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End Of The Road Festival 2025 day splits revealed!

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The day splits have been announced for this year’s End Of The Road Festival, which runs from August 28 – August 31 at Wiltshire’s Larmer Tree Gardens.

The day splits have been announced for this year’s End Of The Road Festival, which runs from August 28 – August 31 at Wiltshire’s Larmer Tree Gardens.

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Sharon Van Etten & The Attachment Theory will headline the main Woods stage on Thursday. Friday, meanwhile, finds Caribou headlining Woods, but elsewhere on site you can find Matt Berninger, Lisa O’Neill, Rosalie, an Incredible String Band celebration, Daisy Rickman, These New Puritans and Bridget Hayden And The Apparitions.

On Saturday, you’ll find the likes of Mount Kimbie, Jim Ghedi, Throwing Muses, Jennifer Castle, Self Esteem and Geordie Greep.

Finally, on Sunday, there’s Father John Misty, Ryan David & The Roadhouse Blues Band, Black Country, New Road, Tucker Zimmerman, Jake Xerxes Fussell, Shovel Dance Collective and Christopher Owens.

Plenty to discover elsewhere in the line up too…

FULL LINEUP 

ADULT DVD
AILI  
ANIKA  
ANNA ERHARD  
ASTRID SONNE  
AUNTY RAYZOR  
BAMBARA  
BDRMM  
BLACK FONDU  
BLAWAN (LIVE)  
BOMBINO  
BRIDGET HAYDEN AND THE APPARITIONS  
BROADSIDE HACKS PRESENTS: A CELEBRATION OF THE INCREDIBLE STRING BAND FEAT. VERY SPECIAL GUESTS  
C TURTLE  
C.O.F.F.I.N.  
CARIBOU  
CHASTITY BELT  
CHRISTOPHER OWENS 
CRYOGEYSER    
CUBZOA  
DACTYL TERRA  
DAISY RICKMAN  
DAME AREA  
DARAA TRIBES  
DIIV  
DOVE ELLIS  
DUCKS LTD.  
DUTCH INTERIOR  
ELLIE O’NEILL  
EROL ALKAN (DJ)  
EX-EASTER ISLAND HEAD 
EVA MAY   
FABIANA PALLADINO  
FATHER JOHN MISTY  
FLOODLIGHTS  
FLORIST
FOR THOSE I LOVE    
GAL GO  
GETDOWN SERVICES  
GLASSHOUSE RED SPIDER MITE  
GOOD LOOKS  
GREG FREEMAN  
HAYDEN PEDIGO  
HORSE JUMPER OF LOVE  
JACKIE-O MOTHERFUCKER  
JAKE XERXES FUSSELL  
JASMINE.4.T.  
JENNIFER CASTLE  
JERRON PAXTON  
JIM GHEDI  
KASSIE KRUT  
KATY J PEARSON  
LA SÉCURITÉ  
LILY SEABIRD  
LONG FLING  
MABE FRATTI  
MAKESHIFT ART BAR  
MAN/WOMAN/CHAINSAW  
MANDY, INDIANA  
MARY IN THE JUNKYARD  
MATT BERNINGER  
MERCE LEMON  
MIRIAM ELHAJLI  
MISO EXTRA  
MOIN  
MUIREANN BRADLEY  
NED COLLETTE  
PERSONAL TRAINER
RIP MAGIC  
ROB AUTON & JFABRAHAM PRESENT WORDS WITH MUSIC  
ROGÊ
RUBIE  
RYAN DAVIS & THE ROADHOUSE BAND  
SABINE McCALLA  
SCOTT LAVENE  
SEARCH RESULTS  
SELF ESTEEM  
SHARON VAN ETTEN & THE ATTACHMENT THEORY  
SHORTSTRAW  
SHOVEL DANCE COLLECTIVE  
SILVER GORE  
SIX ORGANS OF ADMITTANCE  
SLOW FICTION  
SMOTE  
SOFIA KOURTESIS  
SOFIE ROYER  
THE SOPHS 
SORRY  
SQUID  
SYLVIE KREUSCH  
TAAHLIAH (LIVE)  
TAKUYA NAKAMURA  
THEATRE  
THE BUG CLUB  
THE GOLDEN DREGS  
THE NEW EVES  
THE ORCHESTRA (FOR NOW) 
TITANIC  
TOM RAVENSCROFT (DJ)  
TRACE MOUNTAINS  
TUCKER ZIMMERMAN  
TVOD  
TYLER BALLGAME  
UWADE  
VIAGRA BOYS  
VIEUX FARKA TOURÉ  
WARHAUS  
WESTSIDE COWBOY  
WILD PINK  
YOSHIKA COLWELL  

YOUTH LAGOON

We’re proud to once again be partnering with End Of The Road for what promises to be another brilliant year at Larmer Tree Gardens. We’ll also be bringing you our usual on-site Q&As from the Talking Heads stage. More on those soon…

You can read Uncut’s ultimate End Of The Road round-up from last year’s festival here

Tunde Adebimpe – My Life In Music

The TV On The Radio frontman on his formative transmissions: “It's great when a show feels a little bit dangerous”

The TV On The Radio frontman on his formative transmissions: “It’s great when a show feels a little bit dangerous”

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STEVIE WONDER
Talking Book
TAMLA, 1972

I remember this record playing in our house when I was very young, particularly “You Are The Sunshine Of My Life”. It’s an absolute skill to write lyrics that are so simple and so effective, even if it could only have been written in that time, because no-one had used that set of lyrics before! But it’s such a gorgeous record. My mom would also play me things that Stevie Wonder had done in the ’60s when he was a kid, and it’s interesting at a young age to have an idea of how an artist can evolve. Something that’s stuck with me is the realisation that there are a million different ways to be an artist, and as you get older, your ability and willingness to do different things increases.

KING SUNNY ADÉ AND HIS AFRICAN BEATS
Synchro System
ISLAND, 1983

My parents are both from Nigeria, and this was their party music. We lived in Pittsburgh, and there was a Nigerian community there of folks that my parents knew. If there was a birthday party or something, everyone would show up and show out, dancing to <Juju Music> or <Synchro System>. I always keep coming back to this record, because the guitar on it is so psychedelic in places. It’s never been weird for me to hear guitars in African or black music, which might sound very odd to say, but you’d be astonished at how many people were confused at the inception of TV On The Radio, like “How did you discover rock’n’roll?” And the answer is, “Well, black people invented it…”

FUGAZI
13 Songs
DISCHORD, 1989

In high school, I had a few friends who let me know that everything I was listening to was terrible, and introduced me to hardcore. I was like, ‘Oh, right – this sounds a little more like how we all feel.’ I remember hearing “Waiting Room” on some college radio programme in Pittsburgh, and that was it for me. I wanted to know everything about this band, and what I found out was pretty formative in terms of me wanting to make music, or even thinking that I <could> make music. I saw them in New Haven in 1992 and it was crazy. It’s great when a show feels a little bit dangerous, but there’s also a code of conduct. So you can throw yourself around and hopefully everyone’s cool about it.

BEASTIE BOYS
Check Your Head
GRAND ROYAL / CAPITOL, 1992

I loved the Beastie Boys when they were jokey morons, but I remember being very confused by <Paul’s Boutique>. It’s one of my favourite records now. But then to hear <Check Your Head> when I was in the same headspace as listening to Fugazi was a big deal for me, because you have these rappers who had roots in punk and who brought those two things together in a way that was not as slammed-together as ‘rap rock’. It really burned into my brain a mode of being where it was, ‘You’re sort of a grunge kid, you’re sort of a hip-hop kid and a metalhead, and you can do all of that.’ It’s all in there together in a way that was really ground-floor formative.

