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Bob Dylan to stage London art exhibition

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Bob Dylan is to exhibit a collection of his artwork at London's Halcyon Gallery later this month. The exhibition features work based on drawings and sketches from Dylan's 'Drawn Blank Series', and opens on February 13. It is set to feature almost 100 limited edition graphics from the series, as we...

Bob Dylan is to exhibit a collection of his artwork at London‘s Halcyon Gallery later this month.

The exhibition features work based on drawings and sketches from Dylan‘s ‘Drawn Blank Series’, and opens on February 13. It is set to feature almost 100 limited edition graphics from the series, as well as the world premiere of 30 of Dylan‘s large paintings

“I just draw what’s interesting to me, and then I paint it,” Dylan said of his artwork. “I’m not trying to make social comment or fulfil somebody’s vision and I can find subject matter anywhere. I guess in some way that comes out of the folk world that I came up in.”

‘The Drawn Blank Series’ by Bob Dylan will be on display at 24 Bruton Street, London from February 13 until March 10.

For more information, see Halcyongallery.com

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The Flaming Lips to take ‘Dark Side Of The Moon’ cover album on the road

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The Flaming Lips are to take their cover album of Pink Floyd's 'Dark Side Of The Moon' on the road later this year, playing it at Bonnaroo Festival in Manchester, Tennessee. The band initially released a cover LP of the album in December, and played it live in its entirety at thier New Year's Eve s...

The Flaming Lips are to take their cover album of Pink Floyd‘s ‘Dark Side Of The Moon’ on the road later this year, playing it at Bonnaroo Festival in Manchester, Tennessee.

The band initially released a cover LP of the album in December, and played it live in its entirety at thier New Year’s Eve show in Oklahoma.

Speaking to Spinner about the project, frontman Wayne Coyne said: “We did it at the New Year’s Eve show just knowing everybody’s gonna be taking acid, staying awake until five in the morning. I don’t think it’ll be that much of a stretch to think Friday night at 2:30 in the morning at Bonnaroo would be that much different than being in Oklahoma City on New Year’s Eve.”

Coyne did not add whether there were any other dates planned.

Bonnaroo takes place from June 10 -13.

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Joanna Newsom: “Good Intentions Paving Company”

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This is pretty fantastic. A few days ago, Drag City streamed a song from the forthcoming Joanna Newsom album, “Have One On Me”, which I really should’ve flagged up. “’81” was a solo harp piece that some might recognise from Newsom gigs of old: I knew it from Latitude 2007, when she played it on piano and I wrote, “The third, which for the purposes of this blog I’m going to call ‘Meet Me In The Garden Of Eden’, brings to mind one of the default comparisons for Newsom, Kate Bush, specifically “Army Dreamers”. I’m not convinced she’s ever written a catchier song.” “’81” has disappeared from the Drag City site now, but in its place you can find “Good Intentions Paving Company” which is, if anything, even better. Back in that Latitude review, I mentioned a more soulful feel to Newsom’s voice and apparent direction - reminiscent of Laura Nyro, maybe - which certainly comes to the fore here. The arrangement’s a lot more spacious and jazzy than anything on “Ys”, too. Have a listen and, as ever, let me know what you think.

This is pretty fantastic. A few days ago, Drag City streamed a song from the forthcoming Joanna Newsom album, “Have One On Me”, which I really should’ve flagged up.

Broken Social Scene, Delphic, Ellie Goulding confirmed for The Great Escape festival

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Broken Social Scene, Marina And The Diamonds, Delphic and Ellie Goulding are among the acts confirmed to play this year's Great Escape festival in Brighton. Other acts on the bill for the multi-venue May 13-15 event include The Ruby Suns, Slow Club, Crystal Fighters and Hurts. The Great Escape Fes...

Broken Social Scene, Marina And The Diamonds, Delphic and Ellie Goulding are among the acts confirmed to play this year’s Great Escape festival in Brighton.

Other acts on the bill for the multi-venue May 13-15 event include The Ruby Suns, Slow Club, Crystal Fighters and Hurts.

