is customarily a minute or so of silence, that can be interpreted as meditative preparation or as a kind of brief psychic war, as Chris Abrahams, Lloyd Swanton and Tony Buck wait to see which one of them cracks first. Tonight, however, soon after Abrahams has completed the ritual of taking his glasses off and rubbing his palms up and down his face, he jumps straight in. Though his initial gestures are lyrical, even florid, the first Necks set will be driven by his piano playing at its most wired and antagonistic, so jagged in places that it is left to Swanton to provide a lead melody by bowing his double bass. For a band so often described (somewhat reductively) as minimalists, The Necks are strikingly dense throughout. If you'd come to the show having heard only their most recent album, "Open", the relentlessness would be jolting: there is precious little space, no room for those persistent Eno comparisons and so on. Even for seasoned Necks watchers, it's pretty intense, and there are further diversions to be picked out in the melee, like Abrahams playing something akin to nonchalant blues notes for a while with his right hand, while continuing to pile up the atonal bass clusters with his left. At some point, Tony Buck breaks off from the almost martial path he's been pursuing, albeit with some kind of bell on one of his drumskins, and starts swinging, at least with his left hand. Abrahams returns to his opening melodic moves, in more expansive form, and Swanton puts his bow back in its quiver and starts picking, furiously, eyes closed and with an expression of concentrated rapture that manifests, I suspect, how many of the audience are feeling at this point. It's a great Necks moment, a climax which is soon enough deconstructed as they move to an uncharacteristically swift close. The whole piece has lasted only 35 minutes. Such brevity! The second piece is more predictable, insofar as it lasts just over 50 minutes. Again, though, it's phenomenally intense. For a while, Abrahams sounds more like a more orthodox jazz pianist - if you could call, say, Cecil Taylor orthodox - and there is a point where he appears open to moving the piece into more lyrical, spacious territory. Buck, however, has been rattling a selection of bells and percussive detritus across the surface of his drum in an RSI frenzy, and when Abrahams presents the opportunity to ease up, he instead responds by placing a hand cymbal on there and ramping up the pace even further. At times like this, the thought occurs as to whether a Necks performance can sometimes be a kind of competition between the three members, hermetically sealed in their own worlds (Abrahams has his back to his bandmates for the duration), but still operating in uncanny synchrony. Improvisation can sometimes become a battle of one-upmanship. But The Necks' contests - if, of course, that's what they are - are more subtle and passive-aggressive. There's little that could be described as showing off, more an intrigue of wrong turns and deliberately missed opportunities; of microscopically-adjusted moves that can send a piece down a whole other trajectory. Every once in a while, I start to think one of The Necks is taking charge. A minute or two later I always, unfailingly, change my mind. Follow me on Twitter: www.twitter.com/JohnRMulvey

I hadn’t planned to write about the Necks show last night: plenty of other things to do; a review of Frazey Ford’s album ready to publish; a sense that, after my previous reviews of The Necks, I didn’t have much else to say.

Every time, though, works out different, and it turns out that the Australian trio might be very nearly as compelling to write about as they are to watch and listen to. For this first night of their residency at Café Oto in Dalston, the format is familiar: two sets, each consisting of one improvised work, notionally anticipated to last about 50 minutes apiece. An indication that the show might shape up in a relatively unusual way, though, comes at the very beginning. Once the three Necks have taken their places on the stage, there is customarily a minute or so of silence, that can be interpreted as meditative preparation or as a kind of brief psychic war, as Chris Abrahams, Lloyd Swanton and Tony Buck wait to see which one of them cracks first.

Tonight, however, soon after Abrahams has completed the ritual of taking his glasses off and rubbing his palms up and down his face, he jumps straight in. Though his initial gestures are lyrical, even florid, the first Necks set will be driven by his piano playing at its most wired and antagonistic, so jagged in places that it is left to Swanton to provide a lead melody by bowing his double bass.

For a band so often described (somewhat reductively) as minimalists, The Necks are strikingly dense throughout. If you’d come to the show having heard only their most recent album, “Open”, the relentlessness would be jolting: there is precious little space, no room for those persistent Eno comparisons and so on.

Even for seasoned Necks watchers, it’s pretty intense, and there are further diversions to be picked out in the melee, like Abrahams playing something akin to nonchalant blues notes for a while with his right hand, while continuing to pile up the atonal bass clusters with his left. At some point, Tony Buck breaks off from the almost martial path he’s been pursuing, albeit with some kind of bell on one of his drumskins, and starts swinging, at least with his left hand. Abrahams returns to his opening melodic moves, in more expansive form, and Swanton puts his bow back in its quiver and starts picking, furiously, eyes closed and with an expression of concentrated rapture that manifests, I suspect, how many of the audience are feeling at this point.

It’s a great Necks moment, a climax which is soon enough deconstructed as they move to an uncharacteristically swift close. The whole piece has lasted only 35 minutes. Such brevity!

The second piece is more predictable, insofar as it lasts just over 50 minutes. Again, though, it’s phenomenally intense. For a while, Abrahams sounds more like a more orthodox jazz pianist – if you could call, say, Cecil Taylor orthodox – and there is a point where he appears open to moving the piece into more lyrical, spacious territory. Buck, however, has been rattling a selection of bells and percussive detritus across the surface of his drum in an RSI frenzy, and when Abrahams presents the opportunity to ease up, he instead responds by placing a hand cymbal on there and ramping up the pace even further.

At times like this, the thought occurs as to whether a Necks performance can sometimes be a kind of competition between the three members, hermetically sealed in their own worlds (Abrahams has his back to his bandmates for the duration), but still operating in uncanny synchrony. Improvisation can sometimes become a battle of one-upmanship. But The Necks’ contests – if, of course, that’s what they are – are more subtle and passive-aggressive. There’s little that could be described as showing off, more an intrigue of wrong turns and deliberately missed opportunities; of microscopically-adjusted moves that can send a piece down a whole other trajectory. Every once in a while, I start to think one of The Necks is taking charge. A minute or two later I always, unfailingly, change my mind.