MORPHINE
Cure For Pain
RYKODISC, 1993

They came through and played a show in Pittsburgh. First off, you see someone with a two-string bass and I was like, ‘I didn’t know you could do that – that’s great!’ And the other two instruments are saxophone and drums, and they’re just killing it. They’re so laid-back, but they can make really lush, emotional landscapes with that small set-up, and Mark Sandman’s voice is just the coolest. There was a lot of deep poetry, outlaw lounge-singer stuff going on in the ’90s, but Morphine was the best version of that because it didn’t sound like a coat someone was trying to put on. I always take a lot of pleasure in introducing people to that band.

ALICE COLTRANE
Journey In Satchidananda
IMPULSE!, 1971

I’m trying to think of where I first heard it. It was probably another college radio thing, but I remember thinking it sounded like someone was flying around a room with these crazy arpeggios, and I was like, ‘What the fuck is this?’ And then the DJ comes on and says, ‘That was Alice Coltrane’ and explains her partnership with John Coltrane, and her life, and starting an ashram. The depths of her spirituality and her belief in music as a transformative power just really sat with me. I like listening to somebody make music that is essentially prayer, but not boring! I’m religion-averse in a lot of ways, but this music is just inclusive and beautiful. It brings me a lot of joy and peace listening to it.

TINARIWEN
Amassakoul
WORLD VILLAGE, 2004

We were at Coachella, it must have been 2006 or something, and our trailers were next to each other. You see these Tuareg gentlemen in their long robes, hanging out. And it was just like, ‘You guys are cooler than anybody else here – I’m going to walk over and say hello to you!’ A friend of ours, Ian Brennan, knew the guys in Tinariwen and ultimately produced a record of theirs that Kyp [Malone, TV On The Radio bandmate] and I sang on. We went and recorded with them in the desert, right in the Sahara, which was a really incredible experience. I haven’t seen them live in a long time, but I hope to again. Again, it’s the guitars in African music! It’s a full-on jam, all the time.

MORT GARSON
Mother Earth’s Plantasia
HOMEWOOD RECORDS, 1976

I’m a sucker for very early electronic music, when you had to get something out of a synthesiser that was the size of eight refrigerators and make it sound melodic. I remember a friend who had a first-edition copy of this record that he found in a thrift store. He disappeared for a number of days, and when I went to his apartment, I found he’d essentially been taking acid for three days and learning how to talk to plants. Years later, I rediscovered this little world of pleasant, electronic gnomes running around. There’s just such a sweetness to it. I’d play it for my kid when she was little, and she would stop and really take it in. So it works even if you’re not tripping out of your mind.

Tunde Adebimpe’s new solo album Thee Black Boltz is released by Sub Pop on April 18

Bon Iver – SABLE, fABLE

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Last autumn, the Wisconsin band Bon Iver released a new song named “Speyside”; a pared-back and rueful composition in which Justin Vernon’s voice clung only to guitar and pedal steel. It was an astonishing piece of songwriting, but its demeanour was familiar; many wondered whether it might signal a doubling-back to the folky and forlorn terrain of the band’s first album, For Emma, Forever Ago, after so many years in the experimental wilderness.

Last autumn, the Wisconsin band Bon Iver released a new song named “Speyside”; a pared-back and rueful composition in which Justin Vernon’s voice clung only to guitar and pedal steel. It was an astonishing piece of songwriting, but its demeanour was familiar; many wondered whether it might signal a doubling-back to the folky and forlorn terrain of the band’s first album, For Emma, Forever Ago, after so many years in the experimental wilderness.

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Bon Iver is now a band of 18 years and five albums’ standing. Their shape and size has been fluid, and their output diverse. But their career to date has been a lesson in the unfaltering power of narrative. Not only was their 2007 debut a record of startling perfection, the story that accompanied its release – of a lovelorn songwriter retreating to a cabin in the Wisconsin woods to write a break-up record, was so beguiling, so thoroughly seductive, that for nearly two decades it has been hard to outrun.

After an absence of six years, SABLE, fABLE is not, in either mood or music, another For Emma…. Rather it is an album of great texture and variety, that directly addresses the weight of that sad troubadour reputation. It has been billed as “the epilogue” to the Bon Iver catalogue to date, with the faint suggestion that Vernon, who has no plans to tour these songs, could move on entirely.

The album falls into two parts. Sable is the record’s introspective half, made up of the three songs released on last year’s “Sable” EP. It is named for the darkest black, and opens with the track “Things Behind Things Behind Things”. “I would like the feeling/gone,” it begins, and pushes anxiously forward, pedal steel layered over tachycardiac drums, Vernon’s voice holding something strained and irretrievable. “Speyside” follows, along with “Awards Season”, a song that sets out plainly and moves through saxophone solo, choral backing, keys, to land somewhere tender. “I’m a sable,” he notes at one point. “And honey, us the fable.” It’s a classic Bon Iver line; perplexing on the page, profound in the singing.

The brief “Short Story” heralds the album’s second section, opening with a glimmer of keys, Vernon in falsetto, a haze of backing vocals. “Oh the vibrance!” it begins. “Sun in my eyes.” It is followed by “Everything Is Peaceful Love”, and its radiant and faintly goofy refrain – “Damn if I’m not climbing up a tree right now” gives the impression of the singer clambering towards the light.

Vernon wrote the track in late 2019. It was an unlikely song in many ways, synthy and smooth, and striking on something new: the feeling of burgeoning love, of contentment in a moment. “I put that song up on the shelf,” he said recently. “And I said, ‘I’m going to wait until other songs feel like that.’” It’s an interesting turn of phrase; over and again, SABLE, fABLE is an album that is felt as much as heard: the contraction of its opening tracks, the release of its love songs, the resolve of its closing numbers.

On 2016’s 22, A Million and 2019’s i, i, Vernon seemed to shroud himself in both music and language; increasing the cast and remit of the Bon Iver project, introducing layers of brass, voice filters, recording alongside dancers. He played with numerology, spellings, typesettings, capitalisation. He made his lyrics as opaque and imagistic as possible. He refused to be photographed without a face covering. The burden of being Mr Bon Iver was clearly, for a long time, unbearable.

Here, he’s writing more directly. At one point he quite literally calls a spade a spade. It’s a development that clearly reflects an emotional transition, and perhaps, the six years of deep collaboration, with everyone from his Big Red Machine counterparts, Aaron Dessner and Anais Mitchell, to pop behemoths such as Taylor Swift and Charli XCX. SABLE, fABLE also includes production from Jim-E-Stack and collaborations with Danielle Haim, as the Bon Iver sound marches further into something warmer, poppier.

The penultimate number, “There’s A Rhythm”, is the record’s slow-burn stand-out, opening with electric keys and building out over a steady percussion quite at odds to “Things Behind Things Behind Things”. “Can I feel another way?” Vernon asks, in another call back to the album opener.

The song brings a sense of quiet circularity not only to this record, but also to the entire Bon Iver narrative. If there’s a song that “There’s A Rhythm” most closely echoes – in sensation rather than sound, it’s surely “Re: Stacks”, the track that closed For Emma…. Both concern themselves with the healing power of rhythmic movement, of work to do, of process, leaving the listener with a sense of openness.

When SABLE, fABLE moves to its final track, “Au Revoir”, it is a small surprise to find it a short, wordless improvisation, piano-led and dappling. But there is something about it that makes sense; as Vernon put it all those years ago: “It’s the sound of the unlocking, and the lift away.”

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Uncut June 2025

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EVERY PRINT EDITION OF THIS ISSUE OF UNCUT COMES WITH A COPY OF THE OTHER SIDE – A DOORS CD OF RARITIES, DEMOS AND LIVE CUTS

R.E.M.: 40 years ago, R.E.M. travelled to London to make their third album, Fables Of The Reconstruction. A cryptic record, it arrived in difficult circumstances — yet played a critical role in the band’s transformation. In exclusive new interviews, MICHAEL STIPE, PETER BUCK and MIKE MILLS shine new light on their early years. “By the time we got to Fables, we were all crazy, to one degree or another…”

THE DOORS: As they celebrate their 60th anniversary, JOHN DENSMORE and ROBBY KRIEGER celebrate 10 of THE DOORS greatest songs. “We were proud to break that three-minute barrier!”