The Great Escape Festival line-up so far is:

Delphic

Chase And Status

Broken Social Scene

Marina And The Diamonds

Ellie Goulding

Crystal Fighters

Slow Club

Cold Cave

Esben And The Witch

Hurts

Japandroids

Real Estate

Timber Timbre

Darwin Deez

Best Coast

The Cheek

Wild Palms

The Ruby Suns

Tickets are on sale now.

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2010 Oscar nominations!

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This year’s Academy Award nominations have just been announced. No great surprises, I see – plenty for The Hurt Locker, Up In The Air and **whisper it** Avatar in the big categories. But it’s certainly grand to see the likes of Kathryn Bigelow, Jeremy Renner, Jeff Bridges, Michael Haneke and Jacques Audiard in there, at any rate. Anyway, here’s what’s what in the key categories, with my take on the nominations, for what it’s worth. BEST PICTURE Avatar The Blind Side District 9 An Education The Hurt Locker Inglourious Basterds Precious A Serious Man Up Up In The Air As you can probably tell, this category has been opened up to incorporate 10 films. Why? Presumably to ramp up the levels of anticipation and excitement. Fatal flaw? Avatar. While I’d happily take The Hurt Locker, Pixar’s brilliant Up, A Serious Man or Up In The Air as serious Oscar contenders, rather sadly the all-conquering box office success of James Cameron’s 3D film looks likely to see it pick up the big prize here. While I didn’t **not** like Avatar – it was by no means as bad as I thought it was going to be, and the “Wow!” factor was, admittedly, suitably “Wow!”, personally I think there’s been better films out this year. Who’ll win: Avatar Who I’d like to win: The Hurt Locker BEST DIRECTOR James Cameron, Avatar Kathryn Bigelow, The Hurt Locker Quentin Tarantino, Inglourious Basterds Lee Daniels, Precious Jason Reitman, Up In The Air Once again, I suspect Cameron’s name has already been engraved on the statuette. And, once again, a shame for the better and more worthwhile movies here – The Hurt Locker and Up In The Air key among them. The Oprah factor that’s helped ghetto drama Precious along isn’t likely to have much of an effect here. Tarantino’s done extremely well to get in to this category, considering …Basterds was pretty much a shambles (an enjoyable shambles, but a shambles nonetheless). And good skills to Reitman, muscling in here for the excellent Up In The Air. Who’ll win: James Cameron Who I’d like to win: Kathryn Bigelow BEST ACTOR Jeff Bridges, Crazy Heart George Clooney, Up In The Air Colin Firth, A Single Man Morgan Freeman, Invictus Jeremy Renner, The Hurt Locker Possibly the strongest category in terms of genuine acting chops going head to head. I suspect Bridges will get it, for a great Autumn career peak as a Country and Western singer in Crazy Heart – he’s pretty much cleared up in this category in all the other awards ceremonies thus far. Clooney is great in Up In The Air – as our reviews ed John Robinson just described him, “The only film star worth the name.” Renner, meanwhile, is incredible in The Hurt Locker. I’d be happy with any of those three, though I would be amazed, frankly, is anyone other than Bridges won it. Who’ll win: Jeff Bridges Who I’d like to win: Jeff Bridges BEST ACTRESS Sandra Bullock, The Blind Side Helen Mirren, The Last Station Carey Mulligan, An Education Gabourey Sidibe, Precious Meryl Streep, Julie & Julia