Follow me on Twitter: www.twitter.com/JohnRMulvey

The Beatles – The Beatles In Mono

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The catalogue, to 1968, remastered for vinyl.... Abbey Road’s Studio 3 has seen some unusual stuff. This, in 1966, on an April day busy with cutting and splicing tape, was the birthplace of “Mark I” – which eventually became “Tomorrow Never Knows”. On this sunny July morning 48 years later, something no less odd is taking place. Inside, a group of 30 or so journalists and technical staff are seated in the facility’s wood-panelled interior. We’re hunched forward in our seats, listening to a vinyl record of Beatles For Sale: somewhere after “Rock ‘n’ Roll Music” but before “I’ll Follow The Sun”, scrutinizing the space between them. The object of this exercise is to demonstrate the magnificent pressing achieved for this newest Beatles event. This is the vinyl companion to The Beatles In Mono, the CD box set released in 2009 – a project which has necessitated all-new analogue remasters. All the 180 gram records have been pressed in Germany, a million of them, taking up – as Guy Hayden from Universal proudly observes – that country’s entire pressing capacity. When a tiny click is heard through the $85,000 dollar system, brought over from New York by McIntosh, (the company that supplied the PA for Shea Stadium), a certain relief passes through the room. Otherwise, things might have been a little too perfect. With whatever delight fans might have listened to mono Beatles recordings when they were first released (each album til Yellow Submarine had a unique mono mix; later “fold-down” mixes, in which the stereo channels were combined, of Let It Be and Abbey Road were released in some territories) audio perfection was not high on their list of expectations. You’ll never find them in good nick second-hand. The albums weren’t revered, they were loved: played at parties, danced to, written on, enjoyed. Today, they bear the marks of a life well-lived. A word much used to describe this magnificent new set of records (it comes in a box; there’s a nicely-illustrated book by Kevin Howlett) is “authentic”. True enough, there’s a pretty inarguable case that the Beatles labored more intensively on Mono mixes. Nor should there be any quibble with the idea that by going back to the original tapes the listener is getting “nearer” to what the artist heard and intended. But as we nod approvingly at the lovingly recreated laminated “flapback” covers (right down to the Garrod and Lofthouse printing credit – a company which, like Parlophone, has no present-day relationship with the Beatles), the Emitex logos, and the Sergeant Pepper moustache set, “authentic” isn’t necessarily the first word that springs to mind. The process of bringing the new set about began five years ago. The mission – says Steve Berkowitz, the American who supervised this project as he has recent Dylan remasters – was to be “led by the work of art”. This meant close listening: sourcing original vinyl albums, and compiling reference multitracks of these, alongside digital copies of the original tapes. New machines mean that, with real-time, hands-on engineering, more information can be read from the tapes and delivered to the new cut. Guided by the original engineers’ notes, Abbey Road’s Sean Magee was able to reveal more of what the Beatles intended us to hear. Though it sounds like spin, Mono is the open secret in the Beatles recording career. In the band’s official recording history, reference upon reference piles up: long toil into the night on the mono with all four present; stereo mixed with “not a solitary Beatle” in sight. In 1966, Geoff Emerick was put to manufacturing an ersatz stereo Please Please Me (for which the track tapes were missing) by shaving off treble from one side, and bass from the other. As Steve Berkowitz puts it today, mono was “the predominant carrier of the time”. For all the efforts of the engineers and the guy from the record company, however, it’s Leif from Ortofon, the Danish audio company, who best defines what that might sound like. Of course, it’s a matter of common sense that Beatles records were mixed to sound good through transistor radios, dansettes and mum and dad’s radiogram. It is, says Leif, “a solid, powerful, central image”. It has, he says, “less width. It’s more focused.” As Berkowitz plays selections from the catalogue, from the “1-2-3-Faw!” of “I Saw Her Standing There” to “While My Guitar Gently Weeps” (all about the keyboard part, as it turns out), it certainly proves to be that, but predominantly provides huge freshness and novelty. As the book points out, there are empirical differences between the Beatles in stereo and in mono. The aircraft noise is different on “Back In The USSR”, the tape loops on “Tomorrow Never Knows” fade in and out more quickly, to name but two. The listener without notes, however, is prey more to impressionistic view– the room essentially the same, but arranged in such a way the eye is drawn in a different direction. Listened to at leisure at home, the remaster proves particularly strong on guitars, which chime with renewed brightness on tracks like “Getting Better” or “Everybody’s Got Something To Hide Except For Me And My Monkey”, and chug heavily on the more primitively chorded likes of “Thank You Girl”. In mid-range, say on “And Your Bird Can Sing” or “Taxman”, bluesier tones reveal themselves. You can’t fail to be struck by their new and complex relationships or sheer crunchiness. All round, mono is great on physical impact. Listening to “Within You Without You” is extraordinary, the tablas sounding like a fall of hailstones, while the laughter at the conclusion sounds weird, loud and completely new. Sergeant Pepper has, of course, been making people say something like that for nearly 50 years. To listen in mono, however, is to hear a different set of decisions being privileged, alternate colours brought to the foreground. “Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds” builds to the chorus with a heavily-flanged bass. “Fixing A Hole”, not necessarily the first place you’d look for them, proves to be a hotbed of precisely-engineered, interwoven guitars. As “Lovely Rita” moves towards its close, the song feels stranger somehow for confronting you there in the room, rather than as a sonic experience into which you have stereophonically wandered. The same freshness and changed emphasis reveal themselves through the catalogue. You find yourself wondering at new reverbs on “Yesterday”, a new vulnerability and tenderness to “Here There And Everywhere”, to what sounds like more of George Harrison reading the paper in “Revolution 9”. Harrison, as the book reminds us, was no fan of stereo – he thought it left you “naked”, which seems like an odd choice of words. It’s mono, after all, which leaves you with no place to hide. In the scheme of things, it might seem strange that only four years after its appearance on iTunes, the next big development in the availability of Beatles music should be a big box of old records in an outdated format. Really, though, in that time, the world has changed again. What was once the mass market choice has now found a valuable niche in the collector/audiophile market. Mono has replaced stereo as the point of exploration for the deep listener, for whom vinyl has never anyway been satisfactorily replaced. Now, as in their lifetime, the Beatles are simply ahead of the curve. John Robinson Q&A SEAN MAGEE, ABBEY ROAD MASTERING ENGINEER How do these differ from the 2009 remasters? This is a vinyl cut directly from the master tapes with an all analogue signal chain, no digital involved. You’re getting nearer the tape, that’s the thing. With vinyl and audio files the desire is to get back to the original master without any digital nonsense. We did it on the monos rather than the stereos because the stereos were a different kettle of fish. How so? To recreate the stereo masters from the tapes just wouldn’t have been possible. It’s a real-time process. With the stereos there was different EQ on the left side to the right side. Different EQ in the intro…you couldn’t physically adjust that while the tapes were going. With the monos there was very little done, so you could put them on, hit play and cut without too much interference from the engineer. What’s the story of Beatles stereo vs mono? It’s a quirk of history that stereos have become the de facto voice of the Beatles. The stereos were sometimes cut weeks after the. The important thing was the mono one. Most of the work sonically would have been done in the studios so the work that was presented to the cutting engineer was “get that onto vinyl as loudly and cleanly as you can”. Are you a mono fan? What’s the appeal? For me, sonically, they’re far more focused – they’ve had more time spent on them – and wherever you stand in the room, it all sounds the same. As to why it’s become a thing, it’s nostalgia and it’s getting back to the original – if that was in mono, that’s how people want to hear it. The mono mixes in this case, they are the ones that the artist and producer signed off on. Your new machines pick up more information from the tapes. What is the Azimuth? It’s the tilt of the tapehead. It’s imperative to get the angle of the tapehead the same as it was when it was recorded. They weren’t titlted deliberately – it’s a quirk that sometimes happened. But when you line up a tape machine, you need to restore it to the condition it was when it recorded that tape and the azimuth is an important part of that. There’a a microcopic gap – if you tilt too far to the left or right, because of the very small wavelengths, the high frequencies start to cancel each other out. How did you fix it? The issue was addressed when the transfers were done for the 2009 remasters: they tweaked the azimuth for every single one so we knew there was a slight variation. This time, in the best tradition of improvisation, we made a Heath-Robinson adjuster, a knob with a dot on the top of it. We worked out a way that we could do this in real time while it was cutting in the spaces between tracks – it was a mad scramble to adjust the EQ and twiddle the azimuth and get things done in time for the next track to start – about five or six seconds You didn’t have to “bake the tapes” or anything like that? They were made from EMI stock which has always been fairly well-behaved. (i)Please Please Me(i) we had to make a new master for. The tape itself wasn’t shedding but the glue that holds the edits together had seeped through various layers of the tape. The tape was playing and it left a sticky sludge on the playback head which isn’t very good. We thought rather than have it do that, we thought we’ll make a new one. Sgt Pepper sounds great… It sounds beautiful, doesn’t it? We didn’t do anything at all – that’s how it came off the tape. It said on the box, “please cut flat”, which means, “don’t do anything to it.” It’s mentioned in ((i)Beatles engineer(i)) Geoff Emerick’s book I think. The head of production at that time, pushed him against the wall and ssaid, “How dare you tell my engineers what to do” sort of thing. But he said, that’s how they wanted it. Do you hear new stuff in the records? There’s an awful lot of sound in there. It was my introduction to Beatles in mono in 2009 – you start to think, “this is slightly different to what I remember”. Having worked on these vinyls since 2009 - which is when we started, every time you put the tape on you hear something new. How nerve-wracking is the live cut? You have to do it in real time so you have to be watching the counter on the tape machine, you’ve got your stopwatch going and you’re referring to your notes because to alter two banks of EQ – you’ve got to get the fader down, get the fader up get the spread make sure the EQs right, then sit down wait for five minutes and then do it all over again. INTERVIEW: JOHN ROBINSON