BON IVER: The journey from “man in cabin, sad bastard” to Grammy awards has not been easy for JUSTIN VERNON. But change is afoot… “This is the new era for Bon Iver!”

SHACK: Illuminated by the psychedelic Merseybeat of brothers JOHN and MICHAEL HEAD, SHACK were waylaid by addiction, misfortune and disappointment. Now we hear how sobriety, family and chemistry have played a part in their unexpected reunion. “It’s natural, it’s beautiful.”

S.G. GOODMAN: The antique spirit of S.G. GOODMAN’s songs stays true to her Kentuckian roots but finds substance in modern, smalltown minutiae and ancient pagan practices… ”This belief is meant to have action behind it.”

JIM KELTNER: The sticksman to the stars on fast times with Joe Cocker, Bob Dylan and all four of the Beatles.

PRINCE: How a live recording at a local benefit show results in the signature tune from a career-defining album and movie.

DIRE STRAITS: How the brothers in arms conquered the world.

REVIEWED: New albums by Stereolab, Martin Carthy, Robert Forster, Suzi Ungerleider, The Doobie Brothers, Mark Pritchard & Thom Yorke, Ganavya; archive releases by Pete Shelley, Horslips, B-Movie, Los Jaivas and Sufjan Stevens; A Celebration Of Patti Smith and John Cale live; Lead Belly on Screen Extra and Joe Meek and Edward Tudor Pole in books.

PLUS: Clem Burke and Michael Hurley depart; Amy Winehouse unseen; Kurt Cobain‘s cardigan; Pavement: the movie; Terry Riley by Pete Townshend; Marc Ribot‘s favourite albums… and insular drone folk and ritual pop magick from Index For Working Musik.

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Introducing the new Uncut: R.E.M., a free Doors CD, Bon Iver, Prince, Shack, Dire Straits & more

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“This is a special place, where dreams come true,” concluded actor Michael Shannon in February, moments after the four members of R.E.M. left the stage at Athens, Georgia’s 40 Watt club, having performed together publicly for only the second time since Bill Berry’s departure in 2007.

Repeatedly insisting they’ll never undertake a full-blown reunion, this fleeting get-together (with Shannon, guitarist Jason Narducy and their band during their Fables Of The Reconstruction celebration tour) reminded us of R.E.M.’s powerful reputation – not just as revered indie-rock trailblazers, but as a source of light and hope. In the aftermath of the momentous event at the 40 Watt, our cover story finds Michael Stipe, Peter Buck and Mike Mills reflecting on their early years and in particular Fables… as it turns 40: a pivotal record in the band’s story as they begin to transition away from a lively and mysterious post-punk outfit into a concerned and influential rock band. We also bring you an eyewitness report from the 40 Watt and hear from Michael Shannon and Jason Narducy, as they prepare to bring their Fables… tour to the UK.

Pondering on R.E.M.’s legacy, 14 years after the band finally split up, Peter Buck had this to say. “There’s not going to be a Bob Dylan, Queen-type movie about us. No-one is doing TikToks. So it’s really down to the records and songs, as it should be. I’m proud of the records. I want people to hear them.”

Cover photo: George DuBose

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There’s plenty more besides, of course, including our highly collectable Doors CD; new interviews with Bon Iver, Dire Straits and Shack; plus Prince, Jim Keltner, Terry Riley by Pete Townshend, Stereolab, Pavement: The Movie and a heap of other great writing to keep you busy for the month ahead.

The new Ultimate Music Guide: Siouxsie & The Banshees

There’s a great bit in the Siouxsie And The Banshees live film Nocturne which captures some of the band’s unique quality. They’re playing at London’s Albert Hall, and the film has quite a lot of fun with the idea that while the venue is very posh, the people attending the show are rather scruffy.

Sure enough, the crowd are unruly. The Banshees, though, are all dignity, thriving on the novelty and drawing strength from the unexpected context. As you’ll read in this latest Ultimate Music Guide, that’s very much been the case through the band’s history. Having been in at the arguable start of punk in 1976, the band avoided the stampede to emerge finally emerge in 1978 with their early musical limitations hardened into a jagged ethos.

No-one seems to have called it post-punk then, but their scorched earth policy and surprise hit single “Hong Kong Garden” proved to be the foundation of an enduring career. Guided principally by the Siouxsie/Severin aesthetic, the band embraced and outlived its impressive guitarists – John McKay, John McGeogh, Jon Klein, even fleetingly Johnny Marr – to restart itself with a new proposition whenever they chose. No wonder the Banshees embraced side-projects like The Glove and The Creatures. They craved the freshness and the challenge.

In one of the classic encounters you’ll find in this magazine, Siouxsie herself hints at why this might be, and where the fan of interesting music might go if they wanted to hear more. In a 1989 Creatures interview, Siouxsie talks about her current musical enthusiasms. She likes Bjork, Sinead O’Connor, Michelle Shocked and Kate Bush.

“I really like women,” she tells Steve Sutherland. “I think women are the future. I’m more interested, musically in what women ore doing than men. I think the new female singers are much more exciting. The girl hasn’t started yet, but the man’s dead because, what he’s doing… it’s all been said before.”

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Laura Marling: “maybe a once-in-a-lifetime thing”

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From Uncut's August 2020 issue [Take 279], the songwriting seeker talks us through her back catalogue...

From Uncut’s August 2020 issue [Take 279], the songwriting seeker talks us through her back catalogue…

A follow-up to this spring’s Song For Our Daughter may be a little way off, explains Laura Marling. “If I’m on the road for an extended period of time, I tend to have written an album by the time I get back,” she says. “Obviously that’s been completely scuppered by coronavirus. When I’m at home I play the guitar but I don’t really feel the need to write – I mean, I’m at home, I’ve got nothing to miss.”

For now, though, there’s her extensive back catalogue to enjoy, and it’s this body of work that the songwriter is taking us through here; from her first studio experiences to orchestral arrangements for three bass guitars, via her own personal highpoint, 2013’s Once I Was An Eagle: “It’s just one of those things, maybe a once-in-a-lifetime thing.”

Along the way, Marling ponders her time in Los Angeles, being one half of Lump and her mission as a solo artist today. “I’m not trying to reinvent the wheel,” she says. “As much as I love Blake Mills’ production on Semper Femina – and I would take that any day – really it’s about whether I’m a good songwriter. That’s all I’m really interested in.”

ALAS, I CANNOT SWIM
VIRGIN, 2008
Marling’s debut, produced by Noah & The Whale’s Charlie Fink

We had four weeks at Eastcote Studios, two weeks doing my record and then a further two weeks back-to-back doing the Noah & The Whale record. We laid down the bass, drums, guitar and vocal all at once, and then we did overdubs – this is the same for all albums I’ve done, pretty much. My dad ran a recording studio which shut down when I was quite small, but I remember growing up around all of that outboard gear at home. So I guess I was slightly more familiar with the studio than the average 17-year-old, but still it was my first proper session. These were all my first songs, written from the age of 16-17. There was a batch of songs before that that were on an EP, “London Town” – I didn’t like them very much by the time I got to making this. I haven’t listened to this for a long while, I very rarely play any of those songs live, so it’s a bit of a distant memory to me now. And the production was very much of the time I guess, that ‘new folk’ world – glockenspiels and banjos and whatever – which is good, that’s what it was supposed to be then. I don’t really think of this as part of my catalogue.