A nod, first, to Mulligan, whose trajectory has been phenomenal, from Doctor Who two years ago to an Oscar nomination. She’s very good, incidentally, in An Education. But she’s obviously up against some pretty major talent here – Mirren and Streep, obviously – but my suspicion is Bullock might well scoop this. The Blind Side is basically heart-warming stuff, with Bullock as the mother in a well-off white family who take in a homeless African-American youngster. Life lessons are learned. That kind of thing. The Academy will love it. Who’ll win: Sandra Bullock Who I’d like to win: Carey Mulligan BEST SUPPORTING ACTOR Matt Damon, Invictus Woody Harrelson, The Messanger Christopher Plummer, The Last Station Stanley Tucci, The Lovely Bones Christoph Waltz, Inglourious Basterds Strong names – Damon, Harrelson, Plummer, Tucci – who’re all reliably good in their respective roles. But, as with Jeff Bridges, Waltz has cleaned up on this award elsewhere; I think it’d take a lot to derail this one. He’s also by far and away the best thing in Tarantino’s film, and deserves this for the opening 10 minutes of …Basterds alone. Who’ll win: Christoph Waltz Who I’d like to win: Christoph Waltz BEST SUPPORTING ACTRESS Penelope Cruz, Nine Vera Farminga, Up In The Air Maggie Gyllenhaal, Crazy Heart Anna Kendrick, Up In The Air Mo’Nique, Precious More pips for Up In The Air – which has garnered more nominations in the key categories than any other film. I’m particularly pleased to see Farmiga up for this – I thought she was every bit the equal of Clooney in Up In The Air and, as with The Departed, has proven relatively quickly she’s more than capable of matching A list male leads. I think, though, Mo’Nique will probably scoop this. Who’ll win: Mo’Nique Who I’d like to win: Vera Farmiga BEST ORIGINAL SONG “Almost There”, Randy Newman “Down In New Orleans”, Randy Newman “Loin De Paname”, Reinhardt Wagner, Frank Thomas “Take It All”, Maury Yeston “The Weary Kind”, Ryan Bingham, T Bone Burnett Obviously, a good category for UNCUT friendly songwriters of a certain age in the past – Dylan and Springsteen being key among them. This time out, it’s the 18th and 19th Oscar nominations for Newman, so perhaps he’ll get lucky with these two songs from Disney’s The Princess & The Frog. Rising Alt.country star Bingham (and Burnett) might do well for “The Weary Kind” – from Crazy Heart. Who’ll win: Randy Newman Who I’d like to win: Randy Newman BEST ORIGINAL SCREENPLAY Mark Boal, The Hurt Locker Quentin Tarantino, Inglourious Basterds Allesando Camon, Oren Moverman, The Messanger Joel and Ethan Coen, A Serious Man Bob Peterson, Pete Docter, Up The Hurt Locker is undeniably the best film of the year, but much of that lies in Bigelow’s incredibly mastery of tension, and Jeremy Renner’s performance, so I suspect Boal’s lean, focussed script might get overlooked. I don’t for a minute think Tarantino’s script was good enough for …Bastards, and while the Coens was typically strong for A Serious Man, I don’t think it seriously raised the game on their previous scripts. I’d like to see Up given proper recognition for what was a fantastic addition to the already considerable Pixar catalogue. Who’ll win: Coens/Peterson, Docter Who I’d like to win: Peterson, Docter Anyway, you find out whether I'm right on wrong on March 7. Meanwhile, do tell us what or who you'd like to see win. Maybe we should think about a blog sweepstake...