The catalogue, to 1968, remastered for vinyl….

Abbey Road’s Studio 3 has seen some unusual stuff. This, in 1966, on an April day busy with cutting and splicing tape, was the birthplace of “Mark I” – which eventually became “Tomorrow Never Knows”. On this sunny July morning 48 years later, something no less odd is taking place. Inside, a group of 30 or so journalists and technical staff are seated in the facility’s wood-panelled interior. We’re hunched forward in our seats, listening to a vinyl record of Beatles For Sale: somewhere after “Rock ‘n’ Roll Music” but before “I’ll Follow The Sun”, scrutinizing the space between them.

The object of this exercise is to demonstrate the magnificent pressing achieved for this newest Beatles event. This is the vinyl companion to The Beatles In Mono, the CD box set released in 2009 – a project which has necessitated all-new analogue remasters. All the 180 gram records have been pressed in Germany, a million of them, taking up – as Guy Hayden from Universal proudly observes – that country’s entire pressing capacity. When a tiny click is heard through the $85,000 dollar system, brought over from New York by McIntosh, (the company that supplied the PA for Shea Stadium), a certain relief passes through the room.

Otherwise, things might have been a little too perfect. With whatever delight fans might have listened to mono Beatles recordings when they were first released (each album til Yellow Submarine had a unique mono mix; later “fold-down” mixes, in which the stereo channels were combined, of Let It Be and Abbey Road were released in some territories) audio perfection was not high on their list of expectations. You’ll never find them in good nick second-hand. The albums weren’t revered, they were loved: played at parties, danced to, written on, enjoyed. Today, they bear the marks of a life well-lived.

A word much used to describe this magnificent new set of records (it comes in a box; there’s a nicely-illustrated book by Kevin Howlett) is “authentic”. True enough, there’s a pretty inarguable case that the Beatles labored more intensively on Mono mixes. Nor should there be any quibble with the idea that by going back to the original tapes the listener is getting “nearer” to what the artist heard and intended. But as we nod approvingly at the lovingly recreated laminated “flapback” covers (right down to the Garrod and Lofthouse printing credit – a company which, like Parlophone, has no present-day relationship with the Beatles), the Emitex logos, and the Sergeant Pepper moustache set, “authentic” isn’t necessarily the first word that springs to mind.

The process of bringing the new set about began five years ago. The mission – says Steve Berkowitz, the American who supervised this project as he has recent Dylan remasters – was to be “led by the work of art”. This meant close listening: sourcing original vinyl albums, and compiling reference multitracks of these, alongside digital copies of the original tapes. New machines mean that, with real-time, hands-on engineering, more information can be read from the tapes and delivered to the new cut. Guided by the original engineers’ notes, Abbey Road’s Sean Magee was able to reveal more of what the Beatles intended us to hear.

Though it sounds like spin, Mono is the open secret in the Beatles recording career. In the band’s official recording history, reference upon reference piles up: long toil into the night on the mono with all four present; stereo mixed with “not a solitary Beatle” in sight. In 1966, Geoff Emerick was put to manufacturing an ersatz stereo Please Please Me (for which the track tapes were missing) by shaving off treble from one side, and bass from the other. As Steve Berkowitz puts it today, mono was “the predominant carrier of the time”.

For all the efforts of the engineers and the guy from the record company, however, it’s Leif from Ortofon, the Danish audio company, who best defines what that might sound like. Of course, it’s a matter of common sense that Beatles records were mixed to sound good through transistor radios, dansettes and mum and dad’s radiogram. It is, says Leif, “a solid, powerful, central image”. It has, he says, “less width. It’s more focused.”