I SPEAK BECAUSE I CAN
VIRGIN, 2010
A leap forward, with Marling inspired by British folk and The Odyssey, and working with producer Ethan Johns

The difference between being 16 and being 19 is quite a shift, isn’t it? Ethan was very intimidating, but I quickly realised it was nothing but a type of shyness. He turned down the first record, but I tried again with the second one – he seemed to be more impressed with the songwriting. I went down to meet Ethan at Real World Studios, where he was working at the time. He came and picked me up from the station, and he was wearing triple denim and circular pink sunglasses, like John Lennon, and he had his crazy California hair. I thought he looked completely mental. I was very shy still, I didn’t really say much. As we were walking around Real World, he said, “It’s never really worked out for me, working with female artists, I seem to not do well with it.” So, being in my tomboy/late teenage years, I was like, “Well, I’m not like every girl, it’s going to be a totally different experience”, and it was. We started at Eastcote, but Ethan didn’t like the sound of the room, so we moved to Real World. I took my band with me, and we all stayed there at probably horrendous expense. We got driven in our splitter van from Glastonbury to Real World, we stayed there for two weeks and it was really magical. I’d read The Odyssey, and I obviously thought I was quite clever because of that, so a lot of it was based around Penelope and Odysseus, and Hera – there’s a lot of Greek mythology and Classics, I was really into it then. I had discovered tunings after the first album too, and a lot of I Speak Because I Can was in major and minor open-D tunings. I was also going through the unbelievable intensity of anybody’s late teenage years, I was so full of fucking hormones and excitement. I remember writing a lot, it was a good time.

A CREATURE I DON’T KNOW
VIRGIN, 2011
The more expansive third record, again produced by Ethan Johns

I went from touring I Speak Because I Can straight into the studio to make this. That was the cycle that I was on then – I made the album, put it out, toured it for a year and then went straight back into the studio with a new crop of songs. It was a natural progression; the sound of this album was dictated by my touring band at the time, as we had been playing all these songs in soundchecks for the previous six months. We did all the pre-production away from Ethan because everybody was too scared to play in front of him. My drummer and my keyboard player, they’re proper musicians who’ve been playing with me almost since the beginning, they’re proper trained incredible musicians, but everyone else in the band didn’t really consider themselves a musician. So I had a slightly ragtag band. Of course Ethan’s got the little black book of every musician you might want, but I only wanted people that I loved on the records, that I knew were on my side. Maybe that was a bit paranoid of me, but I was a bit paranoid then of everybody, and I wanted to make sure that ultimately I had control of everything. It was also very important for me to keep my musicians employed, which I did manage to do for those four or five years, which felt like an achievement. So what I was doing was because of a mix of paranoia and economic anxiety!

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Tom Petty: runnin’ down a dream

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From Uncut's September 2016 issue [Take 232]: TOM PETTY gets the old gang back together. That is, his doomed first band, MUDCRUTCH, a mix of Heartbreakers and guitar teachers reunited for a long-awaited turn in the spotlight. Uncut meets a reborn Mudcrutch in New York, and explores with them the lost hinterland of a rock superstar.

From Uncut’s September 2016 issue [Take 232]: TOM PETTY gets the old gang back together. That is, his doomed first band, MUDCRUTCH, a mix of Heartbreakers and guitar teachers reunited for a long-awaited turn in the spotlight. Uncut meets a reborn Mudcrutch in New York, and explores with them the lost hinterland of a rock superstar.

Tom Petty came to success in a very roundabout way. During his induction into the Songwriters Hall Of Fame in New York in early June, Petty explains that, even today—having spent the best part of three decades refining back-to-basics American rock—he still considers himself to be an outsider. “I’m sorta the rock’n’roll white trash section of the show,” he deadpans from the podium of the Marriott Marquis Ballroom. Tonight, Petty is in illustrious company. His fellow inductees include Lionel Richie, Elvis Costello, Nile Rodgers and posthumously, Marvin Gaye. Petty is suitably dressed for the occasion, sporting a military-cut black tuxedo, a black silk shirt and a thin purple cravat. He is inaugurated by his friend Roger McGuinn and although the tone of the event is light and celebratory, Petty’s acceptance speech shares several hard truths about the nature of his craft. “Writing a song for a rock band—you’d better bring a really good song, because they don’t take it well if it’s not,” he says in a slow, laconic drawl. “Many times I’ve gone back to the drawing board.

“If no-one ever wrote another song, we’d be fine,” he continues. “There’s plenty of songs. But I still do it. I love it, it’s a gift. Everybody can do it, but everybody can’t do it good.”

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But which band exactly is Petty talking about here? The Heartbreakers, perhaps; his long-serving sidemen on 13 studio albums? Or alternatively, is he referring to Mudcrutch — the proto-Heartbreakers outfit formed in Gainesville, Florida in 1970? In the event, Petty decides to honour both of his bands by playing “Angel Dream (No 4)“, a Heartbreakers deep cut, and a Mudcrutch track, “I Forgive It All“.

Many musicians in their late maturity have only a vague memory of their earliest days on the bandstand. For Petty, though, Mudcrutch represents the start of a creative partnership that exists up to the present day. There, he first worked with Mike Campbell and Benmont Tench, who in the intervening years have become Petty’s closest lieutenants in the Heartbreakers.

Petty revived Mudcrutch in 2007, after seeing footage of the band in Peter Bogdanovich‘s documentary, Runnin’ Down A DreamHe invited the band members — who include rhythm guitarist Tom Leadon and drummer Randall Marsh — to his Malibu home to record a debut album, 32 years after they broke up. He reconvened them again his year, for a second record and a sell-out tour, which includes two nights at New York’s Webster Hall. “Tom goes out of his way to be a good friend,” explains McGuinn after the award ceremony. “He tries to give you a shot in the arm, if you need it. Like what he’s doing with Mudcrutch. Tom Leadon is a guitar teacher and Tom has elevated him to be a rock star for a month or two. It’s a very sweet thing to do.”

The following night at the 1,500-capacity Webster Hall, the mood onstage is like a high school reunion: plenty of banter about the good old days. Petty introduces Mudcrutch as “that little band from Florida. There are a lot of stories about Mudcrutch,” he continues tantalisingly. “I think you should go Google it.” Playing the bass guitar, Petty acts more like a master of ceremonies for the show, handing over the spotlight to the other members of the band to sing lead on the songs they contributed to Mudcrutch 2He peppers the band’s two-hour, 20-song set with plenty of well-timed asides. As Tom Leadon introduces “The Other Side Of The Mountain” as a “psychedelic bluegrass” song, Petty notes, “I’m pretty sure it is the first psychedelic bluegrass song.” Later, McGuinn joins them onstage for a dip into the Byrds and Dylan songbooks. Critically, they steer away from Heartbreakers songs.

While it is easy to regard anything Petty does outside the Heartbreakers as a side-project, it is evident he has a complex relationship with Mudcrutch. The first line on Mudcrutch 2‘s opening song “Trailer” is “I graduated high school.” Elsewhere in their set, “Queen Of The Go Go Girls” recalls the time they were the house band at Dub’s Steer Room, a topless bar in Gainesville. It’s hard not to read more reflective autobiographical sentiment in “I Forgive It All“, where Petty sings, “I have not been down these roads since I was a child/I ain’t broke and I ain’t hungry but I’m close enough to care.” It is as if Mudcrutch allows Petty to reconnect with his younger self: a Tom Petty who still lives inside the Gainesville city limits, earning $100 a week playing Dub’s, hosting ad hoc music festivals at their base in a remote, dilapidated woodframe house. A Tom Petty, in other words, who is as yet unencumbered by the pressures of global fame. “The Bogdanovich film was moving,” admits Petty. “How close we were, and all those big life experiences we went through. We were kids, I realised, ‘God, what a childhood. It was just so sweet and I missed it.'”

“It’s not a busman’s holiday,” admits Tench after the Webster Hall show. “This is deadly for real.”

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500 Greatest Albums of the 1950s…Ranked!

“Before Elvis,” John Lennon famously said, describing the cultural landscape of the 1950s, “there was nothing.” And if you were a young aspiring musician looking for an escape from your suburban existence, then that must have been how the decade seemed. Post-war austerity. Scant television. “How Much Is That Doggie In The Window?” on the radio.