This year’s Academy Award nominations have just been announced. No great surprises, I see – plenty for The Hurt Locker, Up In The Air and **whisper it** Avatar in the big categories. But it’s certainly grand to see the likes of Kathryn Bigelow, Jeremy Renner, Jeff Bridges, Michael Haneke and Jacques Audiard in there, at any rate. Anyway, here’s what’s what in the key categories, with my take on the nominations, for what it’s worth.

The Charlatans to play debut album ‘Some Friendly’ in full at London gig

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The Charlatans are set to play their debut album 'Some Friendly' in full at a London gig to take place this May. They'll play London venue The Roundhouse on May 31, to celebrate the 20th anniversary of the album's release. A reissue of the album is expected to be released around the same time. Mea...

The Charlatans are set to play their debut album ‘Some Friendly’ in full at a London gig to take place this May.

They’ll play London venue The Roundhouse on May 31, to celebrate the 20th anniversary of the album’s release. A reissue of the album is expected to be released around the same time.

Meanwhile, The Charlatans are currently in the studio with producer Youth recording their eleventh studio album. The band are aiming to release the new record in June.

Tickets for the gig go on sale this Friday (February 5) at 9am (GMT).

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The Fifth Uncut Playlist Of 2010

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Quite a good one, this week: I think I can be more or less positive about everything here, actually, with the vague exception of the Yellow Swans live comp, which is a bit too industrial for me (John Cale, as it happens, described them thus: “The Swans’ sound grates on your nerves - like you’ve put your head in a jet engine.” Thumbs up!). Thanks to Robin who, following the Harappian Night Recordings post, recommended an old Moroccan band called Jil Jilala, who sound excellent. And before anyone starts asking about a new reissue, that Joni record is my old copy I brought in, to check a hunch that an album I’m reviewing occupied some similar territory… 1 Joni Mitchell – Don Juan’s Reckless Daughter (Asylum) 2 Carlton Melton – Pass It On… (Mid-To-Late) 3 White Hills – White Hills (Thrill Jockey) 4 Andrew WK – Close Calls With Brick Walls/Mother Of Mankind (Steev Mike) 5 Andrew Thomas – Between Buildings And Trees (Kompakt) 6 Major Stars – Return To Form (Drag City) 7 Caribou – Swim (City Slang) 8 Sleepy Sun – Fever (ATP Recordings) 9 Various – Kompakt Pop Ambient 2010 (Kompakt) 10 Jil Jilala – MP3 at Awesome Tapes From Africa 11 Dove Yellow Swans – Live During War Crimes #3 (Release The Bats) 12 Various Artists – Afro-Rock Volume One (Strut) 13 The Triffids – Wide Open Road: The Best Of The Triffids (Domino) 14 Mushroom – Naked, Stoned & Stabbed (4Zero)

Quite a good one, this week: I think I can be more or less positive about everything here, actually, with the vague exception of the Yellow Swans live comp, which is a bit too industrial for me (John Cale, as it happens, described them thus: “The Swans’ sound grates on your nerves – like you’ve put your head in a jet engine.” Thumbs up!).

Faber & Faber editor asks to release Morrissey memoirs

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A senior editor at publishing company Faber & Faber has appealed to Morrissey to let the company release his memoirs. In an open letter to Morrissey onThethoughtfox.co.uk, Lee Brackstone said it would be a "publishing dream" for Faber & Faber to release the book, which the former Smiths singer is reportedly writing at the moment. "I have been trying to persuade you of the virtues and wisdom of this for some years now. You probably won’t remember," Brackstone wrote of Morrissey. "Our shelves groan and bulge and spill over under the weight of Ezra, Larkin, Hughes and Heaney. And that’s just the surface; deep as it may seem. We feel very strongly that you belong in this company." Brackstone added: "To me (and to many of my colleagues) you are already in this company. It would be the fulfilment of my most pressing and persistent publishing dream to see that 'ff' sewn into the spine of your Life. Just any other publisher won't do. You deserve Faber and the love we can give you. History demands it; destiny commands it." Latest music and film news on Uncut.co.uk.

A senior editor at publishing company Faber & Faber has appealed to Morrissey to let the company release his memoirs.

In an open letter to Morrissey onThethoughtfox.co.uk, Lee Brackstone said it would be a “publishing dream” for Faber & Faber to release the book, which the former Smiths singer is reportedly writing at the moment.

“I have been trying to persuade you of the virtues and wisdom of this for some years now. You probably won’t remember,” Brackstone wrote of Morrissey.

“Our shelves groan and bulge and spill over under the weight of Ezra, Larkin, Hughes and Heaney. And that’s just the surface; deep as it may seem. We feel very strongly that you belong in this company.”

Brackstone added: “To me (and to many of my colleagues) you are already in this company. It would be the fulfilment of my most pressing and persistent publishing dream to see that ‘ff’ sewn into the spine of your Life. Just any other publisher won’t do. You deserve Faber and the love we can give you. History demands it; destiny commands it.”

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Etta James hospitalised

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Etta James is suffering from Alzheimer's and the MRSA superbug, her son has revealed. The singer, 72, has been in the Riverside Community Hospital in southern California for the past week, according to Donto James. James was diagnosed with Alzheimer's over a year ago, though it was not made publi...

Etta James is suffering from Alzheimer’s and the MRSA superbug, her son has revealed.

The singer, 72, has been in the Riverside Community Hospital in southern California for the past week, according to Donto James.

James was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s over a year ago, though it was not made public. She is also suffering from speech difficulties at present, though a cause for that is currently unknown.

He told CNN that he is concerned about her health: “I am going to end up losing my mother if it keeps going on like this,” Donto James said, adding that he wants to find more information about his mothers condition. “There has to be another doctor out there who can tell me what is going on with my mother.”

Donto James, who plays in his mothers’ band, said he believes she can still recover. “I want my mother back onstage again,” he said. “I know it can happen.”