As Berkowitz plays selections from the catalogue, from the “1-2-3-Faw!” of “I Saw Her Standing There” to “While My Guitar Gently Weeps” (all about the keyboard part, as it turns out), it certainly proves to be that, but predominantly provides huge freshness and novelty. As the book points out, there are empirical differences between the Beatles in stereo and in mono. The aircraft noise is different on “Back In The USSR”, the tape loops on “Tomorrow Never Knows” fade in and out more quickly, to name but two. The listener without notes, however, is prey more to impressionistic view– the room essentially the same, but arranged in such a way the eye is drawn in a different direction.

Listened to at leisure at home, the remaster proves particularly strong on guitars, which chime with renewed brightness on tracks like “Getting Better” or “Everybody’s Got Something To Hide Except For Me And My Monkey”, and chug heavily on the more primitively chorded likes of “Thank You Girl”. In mid-range, say on “And Your Bird Can Sing” or “Taxman”, bluesier tones reveal themselves. You can’t fail to be struck by their new and complex relationships or sheer crunchiness. All round, mono is great on physical impact. Listening to “Within You Without You” is extraordinary, the tablas sounding like a fall of hailstones, while the laughter at the conclusion sounds weird, loud and completely new.

Sergeant Pepper has, of course, been making people say something like that for nearly 50 years. To listen in mono, however, is to hear a different set of decisions being privileged, alternate colours brought to the foreground. “Lucy In The Sky With Diamonds” builds to the chorus with a heavily-flanged bass. “Fixing A Hole”, not necessarily the first place you’d look for them, proves to be a hotbed of precisely-engineered, interwoven guitars. As “Lovely Rita” moves towards its close, the song feels stranger somehow for confronting you there in the room, rather than as a sonic experience into which you have stereophonically wandered.

The same freshness and changed emphasis reveal themselves through the catalogue. You find yourself wondering at new reverbs on “Yesterday”, a new vulnerability and tenderness to “Here There And Everywhere”, to what sounds like more of George Harrison reading the paper in “Revolution 9”. Harrison, as the book reminds us, was no fan of stereo – he thought it left you “naked”, which seems like an odd choice of words. It’s mono, after all, which leaves you with no place to hide.

In the scheme of things, it might seem strange that only four years after its appearance on iTunes, the next big development in the availability of Beatles music should be a big box of old records in an outdated format. Really, though, in that time, the world has changed again. What was once the mass market choice has now found a valuable niche in the collector/audiophile market. Mono has replaced stereo as the point of exploration for the deep listener, for whom vinyl has never anyway been satisfactorily replaced. Now, as in their lifetime, the Beatles are simply ahead of the curve.

John Robinson

Q&A

SEAN MAGEE, ABBEY ROAD MASTERING ENGINEER

How do these differ from the 2009 remasters?

This is a vinyl cut directly from the master tapes with an all analogue signal chain, no digital involved. You’re getting nearer the tape, that’s the thing. With vinyl and audio files the desire is to get back to the original master without any digital nonsense. We did it on the monos rather than the stereos because the stereos were a different kettle of fish.

How so?

To recreate the stereo masters from the tapes just wouldn’t have been possible. It’s a real-time process. With the stereos there was different EQ on the left side to the right side. Different EQ in the intro…you couldn’t physically adjust that while the tapes were going. With the monos there was very little done, so you could put them on, hit play and cut without too much interference from the engineer.

What’s the story of Beatles stereo vs mono?

It’s a quirk of history that stereos have become the de facto voice of the Beatles. The stereos were sometimes cut weeks after the. The important thing was the mono one. Most of the work sonically would have been done in the studios so the work that was presented to the cutting engineer was “get that onto vinyl as loudly and cleanly as you can”.

Are you a mono fan? What’s the appeal?

For me, sonically, they’re far more focused – they’ve had more time spent on them – and wherever you stand in the room, it all sounds the same. As to why it’s become a thing, it’s nostalgia and it’s getting back to the original – if that was in mono, that’s how people want to hear it. The mono mixes in this case, they are the ones that the artist and producer signed off on.

Your new machines pick up more information from the tapes. What is the Azimuth?

It’s the tilt of the tapehead. It’s imperative to get the angle of the tapehead the same as it was when it was recorded. They weren’t titlted deliberately – it’s a quirk that sometimes happened. But when you line up a tape machine, you need to restore it to the condition it was when it recorded that tape and the azimuth is an important part of that. There’a a microcopic gap – if you tilt too far to the left or right, because of the very small wavelengths, the high frequencies start to cancel each other out.

How did you fix it?

The issue was addressed when the transfers were done for the 2009 remasters: they tweaked the azimuth for every single one so we knew there was a slight variation. This time, in the best tradition of improvisation, we made a Heath-Robinson adjuster, a knob with a dot on the top of it. We worked out a way that we could do this in real time while it was cutting in the spaces between tracks – it was a mad scramble to adjust the EQ and twiddle the azimuth and get things done in time for the next track to start – about five or six seconds

You didn’t have to “bake the tapes” or anything like that?

They were made from EMI stock which has always been fairly well-behaved. (i)Please Please Me(i) we had to make a new master for. The tape itself wasn’t shedding but the glue that holds the edits together had seeped through various layers of the tape. The tape was playing and it left a sticky sludge on the playback head which isn’t very good. We thought rather than have it do that, we thought we’ll make a new one.

Sgt Pepper sounds great…

It sounds beautiful, doesn’t it? We didn’t do anything at all – that’s how it came off the tape. It said on the box, “please cut flat”, which means, “don’t do anything to it.” It’s mentioned in ((i)Beatles engineer(i)) Geoff Emerick’s book I think. The head of production at that time, pushed him against the wall and ssaid, “How dare you tell my engineers what to do” sort of thing. But he said, that’s how they wanted it.

Do you hear new stuff in the records?

There’s an awful lot of sound in there. It was my introduction to Beatles in mono in 2009 – you start to think, “this is slightly different to what I remember”. Having worked on these vinyls since 2009 – which is when we started, every time you put the tape on you hear something new.

How nerve-wracking is the live cut?

You have to do it in real time so you have to be watching the counter on the tape machine, you’ve got your stopwatch going and you’re referring to your notes because to alter two banks of EQ – you’ve got to get the fader down, get the fader up get the spread make sure the EQs right, then sit down wait for five minutes and then do it all over again.

INTERVIEW: JOHN ROBINSON

Neil Young debuts three new songs in Boston

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Neil Young debuted three new songs while performing solo in Boston last night (October 5). Young, playing the first of two nights at the city's Wang Theatre, also performed a host of fan favourites, including "After The Gold Rush", "Ohio" and the rarely performed "Thrasher", alongside a couple of s...

Neil Young debuted three new songs while performing solo in Boston last night (October 5).