As you’ll read in this new magazine, though, if it felt like there was nothing before Elvis, there was plenty going on at around the same time. John might have inclined to Elvis, but alongside his explosion there was a volley of aftershocks: the riotous, controversial Little Richard (Paul’s favourite), Gene Vincent, Jerry Lee Lewis, and the influential Carl Perkins (who the Beatles covered three times). As the record business expanded operations to feed an insatiable demand for subversive rock ‘n’ roll, the 1950s initiated the practices which continue to serve it still: best ofs, singles collections, early works. The new “LP” (“long player”), a stable 10” or 12” plastic disc which could hold half an hour of music, was sufficiently robust to suggest the enduring quality of the music.

But if rock made the loudest noise, it didn’t tell the full story. Jazz labels such as Blue Note, in at the start of the medium, recorded countless mesmerising hours of historic music. At Chess, the electric blues recordings which the label had made with artists like Howlin’ Wolf, Muddy Waters, and Little Walter and released as 78s were now collated as essential LPs.. Documentary recordings of the world’s sounds performed a historic service.

Moses Asch at Folkways offered that, but also became a custodian of his own nation’s sound culture. Harry Smith’s Anthology of early 20th century recordings became a touchstone for the folk revival. Meanwhile, he released music discovered and recorded by folklorists in the mid-century in the United States, preserving the worlds unlocked by generational songs. If a song had travelled so far (let’s say from the British Isles) and survived this long down the centuries, then the least respect one might offer it would be to record it.

We are privileged to have an introductory interview with someone who was at the heart of it. Shirley Collins recorded two of her own albums with Alan Lomax in the UK. She also then travelled with him to the US for a field trip in the homes, churches and prisons of the south. What she and Lomax found there was outside the entertainment business, but it wasn’t nothing.

“When you get this real singing in the community, the voices bouncing off the mud floor, the rhythm and the harmonies, it’s so genuine,” Shirley tells us. “It’s not showing off, it’s very pure and moves you beyond anything.”

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Father John Misty, Royal Albert Hall, London, April 15, 2025

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This is Josh Tillman’s debut at the Royal Albert Hall – or, as he tells the audience, the first time he’s ever even been in a room this distinguished – but it feels like the venue that Father John Misty was born to play. Ever since Tillman recorded Fear Fun as Father John Misty in 2012, he has perfected the art of the opulent confessional – part folk, part cabaret – that feels tailor-made for the interior of the Albert Hall, a womb designed by Fabergé.

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And Tillman is in exquisite form as he brings his Mahashmashana tour to the UK. Backed by a fantastic seven-piece band, plus his own occasional contributions on acoustic, Tillman plays every song from his 2024 album, interspersed with select additions from a strong catalogue. Although Tillman jokes about the nature of his material – “here’s yet another beautiful ballad about getting gaslight by capitalism” he says, eyebrows raised, before “Mahashmashana” – he also shows a range that takes in country weepers and epic pop, opening with two from the new album: the gorgeous slow “I Guess Time Just Makes Fools Of Us All”, followed by the poppier “Josh Tillman And The Accidental Dose”.

The latter is one of the joke-filled character-led songs that Tillman delivers like a singing stand-up, complete with hand gestures, exaggerated facial expressions, clever intonation and perfect comic timing. These songs are very funny and wonderfully performed, bringing out the drama student in Tillman. He treats us to a bunch of them, including “Mr Tillman” and “The Night Josh Tillman Came To Our Apt”. They all feature in the first half of the set alongside fan favourite “Nancy From Now On”, the beautiful “God’s Favorite Customer” and two crackers from 2022’s Chloe And The Next Twentieth Century, “Goodbye Mr Blue” and “Q4”.

The “Tillman” songs tend to relate, in painful detail, nocturnal adventures, where our unreliable narrator’s behaviour may have been less than ideal, but his fellow adventurers deserve everything they get. They are funny but a little cruel, combining lacerating introspection with sweeping generalisations, a bit like diary entries that continue to be read years after the event. That’s a problem he acknowledges before “Nothing Good Ever Happens At The Goddamn Thirsty Crow” from 2015’s I Love You, Honeybear, which he described as written by “a precocious 33-year-old and therefore increasingly unattractive to perform in public”. That doesn’t mean he holds back any, instead taking the performance up a notch until he hits a point that’s one level of camp below Elvis in Vegas.

The audience love it, and he could have set himself trap, but Tillman knows exactly what’s he doing. He uses that as a springboard, launching into a barrage of songs from the new album, cleverly showcasing the increased depth and maturity of his more recent work as well as his exceptional vocal range. The mutant funk of “She Cleans Up” is electrifying, and it’s followed by the contemporary pop sheen of “Screamland”, with dramatic lighting and a huge sound that reverberates around the bowl. These are very good songs on record, but outstanding live. He then abruptly switches moods, taking the elegiac “Summer’s Gone” almost as a solo, accompanied only by piano. Bathed in a spotlight, Tillmann could be Sinatra or Piaf, and it’s a different kind of drama to the two preceding songs – one that earns a standing ovation. The set closes with two exhausting, exhilarating epics from the new record, “Mental Health” and “Mahashmashana”.

How to follow that? Tillman emerges for the encore a little overwhelmed by the response. Perfect love song “Chateau Lobby” goes down very well, which Tillman follows with two bleaker numbers – “Holy Shit” and “…Magic Mountain”, the latter acknowledged as “yet another interminable meditation on aging”. The audience doesn’t seem to mind, particularly when he closes with the ecstatic “I Love You, Honeybear”, a song about holding on to love in the apocalyptic end-times that Father John Misty was created to score.

Father John Misty setlist, Royal Albert Hall, London, April 15, 2025:

I Guess Time Just Makes Fools Of Us All
Josh Tillman And The Accidental Dose
Q4
Being You
The Night Josh Tillman Came To Our Apt
Mr Tillman
Goodbye Mr Blue
Nancy From Now On
Disappointed Diamonds Are The Rarest of Them All
God’s Favorite Customer
Nothing Good Ever Happens At The Goddamn Thirsty Crow
She Cleans Up
Screamland
Summer’s Gone
Mental Health
Mahashmashana

ENCORE
Chateau Lobby #4 (In C For Two Virgins)
So I’m Growing Old On Magic Mountain
Holy Shit
I Love You, Honeybear

Songs Of Green Pheasant – Sings The Passing

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Some musicians get their first glimpse of celebrity, flinch in the glare of the spotlight, and quickly burrow their way back underground. But Duncan Sumpner, you suspect, knew from the beginning that fame – even fame on a very small and grassroots indie level – was not for him.

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A schoolteacher from Oughtibridge, a residential village on the outskirts of Sheffield, Sumpner has released a string of records under the name Songs Of Green Pheasant without ever quite stepping into the light. The project’s origin story speaks volumes about his elusive approach. A demo that Sumpner sent to Fat Cat in 2002 became a fixture on the label’s office stereo. But when they decided to get in contact to offer him a record deal, the email bounced back, and it took them years to track him down. In the years since, there have been a few brief interviews, a smattering of live shows and absolutely nothing like a synergistic brand partnership or engagement-boosting Tik Tok campaign. At the height of his revulsion with fame, Thom Yorke titled a Radiohead song “How To Disappear Completely”. You imagine Sumpner might write something similar: “How To Never Be Found In The First Place”.

Given the relentlessly hungry state of the music industry, logic would seem to dictate that this sort of approach to one’s art would be a road to obscurity. Yet for Sumpner, operating at a remove seems to be working out rather well. Over the years, Songs Of Green Pheasant has accrued a formidable catalogue of music and a small but deeply committed fanbase, while working at his own speed and on his own terms, with his rare releases now coming out through the tiny Galway-based micro-imprint Rusted Rail.