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MIDLAKE – THE COURAGE OF OTHERS

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The authentically auburn harmonies and storied West Coast AOR of Midlake's breakthrough album, 2006's The Trials Of Van Occupanther, suggested that the band had been wallowing in Laurel Canyon lore their whole lives. In fact, Midlake's chief songwriter Tim Smith recently let slip that prior to starting work on that album, he'd never even listened to Neil Young. Midlake began life as a student jazz band, in thrall to John Coltrane and Herbie Hancock. They were sniffy about modern rock music until they heard Radiohead's "Paranoid Android" - consequently, their debut album was a fairly rigorous homage to OK Computer. Then came a crash course in smooth '70s rock, from which emerged the glorious ...Van Occupanther. Now they've spent the last three years immersing themselves in another previously-unfamiliar field, that of British electric folk. Midlake have done their homework: in interviews trailing this album, they've namedropped not only Fairport and Fotheringay, but more obscure perfumed garden peculiars such as Mellow Candle and Windy Corner. However, Midlake's secret is out: they're highly skilled dilettantes, attempting to master a different genre on each album just to give themselves a challenge. That's no crime in itself, and it beats making the same record over and over again, but it may explain the gaping hole at the heart of this strangely frigid album. The pristine harmonies are retained, but this time they're hitched to aching minor-key progressions, sung with cowed solemnity rather than uplifting abandon. Acoustic guitars and flute interweave in the space left behind by the absence of the last album's freewheeling piano, while an electric guitar smoulders in the background like an abandoned campfire. Songs linger rather than glide, and while opener "Acts Of Man" is exquisitely forlorn - "When the acts of men cause the ground to break open/ Oh let me inside, let me inside not to wake" - the sombre mood soon becomes a bit oppressive. There are no "Roscoe"-style fantasies here to save us, either. Smith's delicate but austere lyrics evoke tableaux of weatherbeaten figures fruitlessly hoeing dry soil or huddling for warmth around a dying flame. "I will train my feet to go on with a joy/A joy I have yet to reach/I will let the sounds of these woods that I've known/Sink into blood and to bone," he sings dolefully on "Core Of Nature", like the protagonist of Cormac McCarthy's The Road forcing himself onward through the ravaged landscape. ...Van Occupanther's golden wistfulness shines on "Fortune", but such sunny intervals are scarce. The title track's forbidding drone heralds Smith's most vulnerable lyric to date. "I will never have the courage of others," he bemoans, before the song slips rather readily into a weary coda, Smith repeating the words "he trembles alone" like a fraught mantra, before he's consumed by duelling guitars. The lilting rhythm of closing track "In The Ground" finally gives the album a bit - but only a bit - of the verve it's been lacking, before it too succumbs to the frost. Perhaps if The Courage Of Others had been released 10 years ago, it might've seemed more special, but the whole Brit-folk thing is ground that's been raked over fairly thoroughly in the last decade by the likes of Espers. If Midlake are taking suggestions for which genre to tackle next, let's propose something a little further off the beaten track, like Hawaiian exotica, or go-go. They're obviously good enough musicians to make a decent fist of pretty much anything. Like ...Van Occupanther, The Courage Of Others is texturally rich and technically refined, elegantly capturing the ambience of the folk rock scene to which it pays fulsome tribute. But sadly, there's something cold and unwelcoming at its core. Sam Richards

The authentically auburn harmonies and storied West Coast AOR of Midlake’s breakthrough album, 2006’s The Trials Of Van Occupanther, suggested that the band had been wallowing in Laurel Canyon lore their whole lives. In fact, Midlake’s chief songwriter Tim Smith recently let slip that prior to starting work on that album, he’d never even listened to Neil Young.

Midlake began life as a student jazz band, in thrall to John Coltrane and Herbie Hancock. They were sniffy about modern rock music until they heard Radiohead’s “Paranoid Android” – consequently, their debut album was a fairly rigorous homage to OK Computer. Then came a crash course in smooth ’70s rock, from which emerged the glorious …Van Occupanther.

Now they’ve spent the last three years immersing themselves in another previously-unfamiliar field, that of British electric folk. Midlake have done their homework: in interviews trailing this album, they’ve namedropped not only Fairport and Fotheringay, but more obscure perfumed garden peculiars such as Mellow Candle and Windy Corner.