Young, playing the first of two nights at the city’s Wang Theatre, also performed a host of fan favourites, including “After The Gold Rush”, “Ohio” and the rarely performed “Thrasher”, alongside a couple of songs from this year’s A Letter Home, “Reason To Believe” and “If You Could Read My Mind”.

The three new tracks have tentatively been referred to by fans as “I’m Glad I Found U”, “Plastic Flowers” and “Trace My Tears”.

Young releases a new album, Storytone, in November, which features the singer and songwriter backed by a 92-piece orchestra and choir.

Neil Young played:

“From Hank To Hendrix”

“You And Me”

“Only Love Can Break Your Heart”

“Love In Mind”

“I’m Glad I Found U”?

“Mellow My Mind”

“Reason To Believe”

“Someday”

“Changes”

“Harvest”

“Old Man”

“Pocahontas”

“Thrasher”

“Plastic Flowers”?

“A Man Needs A Maid”

“Ohio”

“Southern Man”

“Mr. Soul”

“If You Could Read My Mind”

“Trace My Tears”?

“Harvest Moon”

“After The Gold Rush”

“Who’s Gonna Stand Up?”

Photo: Aaron Farley

Unreleased Radiohead track ‘Spooks’ will feature in new film ‘Inherent Vice’, performed by Supergrass

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The previously unreleased Radiohead track 'Spooks' will feature in director Paul Thomas Anderson's new film Inherent Vice – performed by Supergrass. According to Slate reports, the track has been included in the upcoming pulp crime drama – which is scored by Radiohead guitarist Jonny Greenwood – having originally been unveiled during a live performance eight years ago. Scroll down to view a fan-recorded video of the band performing 'Spooks' at a May 2006 show in Copenhagen. Responding on Twitter to reports that the track is performed by Radiohead, Greenwood said: "…it's really a half idea we never made work live. I rewrote it and got supergrass to play it. It's good, but not very rh!" Greenwood has also provided music for Anderson's last two films, There Will Be Blood and The Master. His Inherant Vice score will feature London's Royal Philharmonic Orchestra, while the film stars Joaquin Phoenix, Josh Brolin, Owen Wilson, Katherine Waterston, Reese Witherspoon, Benicio Del Toro, Martin Short and Jena Malone. It's due for release in the UK on January 30. Last month, Thom Yorke took to Twitter to confirm recording had been taking place at the Radiohead studio. In a series of posts, the frontman revealed that he and Stanley Donwood – creator of the band's artwork since 1994 – were going through 15 years' worth of unused images and words, and that overdubs were happening in the studio on the second day of recording. http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xHdnLJ6fnE4

The previously unreleased Radiohead track ‘Spooks’ will feature in director Paul Thomas Anderson’s new film Inherent Vice – performed by Supergrass.

According to Slate reports, the track has been included in the upcoming pulp crime drama – which is scored by Radiohead guitarist Jonny Greenwood – having originally been unveiled during a live performance eight years ago. Scroll down to view a fan-recorded video of the band performing ‘Spooks’ at a May 2006 show in Copenhagen.

Responding on Twitter to reports that the track is performed by Radiohead, Greenwood said: “…it’s really a half idea we never made work live. I rewrote it and got supergrass to play it. It’s good, but not very rh!”

Greenwood has also provided music for Anderson’s last two films, There Will Be Blood and The Master. His Inherant Vice score will feature London’s Royal Philharmonic Orchestra, while the film stars Joaquin Phoenix, Josh Brolin, Owen Wilson, Katherine Waterston, Reese Witherspoon, Benicio Del Toro, Martin Short and Jena Malone. It’s due for release in the UK on January 30.

Last month, Thom Yorke took to Twitter to confirm recording had been taking place at the Radiohead studio. In a series of posts, the frontman revealed that he and Stanley Donwood – creator of the band’s artwork since 1994 – were going through 15 years’ worth of unused images and words, and that overdubs were happening in the studio on the second day of recording.

Jack White: “It’s a shame that if a woman goes onstage with an instrument it’s almost a novelty”

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Jack White has bemoaned what he perceives as gender disparity in the music industry. In an interview with Pearl Jam’s Mike McCready, as reported by Consequence of Sound, the former White Stripes frontman revealed his belief that female bands and artists provoke a different perception than males...

Jack White has bemoaned what he perceives as gender disparity in the music industry.

In an interview with Pearl Jam’s Mike McCready, as reported by Consequence of Sound, the former White Stripes frontman revealed his belief that female bands and artists provoke a different perception than males, and that women have to work harder to prove themselves.

“I know that when we had The White Stripes, the fact that Meg was female had something to do with people’s perception of what was going on onstage,” said White.

“When you have all-female acts or female front people, there’s a different perception. It’s sort of a real shame that if a woman goes onstage with an instrument – a guitar or drums or something – that it’s almost a novelty to people, like ‘Oh isn’t that cute?’

“The ultimate shame of it is that girls have to work twice as hard to really prove themselves.

“But in the end you get something better than any other run-of-the-mill male musician, because they’re really putting it into proving what’s going on there a lot of the time, because they’re put in a position where they have to.”

The interview is to premiere on Pearl Jam’s SiriusXM radio station in the US on Wednesday (October 8). Scroll down to listen to the interview excerpt.

Earlier this week it was announced that White’s headline set at US festival Bonnaroo will be released as a live DVD and triple-vinyl LP.

BB King cancels performances following onstage fall

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BB King has cancelled a number of performances after suffering a fall onstage at a show at the House of Blues in Chicago on Friday (October 3). Noise 11 reports that the 89-year-old has been forced to pull out of eight gigs, including October 12 and 13 dates at his own BB King Blues Club in Times...

BB King has cancelled a number of performances after suffering a fall onstage at a show at the House of Blues in Chicago on Friday (October 3).

Noise 11 reports that the 89-year-old has been forced to pull out of eight gigs, including October 12 and 13 dates at his own BB King Blues Club in Times Square, New York.

“Mr King fell ill last night…during his performance at the House of Blues in Chicago,” read a statement released via the blues legend’s website.

“He was immediately evaluated by a doctor and diagnosed with dehydration and suffering from exhaustion whereby causing the eight remaining shows of his current tour to be cancelled.”

No further updates on King’s condition have been released.

In April, the guitarist issued an apology for an erratic performance at the Peabody Opera House in St Louis, which was attributed to a missed a dose of his prescribed medication.

“Simply put, it was a bad night for one of America’s living blues legends and Mr King apologises and humbly asks for the understanding of his fans,” wrote a representative of King in a statement.

Paul Revere of The Raiders dies, aged 76

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Paul Revere of The Raiders has died, aged 76. The Guardian reports that the organ player's death was confirmed by his manager, Roger Hart. Revere died at home in Idaho on Saturday (October 4). Hart stated that his client was battling cancer at the time of his death. "He’d been quiet about it f...