Four years on from the release of 2020’s warmly received When The Weather Clears comes new album Sings The Passing. Its seven tracks are rooted in the sort of acoustic music that’s these days commonly referred to as folk. But there’s an increasingly expansive and rules-free quality to Sumpner’s approach – a spirit of invention that sees songs augmented by unusual and startling effects, or come loose from their moorings and drift off into clouds of dreamy ambience. The effect is both strange and striking. Think of Flying Saucer Attack at their most windswept and folksy, or imagine the seldom-trod midpoint between Crosby, Stills, Nash & Young and William Basinski’s The Disintegration Loops and you’ll be at least pointing in the right direction.

Make no mistake, there are some gorgeous songs here. “Have Patience” hymns the merits of a life lived in the slow lane, promising that “everything comes to those who wait” over a lopsided drum beat and a watercolour smudge of acoustic guitar. Even in its more conventional moments, though, Sings The Passing pulls off some daring production tricks. Take “By Tomorrow”: on the surface, it’s one of the album’s prettier moments, an eddy of softly sung vocals and gently spiralling fingerpicking. But Sumpner renders it with a swirling, aqueous quality, and unusual sounds can be heard issuing up from the deep, with groans of feedback and jags of guitar noise that erupt like distant depth charges.

Elsewhere, there’s the sense of Sumpner stretching his compositional muscles. “The Visiting Hours And The Rain” is divided into movements, commencing with a cascade of sampled voices looped and multitracked into a homebrew choir, before advancing through passages of shimmering echo, pastoral folk and found-sound ambience. “Private Prophecy”, meanwhile, recalls the exquisite melancholy of Leeds post-rockers Hood, its 11 minutes of dolorous vocals and cloudy drones simultaneously wet-weekend dreary and imbued with a desolate beauty. Sumpner clearly relishes these moments of abstraction. But whenever he’s at the risk of getting too out there, there’s always some sort of subtle musical interjection that pulls things back from the brink. Hear how that trumpet cuts through the soft ambient lull at the centre of “Whitsun Girls”, like a lighthouse beacon piercing mist.

Songs Of Green Pheasant started out some two decades ago with Sumpner alone, at home, tinkering with a four-track recorder. In a sense, things haven’t changed – he’s still that earnest, inquisitive solo musician, tweaking faders and twiddling dials in the hope of recreating the sounds in his head. But Sings The Passing finds him still growing and evolving, the lo-fi sketches of old transforming into something deep, rich and symphonic. The album concludes with a song called “Who Needs Money”, a mumbled but beautiful acid-folk meditation that feels like a turning away from the world. This, of course, is the territory where Sumpner feels most comfortable. But it also captures something of why his music resonates. Unhurried, unshowy, utterly unconcerned with attention: all it asks from us is to still our brains, and simply listen.

Eiko Ishibashi – Antigone

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Antigone, daughter of Oedipus, heroic challenger to male authority, has stamped her identity on Western culture over millennia, the subject of ancient Greek tragedy and French drama, European operas and world cinema. In Sophocles’s play, she ends up hanging herself rather than being walled up alive in a tomb. Eiko Ishibashi’s latest album may share a name with the tragic heroine, but there’s no melodrama here. The prevailing mood of Antigone is a stalling world nudged by invisible forces off its axis, beginning its slow spin into decay or disaster. Which makes it a pertinent listen for the wobbly historical moment we find ourselves in.

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The sleeve art sets the tone perfectly. Computer generated blobs and geometric solids loom above Taro Mizutani’s monochrome land- and cityscapes. They are like stills from an alien disaster movie, where an unimaginably advanced civilisation arrives in unfamiliar, gigantic craft and floats, menacingly and soundlessly, above our home planet, making us feel suddenly very, very small.

With Antigone, Ishibashi’s music has reached an astonishing level of maturity – at the level of tone, texture and text. The creative partnership she has achieved with the mercurial Jim O’Rourke, since they met over 15 years ago, continues to pay wonderful dividends. They share an interest in film soundtracks by Jack Nitzsche, Lynch and Badalamenti, and Ennio Morricone. And like O’Rourke she is also the master of numerous instruments – from drums and keyboards to composition and electronics. The palette of her band – a mix of Japanese stalwarts and a few US and European emigres – is similar to the one on her soundtracks to the films of Ryusuke Hamaguchi, Drive My Car (2021) and Evil Does Not Exist (2024). Eiko herself sings and plays keyboards, including a Fender Rhodes. Her chord and key changes make unexpected offramps and u-turns; her melody lines are artificially sweetened – a grin without a cat. She has expressed her admiration for films where what you see in the frame seems disconnected or belied by what you hear on the soundtrack. David Lynch is one example, and tracks on Antigone like “The Model” and “Nothing As” seem to have traces of Julee Cruise’s still-incredible, Twin Peaks-related album Floating Into the Night identifiable in their DNA. Eiko sings in a similar register to Cruise, and her compositions are similarly treacherous. Sickly-sweet cocktails with a nasty spike at the bottom of the glass.

The presence of Norwegian accordionist Kalle Moberg lends two tracks a continental European air, or a tinge of Latin saudade. Elsewhere there is a small string section, saxophones, deployed where needed. O’Rourke plays the Bass VI, a rare Fender guitar with six low-end strings. Arranged with a beautifully light touch, the eight tracks bob like soap bubbles, sparkling with as many rainbow colours. Eiko mostly sings in Japanese, but the lyrics – helpfully printed inside the package – tell other stories. In the opener, “October”, a watcher in a control tower observes an aircraft, “a pale baby in an empty sunset’s hold”, slipping out of the sky towards a tall skyline. A ‘disaster’ is mentioned, ashes falling and blood, but that is as much as we get. This is Eiko’s method – suggestion, inference, impressionistic lines freighted with tantalising specifics. Songwriting as speculative fiction. The post-disaster setting of “Coma” is “covered with ashes”. It evokes a traumatised “survivor in Eden”, forced to stay within a grid watched by security cameras. The universe of this music includes security cameras, hospital gurneys, fractal patterns, cocaine and thongs, air ionizers. There are repeated references to defying gravity, and to graveyards. In “The Model”, a digitally distorted voice reads (the sleevenotes tell us) a passage from Michel Foucault’s The Politics Of Health In The Eighteenth Century. Where that fits into the song’s conceptual framework, which may have something to do with pandemics and the medical market, is hard to identify, as the words are sadly inaudible.

Still, Antigone is one of the most intelligent, beautiful and entrancing albums you’re likely to hear all year: a delivery system for a collection of lyrical conundrums and end-time pastel-blues. Even though the mythic heroine’s persona is difficult to locate within the final song, “Antigone”, it’s a gorgeous piece of chamber pop, blurry with melancholy, drifting across datelines up to the edge of outer space, floating inexorably into the night.

Neil Young – Coastal

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In 2022, Neil Young embarked on his first concert tour in almost four years, 15 shows that never strayed too far from the Californian coastline. For Young – subjected, like all of us, to lockdown restrictions – this was the longest period he’d been off the road since 1978. As a consequence, Coastal finds Young in unusually reflective form. “It’s going to be a real trip walking out there on stage,” he confides to driver (and straight man) Jerry Don Borden. “Focus somewhere else,” advises Borden sagely as he pilots Young’s beloved Silver Eagle tour bus along the highway.

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Directed affectionately by Daryl Hannah, Young’s wife, we see him soundchecking in the afternoon sunshine, practising vocal warm-ups in his bus and finally taking the long walk towards the stage itself. “I’m fucking scared,” he confesses with only a hit of a laugh on the tour’s opening night.

Pre-show jitters or something more existential, nevertheless up on stage, Young eases into a familiar role, working the audience with the deftness of a stand-up comedian as jovial digressions on the provenance of his trusty pump organ or the quality of a nearby firework display pepper the set.