However, Midlake’s secret is out: they’re highly skilled dilettantes, attempting to master a different genre on each album just to give themselves a challenge. That’s no crime in itself, and it beats making the same record over and over again, but it may explain the gaping hole at the heart of this strangely frigid album.

The pristine harmonies are retained, but this time they’re hitched to aching minor-key progressions, sung with cowed solemnity rather than uplifting abandon. Acoustic guitars and flute interweave in the space left behind by the absence of the last album’s freewheeling piano, while an electric guitar smoulders in the background like an abandoned campfire. Songs linger rather than glide, and while opener “Acts Of Man” is exquisitely forlorn – “When the acts of men cause the ground to break open/ Oh let me inside, let me inside not to wake” – the sombre mood soon becomes a bit oppressive.

There are no “Roscoe”-style fantasies here to save us, either. Smith’s delicate but austere lyrics evoke tableaux of weatherbeaten figures fruitlessly hoeing dry soil or huddling for warmth around a dying flame. “I will train my feet to go on with a joy/A joy I have yet to reach/I will let the sounds of these woods that I’ve known/Sink into blood and to bone,” he sings dolefully on “Core Of Nature”, like the protagonist of Cormac McCarthy‘s The Road forcing himself onward through the ravaged landscape. …Van Occupanther’s golden wistfulness shines on “Fortune”, but such sunny intervals are scarce.

The title track’s forbidding drone heralds Smith’s most vulnerable lyric to date. “I will never have the courage of others,” he bemoans, before the song slips rather readily into a weary coda, Smith repeating the words “he trembles alone” like a fraught mantra, before he’s consumed by duelling guitars. The lilting rhythm of closing track “In The Ground” finally gives the album a bit – but only a bit – of the verve it’s been lacking, before it too succumbs to the frost.

Perhaps if The Courage Of Others had been released 10 years ago, it might’ve seemed more special, but the whole Brit-folk thing is ground that’s been raked over fairly thoroughly in the last decade by the likes of Espers. If Midlake are taking suggestions for which genre to tackle next, let’s propose something a little further off the beaten track, like Hawaiian exotica, or go-go. They’re obviously good enough musicians to make a decent fist of pretty much anything. Like …Van Occupanther, The Courage Of Others is texturally rich and technically refined, elegantly capturing the ambience of the folk rock scene to which it pays fulsome tribute. But sadly, there’s something cold and unwelcoming at its core.