Paul Revere of The Raiders has died, aged 76.

The Guardian reports that the organ player’s death was confirmed by his manager, Roger Hart. Revere died at home in Idaho on Saturday (October 4). Hart stated that his client was battling cancer at the time of his death.

“He’d been quiet about it for some time,” Hart said. “Treated at the Mayo Clinic, Paul stayed on the road as long as he could, then retired recently back to Idaho, where he and his wife, Sydney, always kept a home.”

Meanwhile, a long letter posted on the official Paul Revere website, remembers him from a fan’s point of view.

Earlier this year Revere remained upbeat about his battle with the illness, posting a message on Facebook. “Even though I’ve had some health issues, nothing can stop the old man. I’m like the Energizer Bunny!”

The Raiders formed in 1963 and are perhaps best known for their 1971 hit, ‘Indian Reservation’. They also had hits with the singles ‘Good Thing’, ‘Hungry’ and anti-drugs song ‘Kicks’. Revere remained a constant in the band despite a large number of line-up changes. He performed live as part of The Raiders as recently as this year.

David Bowie and The Who both covered ‘Louie Go Home’, The Raiders quasi-sequel to Richard Berry’s ‘Louie, Louie’.

Shovels & Rope – Swimmin’ Time

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Confident confirmation that “O’ Be Joyful” was no fluke... Confronted with the bewildering heritage of country music, there’s always a temptation to pretend that there was a cut-off point, by which everything worth singing had been sung, beyond which little worth being influenced by was produced. The artwork of Swimmin’ Time places Shovels & Rope’s end times precisely. The lyric sheet is wrapped in sepia stills of flooded American cities and towns in Shovels & Rope’s native Carolinas, one captioned April 1963. The inner sleeve shows Shovels & Rope’s Michael Trent and Cary Ann Hearst adrift in a rowboat, again in black and white, looking like refugees from some mythical shipwreck, soon to be immortalised in a seventy-verse ballad by Henry Clay Work – as well as from any trappings of modernity. Another datestamp appears in the closing track, “Thresher”, a bleak, stately hymn to the US Navy submarine of the same name, which sank with all aboard in what was clearly the bad month of April 1963 (and was previously commemorated in song by Phil Ochs). Shovels & Rope, it seems safe to assume, recorded Swimmin’ Time utterly unconcerned by the prospect of suggestions that the album is something of a period piece. The only question, then, is whether or not Swimmin’ Time – the apostrophe, we may be sure, is intended as another harbinger of down-home authenticity – is a convincing and beguiling period piece. The answer is – a qualified – yes. Shovels & Rope largely manage that rare and difficult balancing feat of honouring the heritage to which they’ve subscribed without becoming piously curatorial. At its best, Swimmin’ Time is a warm, giddy, rumbustious hoot, whose relative disdain for the last half century or so sounds much more like correct aesthetic judgement than any fear of the present. It all gets very Old Testament as early as the opening track. “The Devil Is All Around” presents initially as a solemn hymn over a portentous organ drone – which, deliberately or otherwise, cannot but evoke the beginning of The Louvin Brothers’ 1958 gothic classic Satan Is Real. Shovels & Rope, however, swiftly shift up a couple of gears from the Louvins’ abject pleading into something strangely celebratory, an incongruous frolic bequeathing an image of subjection that might have fallen from the pen of “Surfer Rosa”-era Black Francis (“When the Devil is all around/And got you crawling on the ground/On your hands and your knees with an apple in your mouth”). This early statement that Shovels & Rope see little need to budge from the template established on last year’s splendid breakthrough album “O’ Be Joyful”. Swimmin’ Time is largely comprised of similar stomping country gospel, from the insistent “Bridge On Fire”, which glories in that Gram/Emmylou trick of turning up the female harmony just a little louder than the male lead, to the bitterly hilarious devotional duet “Pinned”, to the finger-snapping, singalong silliness of “Fish Assassin”, which recalls White Stripes at their more whimsical. The signature combination of upbeat music and somewhat gruesome lyrical themes works so well for Shovels & Rope that a few leaks spring when they commit themselves to a dive to the depths. The Louisiana funeral dirge of “Ohio” doesn’t quite come off – a shame, as the couplet “When I lined up to talk to God/I kinda didn’t like the looks of the firing squad” deserved better. The oblique murder ballad “Evil” has commendable ambitions of resembling Tom Waits backed by Sixteen Horsepower, but would have benefited from the counter-intuitive light touch that Shovels & Rope bring so deftly to bear on similarly themed material elsewhere. At their best, though, Shovels & Rope are a joy, a treasurable combination of DIY musical virtuosity and a rare gift for wry storytelling. When someone starts a song - and they do – with the lines “Mary Ann was a waitress at the circus/Dan was a writer for the Delaware Locale Observer”, you’d be a fool not to be interested in what happens next. ANDREW MUELLER Q&A SHOVELS & ROPE Give or take the horns on a few tracks, how important is it to you to keep the music down to what the two of you can play? “Neither of us are virtuosos at any of the instruments we play. When we record it’s more about the personality than technique. In the studio we give ourselves the freedom to include whatever sound we hear that suits the song even if we have to bring someone in to do something we can’t (like play brass). In a live setting we pretty much have to depend on what we can play to get the job done.” How difficult is to separate the creative relationship from the personal one? “It’s all we’ve known so it’s really not a big deal for us. We like each other and communicate well. Plenty of married folks run mom-and-pop businesses. Ours just happens to be a little more fun.” It’s hard to miss a certain aquatic motif recurring throughout “Swimmin’ Time” - was that deliberate? “It became clear that there were variations of the underlying theme as we assembled the song lists for possible record cuts. We just surrendered to the damn thing. ‘Oh, look dear! They are mostly all about water somehow! Well, that will do I suppose. How ‘bout we call it ‘Swimmin’ Time’?!” INTERVIEW: ANDREW MUELLER

Confident confirmation that “O’ Be Joyful” was no fluke…

Confronted with the bewildering heritage of country music, there’s always a temptation to pretend that there was a cut-off point, by which everything worth singing had been sung, beyond which little worth being influenced by was produced. The artwork of Swimmin’ Time places Shovels & Rope’s end times precisely. The lyric sheet is wrapped in sepia stills of flooded American cities and towns in Shovels & Rope’s native Carolinas, one captioned April 1963.