Inevitably, there is an element of rinse and repeat here: bus, soundcheck, show, bus, soundcheck, show and so on. What can we learn about Young from these routines, then? While tour bus natter ranges from the roadside burial of a dead mouse to Howard Hughes’ aviation experiments and the oil and gas platforms that cleave the Southern California coast, Young’s thoughts repeatedly return to the music he is playing on this tour. “They think they want to hear the hits, because that’s all they’ve ever heard,” he tells Borden. “But people like to listen to music and if the music is vibrating, they are there.” Young must feel vindicated, then when deep cuts like the beautiful piano versions of Sleeps With Angels’ “A Dream That Can Last” and Are You Passionate’s “When I Hold You In My Arms” are met with resounding applause.

“We might be getting old, but we’re not dead yet,” shouts one well-wisher as the Silver Eagle pulls out of the backstage area, heading back out onto the highway.

Flame on!

Noddy Holder is recounting the colourful discussions that led to Slade In Flame, the 1975 feature film that stalled the band’s career but has been subsequently hailed (by critic Mark Kermode) as “the Citizen Kane of British pop movies”, poised for a plush 50th anniversary remaster by the BFI. “We were adamant we were not going to do a slapstick movie, which is what was expected of us,” says the ever-avuncular Holder. “Although, we were quite interested in one idea for a sci-fi horror movie – a spoof of The Quatermass Experiment. We all liked it apart from Dave Hill. He was going to be eaten by a triffid in the first 15 minutes, and all we’d see for the rest of the movie was his hair dangling out of its mouth.”

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Sci-fi’s loss was gritty realism’s gain. Produced in the wake of That’ll Be The Day and Stardust, Slade in Flame was an even darker take on the rock’n’roll dream, lifting the lid on the cut-throat gangsters stoking pop’s star-making machinery. It was written after Slade’s manager Chas Chandler invited writer Andrew Birkin and first-time director Richard Loncraine on the road with the band in America. “I think they ended up coming home after two weeks with a nervous breakdown,” laughs Holder.

“It was insane,” reflects Loncraine today. “Chas did live up to his reputation. He could be pretty aggressive. I remember at one point during filming he grabbed the camera – a quarter-of-a-million-pound brand new Panavision – and said, ‘I want more close ups of my boys!’ And then he threw the camera on the ground.”

Filming was chaotic. None of the band had acted before, and drummer Don Powell was still recovering from a car accident that left him with no short-term memory. But the experienced actors were even more problematic. Alan Lake, who had a memorable turn as singer Jack Daniels, was fresh out of prison when he showed up on set.

“Alan was tough but lovely,” says Holder. “His downfall was, he was a drinker. On our first day of shooting, we were in a club in Mayfair. We had a good lunch, but Alan wanted a drink from behind the bar. The manager of the club said, ‘I’m not opening the bar for you,’ and so Alan chinned him. The producers sacked him, but the next day, his wife Diana Dors came in to plead that we gave him another chance. We took him back on, and he didn’t drink again. It gave his performance a real edge. He was a scary guy – a character in real life as well as in the movie.”

The filming was beset by mishaps and bizarre occurrences. “We were shooting a scene where Dave buys a Rolls Royce,” remembers Loncraine. “This weird character wearing a pig mask and with filthy feet kept on getting into frame, and we had to reshoot. I said to the owner, ‘Why did you let this tramp into your showroom?’ He said, ‘I’m not in the habit of throwing Howard Hughes out of my shop.’ Apparently he was staying at the Inn On The Park, just off Park Lane at the time.”

Despite featuring some of Slade’s finest ever songs (including “Far Far Away” and “How Does it Feel?”), the film flopped on release but stands today as a reminder of times when rock movies dared to be more than glossy jukebox musicals. Having said that, Holder isn’t averse to the idea of a Slade biopic. “Who would play me?” he wonders. “I think it would have to be Brad Pitt.”

Hear Lana Del Rey’s new single, “Henry, come on”

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Lana Del Rey has released a new single, “Henry, come on“.

The track was written by Del Rey and Luke Laird, who both produced the track together with Drew Erickson.

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The track, released by Polydor Records, is the first preview of her upcoming album The Right Person Will Stay.

Brian Eno and Beatie Wolfe announce two collaborative albums

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Brian Eno and Beatie Wolfe have announced two collaborative albums. Luminal and Lateral will be released together on June 6 through Verve Records. You can hear ”Suddenly” and  ”Big Empty Country (Edit)”, from Luminal and Lateral respectively, below.

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Eno and Wolfe first met through their environmental work when they gave a South By South West talk on ‘Art and Climate’.

The pair then met again when they were each showing their visual and conceptual art pieces at separate galleries in London. Their musical collaboration, which was recorded sporadically by the pair through 2024, grew out of those meetings.

According to the pair, Luminal is Dream music. Lateral is Space music

You can pre-order the albums here, including CD and exclusive colour biovinyl manufactured using eco-friendly materials.

The tracklisting for Luminal is:

Milky Sleep
Hopelessly At Ease
My Lovely Days
Play On
Shhh
Suddenly
A Ceiling and a Lifeboat
And Live Again
Breath March
Never Was It Now
What We Are

The tracklisting for Lateral is:

CD Tracklist
Big Empty Country

Vinyl Tracklist
Big Empty Country (Day)
Big Empty Country (Night)

Digital Tracklist
Big Empty Country Pt. I
Big Empty Country Pt. II
Big Empty Country Pt. III
Big Empty Country Pt. IV
Big Empty Country Pt. V
Big Empty Country Pt. VI
Big Empty Country Pt. VII
Big Empty Country Pt. VIII

Nick Drake: a Five Leaves Left box set is coming

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The Making Of Five Leaves Left, a project nine years in gestation, will be released on July 25 via UMR/Island Records.

This Nick Drake Estate authorised edition comprises over 30 previously unheard outtakes from the sessions which gradually became Five Leaves Left and will be available as 4 CD and 4 LP boxed sets.

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This lovingly put together set features studio out-takes and previously unheard songs that tell the story of how Drake’s debut album came to be released on Island Records in July 1969.

The set includes Nick’s first ever session at Sound Techniques – found on a mono listening-reel which Beverley Martyn had squirrelled away over fifty years ago. It also contains the full reel recorded at Caius College by Cambridge acquaintance Paul de Rivaz which had lain in the bottom of a drawer for decades, accompanying him and his family around the world.

The Making Of Five Leaves Left will feature full recording details, charts and the recording history across an illustrated 60 page book. The book, printed on special textured paper-stock which is 100% recyclable and biodegradable, was written by Neil Storey in collaboration with Richard Morton-Jack.

Here’s a breakdown of the set…

DISC ONE

The opening six songs contain Nick’s first ever session at Sound Techniques that were found on the mono listening-reel which Beverley Martyn had squirrelled away in a drawer over fifty years ago. It is safe to assume it’s in exactly the same order as Joe Boyd and John Wood recorded it. Certainly ‘Mayfair’ and ‘Time Has Told Me’, which segue into one another, are the first two tracks they recorded – otherwise why would Joe say what he says right at the very start?

The following six songs open with a radically different take of ‘Strange Face’. Never finished but showing how it could have ended up if Nick had chosen to continue down that particular musical path. While the Richard Hewson session was aborted an element has to play a part, otherwise we’d not be telling the story properly. How best to illustrate this? To demonstrate how one of Nick’s songs developed, we married Richard’s original orchestration of ‘Day Is Done’ which features Nick singing but not playing via his and Danny Thompson’s second stab at it in November before Robert Kirby’s strings accompany Nick’s guitar as sessions for the album were coming to a close almost a year later. This led us to the undated Paul de Rivaz reel – the likely purpose of which was to help Nick and Robert better prepare for a concert planned for February 23, 1968.

Sonically, there is a major difference from recordings made at Sound Techniques and those in a fellow undergraduate’s room captured on rudimentary equipment. To ease that transition we have Nick explaining how he sees ‘My Love Left With The Rain’ evolving, suggesting he’d like ‘to get as expansive a sound as possible’.

DISC TWO

The first seven songs are all from the de Rivaz reel and the following five are the best never before heard takes from the first two days of Nick’s collaboration with Danny Thompson.

DISC THREE

For the next eight songs, we’ve more or less stayed in sequence of recording dates. There is no way of being certain, but since ‘River Man’ had not been previously recorded possibly indicates Nick had only recently completed writing it.

Strictly speaking, the final four titles are out of sequence. ‘Way To Blue’ can be narrowed down to an unspecified date during the winter of 1968. As the recording dates show, ‘Saturday Sun’ was the final track on the album to be recorded yet, it didn’t feel right to conclude the story of The Making Of Five Leaves Left with anything other than the first full take of Harry Robinson’s orchestration of ‘River Man’.

DISC FOUR

The final disc completes the cycle. It is Five Leaves Left just as Joe and John sequenced it, as Nick first heard it in completed form, and the same as he handed his sister in her London flat in mid-June 1969. Gabrielle Drake: “I suspect I got the very first copy. Nick must’ve had that moment of seeing himself on the cover, his music inside, and, it is so typical of Nick because all he said was, ‘Well… there you are.’ As I’ve said many times, he really was a man of few words.”

The re-master dates from 2000 when all of Nick’s albums were re-mastered for CD by John Wood and Simon Heyworth. When John went to Abbey Road in 2013 to re-remaster the tapes for vinyl reissues, he discovered the original analogue masters had, fractionally, deteriorated. Tapes degrade over time, both the oxide layer and the tape base can be affected by age. Therefore, the 24bit files captured from 2000 remain the superior version – Five Leaves Left sounding as good as it can be.

Send us your questions for Arthur Baker!

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In New York in the early 1980s, Arthur Baker straddled the crucial intersection where hip-hop met post-punk, disco, electro, R&B and rock. He helped Afrika Bambaataa make the epochal, Kraftwerk-inspired “Planet Rock” and brought New Order into the clubs with “Confusion”, going on to work with everyone from Bob Dylan to Al Green.

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It’s a story told with gusto in his new autobiography Looking For The Perfect Beat, published by Faber on May 22. But before that, he’s kindly submitted to a gentle grilling from you, the Uncut readers.

So what do you want to ask a seasoned studio sensei? Send your questions to audiencewith@uncut.co.uk by Tuesday April 22 and Arthur will answer the best ones in a future issue of Uncut.

Stereolab announce new album, Instant Holograms On Metal Film

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Stereolab have announced that their first new studio album for 15 years, Instant Holograms On Metal Film, will be released on May 23 via their own Duophonic UHF Disks, in association with Warp Records.

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Watch a video for lead single “Aerial Troubles” below, directed by Laurent Askienazy:

Instant Holograms On Metal Film features thirteen songs written by Laetitia Sadier and Tim Gane, and performed by Sadier, Gane, Andy Ramsay, Joe Watson and Xavi Muñoz, who comprise the current touring line-up of the band.

The album also features guest contributions by Cooper Crain and Rob Frye (Bitchin Bajas), Ben LaMar Gay (International Anthem), Ric Elsworth, Holger Zapf (Cavern Of Anti-Matter), Marie Merlet and Molly Hansen Read.

Instant Holograms On Metal Film will be available on double vinyl LP in standard and colour variants, as well as CD and digital formats. Check out the artwork and tracklisting below, and pre-order/pre-save here.

  1. Mystical Plosives
  2. Aerial Troubles
  3. Melodie Is A Wound
  4. Immortal Hands
  5. Vermona F Transistor
  6. Le Coeur Et La Force
  7. Electrified Teenybop!
  8. Transmuted Matter
  9. Esemplastic Creeping Eruption
  10. If You Remember I Forgot How To Dream Pt.1
  11. Flashes From Everywhere
  12. Colour Television
  13. If You Remember I Forgot How To Dream Pt.2

Stereolab kick off a mammoth world tour with a newly announced warm-up date at The Booking Hall, Dover on May 24. They return to the UK for more dates in December – see the poster below for full dates and buy tickets here.

“A damn fine cup of coffee!” How Twin Peaks revolutionised television

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From Uncut's April 2010 issue [Take 155], the making of David Lynch's Twin Peaks. Uncut spoke to the show's creators and stars to discover how the mystery of who killed Laura Palmer revolutionised television forever...

From Uncut’s April 2010 issue [Take 155], the making of David Lynch’s Twin Peaks. Uncut spoke to the show’s creators and stars to discover how the mystery of who killed Laura Palmer revolutionised television forever…

“I had zero interest in doing a TV show. I have never really been into TV. I initially thought it was a terrible idea,” says David Lynch, 64, but still somehow blessed with a pinched, boyish voice. “I had an agent who was more of a TV agent, and he started talking to me about doing a show.”

In spring 1986, Lynch’s agent, Tony Krantz, might not have been alone in thinking his client needed a change of direction. Following the cult success of 1977’s Eraserhead, and an Oscar nomination for The Elephant Man in 1980, Lynch’s Hollywood career had stumbled. He’d turned down a chance to helm Return Of The Jedi for George Lucas, then attempted to start his own sci-fi franchise with Dune, only for the film to be one of the biggest bombs of the 1980s. Now, he’d returned to more personal work with the small-scale movie, Blue Velvet, which had just been sent out to film festivals, and was by no means a guaranteed hit. Consequently, Krantz suggested a sit-down with another of his clients, writer Mark Frost, a veteran of cop show Hill Street Blues. Over a series of meetings in vintage LA coffee shop Dupars, Frost and Lynch developed a genuine friendship.

“We both loved cherry and blueberry pie,” Frost recalls. “Maybe that’s where the pie and coffee mythology started.”

First, the pair discussed an adaptation of Goddess, Anthony Summers’ biography of Marilyn Monroe which exposed the actress’ involvement with the Kennedys and the underworld. Next, they completed an original screenplay entitled One Saliva Bubble. The latter was just about to go into production, with Steve Martin and Martin Short as its stars, when producer Dino De Laurentiis’ company lost financing.

“It was a ridiculous comedy, set in a small town in Kansas,” says Frost. “A doomsday machine bathes a community in a strange form of radiation that causes every one to switch identities. We had a great time writing it, which probably led us to say, ‘Let’s try this other thing…’”

The “other thing” had one or two aspects in common with Goddess, not least a doomed blonde fated to die at the hands of duplicitous characters. But even though its central figure Special Agent Dale Cooper would exclaim early on, “What was really going on between Marilyn Monroe and the Kennedys, and who pulled the trigger on JFK?”, Twin Peaks’ web of conspiracies and mysteries had a strange pull all of its own.

Twenty years ago this spring, Twin Peaks made its debut and changed the rhythm of television forever. Its odd tempo, black humour, brutal violence, pastoral beauty and nightmarish imagery inspired an adventurous new kind of TV serial – from The X Files, to The Sopranos, to Lost – and even recalibrated the way Hollywood nurtured and marketed indie films like Donnie Darko or Memento. Twin Peaks was both a cult obsession and, for a season and a half at least, a mainstream success, spawning pie and coffee parties and riveting tens of millions of viewers each week by asking, “Who killed Laura Palmer?”

“It was the first time I’d had the experience of being totally speechless while watching a television show,” says writer/director Alan Ball, the creator of Six Feet Under and True Blood. “That really influenced me. There’d be no Six Feet Under or True Blood without it, I would say. And the fact that they got it onto major network – it’s still an amazing feat.”

Initially, though, Lynch and Frost had few expectations of “the other thing”, a pilot script entitled Northwest Passage. “Mark printed out a copy and I drove home with it,” Lynch says. “I sat down and read it and said, ‘Jeez, this is kind of good.’ It seemed to hold a promise. It was a world that I felt real good about.”

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