The inner sleeve shows Shovels & Rope’s Michael Trent and Cary Ann Hearst adrift in a rowboat, again in black and white, looking like refugees from some mythical shipwreck, soon to be immortalised in a seventy-verse ballad by Henry Clay Work – as well as from any trappings of modernity. Another datestamp appears in the closing track, “Thresher”, a bleak, stately hymn to the US Navy submarine of the same name, which sank with all aboard in what was clearly the bad month of April 1963 (and was previously commemorated in song by Phil Ochs).

Shovels & Rope, it seems safe to assume, recorded Swimmin’ Time utterly unconcerned by the prospect of suggestions that the album is something of a period piece. The only question, then, is whether or not Swimmin’ Time – the apostrophe, we may be sure, is intended as another harbinger of down-home authenticity – is a convincing and beguiling period piece. The answer is – a qualified – yes. Shovels & Rope largely manage that rare and difficult balancing feat of honouring the heritage to which they’ve subscribed without becoming piously curatorial. At its best, Swimmin’ Time is a warm, giddy, rumbustious hoot, whose relative disdain for the last half century or so sounds much more like correct aesthetic judgement than any fear of the present.

It all gets very Old Testament as early as the opening track. “The Devil Is All Around” presents initially as a solemn hymn over a portentous organ drone – which, deliberately or otherwise, cannot but evoke the beginning of The Louvin Brothers’ 1958 gothic classic Satan Is Real. Shovels & Rope, however, swiftly shift up a couple of gears from the Louvins’ abject pleading into something strangely celebratory, an incongruous frolic bequeathing an image of subjection that might have fallen from the pen of “Surfer Rosa”-era Black Francis (“When the Devil is all around/And got you crawling on the ground/On your hands and your knees with an apple in your mouth”).

This early statement that Shovels & Rope see little need to budge from the template established on last year’s splendid breakthrough album “O’ Be Joyful”. Swimmin’ Time is largely comprised of similar stomping country gospel, from the insistent “Bridge On Fire”, which glories in that Gram/Emmylou trick of turning up the female harmony just a little louder than the male lead, to the bitterly hilarious devotional duet “Pinned”, to the finger-snapping, singalong silliness of “Fish Assassin”, which recalls White Stripes at their more whimsical.

The signature combination of upbeat music and somewhat gruesome lyrical themes works so well for Shovels & Rope that a few leaks spring when they commit themselves to a dive to the depths. The Louisiana funeral dirge of “Ohio” doesn’t quite come off – a shame, as the couplet “When I lined up to talk to God/I kinda didn’t like the looks of the firing squad” deserved better. The oblique murder ballad “Evil” has commendable ambitions of resembling Tom Waits backed by Sixteen Horsepower, but would have benefited from the counter-intuitive light touch that Shovels & Rope bring so deftly to bear on similarly themed material elsewhere.

At their best, though, Shovels & Rope are a joy, a treasurable combination of DIY musical virtuosity and a rare gift for wry storytelling. When someone starts a song – and they do – with the lines “Mary Ann was a waitress at the circus/Dan was a writer for the Delaware Locale Observer”, you’d be a fool not to be interested in what happens next.

ANDREW MUELLER

Q&A

SHOVELS & ROPE

Give or take the horns on a few tracks, how important is it to you to keep the music down to what the two of you can play?

“Neither of us are virtuosos at any of the instruments we play. When we record it’s more about the personality than technique. In the studio we give ourselves the freedom to include whatever sound we hear that suits the song even if we have to bring someone in to do something we can’t (like play brass). In a live setting we pretty much have to depend on what we can play to get the job done.”

How difficult is to separate the creative relationship from the personal one?

“It’s all we’ve known so it’s really not a big deal for us. We like each other and communicate well. Plenty of married folks run mom-and-pop businesses. Ours just happens to be a little more fun.”

It’s hard to miss a certain aquatic motif recurring throughout “Swimmin’ Time” – was that deliberate?

“It became clear that there were variations of the underlying theme as we assembled the song lists for possible record cuts. We just surrendered to the damn thing. ‘Oh, look dear! They are mostly all about water somehow! Well, that will do I suppose. How ‘bout we call it ‘Swimmin’ Time’?!”

INTERVIEW: ANDREW MUELLER

Ryan Adams – Ryan Adams

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Self-titled, self-produced, and pretty well self-realised... The three years that have elapsed between 2011’s Ashes & Fire and the arrival of this offering are an eternity by Ryan Adams’ extraordinary standards. Including his 2000 solo debut Heartbreaker, the former Whiskeytown singer released thirteen albums in the first decade-and-change of this century – and, incredibly, maintained a quality that almost matched the quantity, give or take the cobbled-together Demolition and the spitefully tossed-off Rock’n’Roll. When any artist returns from hiatus with a self-titled album, they are hustling the listener towards a subtext of “And this, at last, is me.” Ryan Adams radiates precisely this image of first principles being re-embraced. There is none of the (admittedly deftly executed) stylistic tourism of, say, his honky-tonk weeper Jacksonville City Nights, or his conceptual metal opus Orion. Ryan Adams is very much Ryan Adams being Ryan Adams. Which, lest we have forgotten, is a good thing. On song, Adams remains probably the most plausible heir to Bruce Springsteen and Tom Petty – who, possibly not coincidentally, are the two most obvious influences on Ryan Adams. “Gimme Something Good” is pure Petty – a snarling rocker embroidered with sparkling lead guitar and underpinned by Benmont Tench-ish organ. It’s an appropriate tone-setter – the album is largely comprised of similar breezy, mildly belligerent mid-tempo chuggers: “Feels Like Fire”, “Stay With Me”, “Trouble”. Poised as these are, Adams is always at his best when he permits and/or admits vulnerability. “Let Go” is an acoustic trill with a middle eight that reminds of Adams’ gift for finding the deadpan in the prettiest pop melody. “My Wrecking Ball” is simply one of the best things he’s ever recorded – a frail acoustic ballad in the manner of “Why Do They Leave?” or “How Do You Keep Alive”, built on Springstonian automotive metaphor (“Nothing much left in the tank/Somehow this thing still drives”) and shrouded in a “Tunnel Of Love” keyboard (another recurring motif). Adams is still not (quite) 40, and middle age is likely to suit a writer with his gifts for wry reflection: another prodigious golden era is not beyond him. ANDREW MUELLER

Self-titled, self-produced, and pretty well self-realised…

The three years that have elapsed between 2011’s Ashes & Fire and the arrival of this offering are an eternity by Ryan Adams’ extraordinary standards. Including his 2000 solo debut Heartbreaker, the former Whiskeytown singer released thirteen albums in the first decade-and-change of this century – and, incredibly, maintained a quality that almost matched the quantity, give or take the cobbled-together Demolition and the spitefully tossed-off Rock’n’Roll.

When any artist returns from hiatus with a self-titled album, they are hustling the listener towards a subtext of “And this, at last, is me.” Ryan Adams radiates precisely this image of first principles being re-embraced. There is none of the (admittedly deftly executed) stylistic tourism of, say, his honky-tonk weeper Jacksonville City Nights, or his conceptual metal opus Orion. Ryan Adams is very much Ryan Adams being Ryan Adams.

Which, lest we have forgotten, is a good thing. On song, Adams remains probably the most plausible heir to Bruce Springsteen and Tom Petty – who, possibly not coincidentally, are the two most obvious influences on Ryan Adams. “Gimme Something Good” is pure Petty – a snarling rocker embroidered with sparkling lead guitar and underpinned by Benmont Tench-ish organ. It’s an appropriate tone-setter – the album is largely comprised of similar breezy, mildly belligerent mid-tempo chuggers: “Feels Like Fire”, “Stay With Me”, “Trouble”.

Poised as these are, Adams is always at his best when he permits and/or admits vulnerability. “Let Go” is an acoustic trill with a middle eight that reminds of Adams’ gift for finding the deadpan in the prettiest pop melody. “My Wrecking Ball” is simply one of the best things he’s ever recorded – a frail acoustic ballad in the manner of “Why Do They Leave?” or “How Do You Keep Alive”, built on Springstonian automotive metaphor (“Nothing much left in the tank/Somehow this thing still drives”) and shrouded in a “Tunnel Of Love” keyboard (another recurring motif). Adams is still not (quite) 40, and middle age is likely to suit a writer with his gifts for wry reflection: another prodigious golden era is not beyond him.

ANDREW MUELLER

Mogwai announce new EP, ‘Music Industry 3 Fitness Industry 1’

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Mogwai have announced the details of a new EP 'Music Industry 3 Fitness Industry 1', which will be released on December 1 through Rock Action. The EP will be comprised of three new tracks taken from the sessions for this year's 'Rave Tapes' LP alongside three remixes of tracks from the LP by Blan...

Mogwai have announced the details of a new EP ‘Music Industry 3 Fitness Industry 1’, which will be released on December 1 through Rock Action.

The EP will be comprised of three new tracks taken from the sessions for this year’s ‘Rave Tapes’ LP alongside three remixes of tracks from the LP by Blanck Mass, Nils Frahm and Pye Corner Audio.

The EP was recorded at the band’s Castle Of Doom studio in Glasgow with Paul Savage and will be available in digital, CD and limited edition 12-inch vinyl formats.

The tracklist for ‘Music Industry 3 Fitness Industry 1’ is as follows:

‘Teenage Exorcists’

‘History Day’

‘HMP Shaun William Ryder’

‘Re-Remurdered (Blanck Mass Remix)’

‘No Medicine For Regret (Pye Corner Audio Remix)’

‘The Lord Is Out Of Control (Nils Frahm Remix)’

Mogwai are also due to start a European tour this month, taking in five dates across the UK as well as a number of shows across the continent.

Mogwai will play:

Aberdeen Music Hall (October 21)

Rotherham Magna (23)

Liverpool Camp and Furnace (24)

Bristol Simple Things Festival (25)

Brighton Dome (26)

Peter Hook labels Bernard Sumner autobiography ‘cruel and spiteful’

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Peter Hook has spoken out about former Joy Division and New Order band mate Bernard Sumner's recently released autobiography Chapter and Verse, labeling it "cruel and spiteful". Sumner recently described working with Hook as "unbearable in the end" and has also gone into lengthy detail about the ...

Peter Hook has spoken out about former Joy Division and New Order band mate Bernard Sumner’s recently released autobiography Chapter and Verse, labeling it “cruel and spiteful”.

Sumner recently described working with Hook as “unbearable in the end” and has also gone into lengthy detail about the pair’s relationship in the book.

Hook has now responded with a review of the book in which he calls Sumner a “very, very unreliable witness” and stating that, “book stores won’t know whether to file it under fantasy or tragedy.”

Writing for Billboard, the bass player states: “I found Bernard often very contradictory and his narration towards me is cruel and spiteful. We all have different memories and we all remember things differently. However Bernard only ever seems to remember the things that suit his purpose.”

Referring to an incident where Sumner reports that Hook called long-term collaborator Peter Saville “a parasite”, Hook also claimed that the event is entirely fictionalised. “When I read this I had no recollection so I phoned Peter. ‘Pete, I’m really sorry if I did this but I can’t remember,’ and he said ‘No, I don’t remember it either. It didn’t happen and I’ll tell you why I think that. If we had fallen out we would have had to make up and that I would definitely have remembered’,” he said. “From then on, for me, Bernard became a very, very unreliable witness.”

Hook also talked about the pair’s well-documented fight over the New Order “brand”: “To me, the problem with his recollections is that they are solely aimed at justifying the taking of the New Order brand name and goodwill in 2011 – an action I view as illegal and am still fighting. It’s like a vehicle to convince himself, the fans or even me that he was right to do so.”

Meanwhile, Sumner talks in detail about the book and his intentions for writing it in this month’s Uncut, which is available on newsstands and digitally now.

‘Chapter and Verse – New Order, Joy Division and Me’ was published last month.

Nick Cave adds second London date to 2015 UK tour

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Nick Cave has added a second London date to his forthcoming UK tour. The Australian will now play London's Hammersmith Eventim Apollo on May 2 as well as the previously confirmed May 3 date at the Royal Albert Hall. The rest of the tour, which is billed as a solo performance but will also featur...

Nick Cave has added a second London date to his forthcoming UK tour.

The Australian will now play London’s Hammersmith Eventim Apollo on May 2 as well as the previously confirmed May 3 date at the Royal Albert Hall.

The rest of the tour, which is billed as a solo performance but will also feature a backing band comprised of long-term Bad Seeds collaborator Warren Ellis and fellow Bad Seeds members Martyn Casey, Thomas Wydler and Barry Adamson, will see Cave perform four other UK dates as well as a number of shows in the rest of Europe.

Cave has stated that the aim is to “try to create a unique show – something special and out of the ordinary”.

Nick Cave’s UK dates are as follows:

Glasgow Royal Concert Hall (April 26)

Edinburgh Playhouse (28)

Gateshead Sage (29)

Nottingham Royal Concert Hall (30)

London Hammersmith Eventim Apollo (May 2)

London Royal Albert Hall (May 3)

Tickets are available now, click here to buy.

Meanwhile, 20,000 Days On Earth, a film documenting a day in the life of the singer is now screening in cinemas across the country.

Photo: Sam Jones