Sam Richards

CORINNE BAILEY RAE – THE SEA

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Go into The Sea blind, without knowledge of Corinne Bailey Rae's recent biography, and what hits you is a mixture of emotions. Oddly, for a soul record, there's little sex, no preening, and none of the ritualised heartbreak you'd get from one of those production-line Dusty Springfields who dominate the charts. It's also a thousand miles away from Bailey Rae's four-million-selling debut, which placed the Leeds-based singer on the same commercial footing as Amy Winehouse in 2006. Something, clearly, has happened. Listen again, and what you hear is a sense of loss, sad love, and bruised regret; but the darkness is rendered oddly sweet by the softness of Bailey Rae's voice, and her habit of singing in a bird-like whisper. She has been listening, apparently, to Sly Stone and Curtis Mayfield, and has taken on board the way Nina Simone could flick a switch between absent-minded harmonising and entering the abyss. And, yes, there are jazzy flourishes in a sound that locates its inspiration in the mid-1970s, but it's not really a retro work; thankfully, there's none of the sense of pasted-on, post-modern pastiche that makes chart soul such a chore. So, what happened? The short explanation is that Bailey Rae's husband, jazz musician Jason Rae, died. In March 2008, when Bailey Rae was in the middle of writing her second album, Rae accidentally overdosed on methadone and alcohol. Understandably, Bailey Rae was suffused with grief, and did little work for a year. And when she returned, collaborating with a new band of Leeds-based musicians, under the direction of producers John Ellis and Steve Brown, the songs seemed to inhabit a different mood - mournfulness, underscored by resilience. Remarkably, the album also sounds optimistic. It's not, as the marketing shorthand would put it, Bjork doing Back To Black. It's a delicate, individual record, from the same neighbourhood as Paul Weller's recent excursions in rustic soul, but instead of Weller's creosotey vocals, the emotion is carried in a Minnie Riperton trill. The mood is established by "Are You Here", a gorgeously personal love song written in the midst of loss. The vocal is half-whispered and blurry, and the tune has a tidal feel, pulled along on a simple bass riff towards a swelling refrain. The words are only half-audible, but their meaning is not: it's a beautiful lament, in which the sense of loss is numbed by the power of fond memories. "He's a real live wire," Bailey Rae sings, "he's the best of his kind, wait till you see those eyes." The gentle "I'd Do It All Again" follows, with Bailey Rae sounding even more bereft. Here, a word of caution is required. The song may sound like a post-mortem, but it was actually written in January 2008, after Bailey Rae had a bad argument with her husband. Still, it's hard to believe that the song's mood - mournfulness, stretching into mellow acceptance - wasn't darkened by subsequent events. It ends on a heartbreaking note, as the tune falls away, and Bailey Rae addresses her lover directly. "Oh, you're searching for something, I know," she murmurs, "that will make you happy." There are lighter, more chart-friendly moments. "Paris Nights/New York Mornings" has an abundance of sass, "Paper Dolls" boasts a big pop chorus, and a wonky Joe Meek-style synth, and "Closer" is a straightforward cut of handbags-on-the-dancefloor bump-and-grind which bears no comparison to the Joy Division album of the same name. It's the only directly sexual song, but also the least emotionally affecting. Better by far is "I Would Like To Call It Beauty", a ballad so slow that the melody almost folds into itself, with one of Bailey Rae's most affecting vocals floating woozily upon a mournful organ. It's intimate and elegiac, but also sanguine. Finally, there is "The Sea", which sounds like Bailey Rae dispensing advice to herself. "Goodbye paradise," she sings, sounding only half-lost. Waving, not drowning, you might say. Alastair McKay

Go into The Sea blind, without knowledge of Corinne Bailey Rae’s recent biography, and what hits you is a mixture of emotions. Oddly, for a soul record, there’s little sex, no preening, and none of the ritualised heartbreak you’d get from one of those production-line Dusty Springfields who dominate the charts. It’s also a thousand miles away from Bailey Rae’s four-million-selling debut, which placed the Leeds-based singer on the same commercial footing as Amy Winehouse in 2006.

Something, clearly, has happened. Listen again, and what you hear is a sense of loss, sad love, and bruised regret; but the darkness is rendered oddly sweet by the softness of Bailey Rae’s voice, and her habit of singing in a bird-like whisper. She has been listening, apparently, to Sly Stone and Curtis Mayfield, and has taken on board the way Nina Simone could flick a switch between absent-minded harmonising and entering the abyss. And, yes, there are jazzy flourishes in a sound that locates its inspiration in the mid-1970s, but it’s not really a retro work; thankfully, there’s none of the sense of pasted-on, post-modern pastiche that makes chart soul such a chore.

So, what happened? The short explanation is that Bailey Rae’s husband, jazz musician Jason Rae, died. In March 2008, when Bailey Rae was in the middle of writing her second album, Rae accidentally overdosed on methadone and alcohol. Understandably, Bailey Rae was suffused with grief, and did little work for a year. And when she returned, collaborating with a new band of Leeds-based musicians, under the direction of producers John Ellis and Steve Brown, the songs seemed to inhabit a different mood – mournfulness, underscored by resilience. Remarkably, the album also sounds optimistic. It’s not, as the marketing shorthand would put it, Bjork doing Back To Black. It’s a delicate, individual record, from the same neighbourhood as Paul Weller‘s recent excursions in rustic soul, but instead of Weller’s creosotey vocals, the emotion is carried in a Minnie Riperton trill.

The mood is established by “Are You Here“, a gorgeously personal love song written in the midst of loss. The vocal is half-whispered and blurry, and the tune has a tidal feel, pulled along on a simple bass riff towards a swelling refrain. The words are only half-audible, but their meaning is not: it’s a beautiful lament, in which the sense of loss is numbed by the power of fond memories. “He’s a real live wire,” Bailey Rae sings, “he’s the best of his kind, wait till you see those eyes.”

The gentle “I’d Do It All Again” follows, with Bailey Rae sounding even more bereft. Here, a word of caution is required. The song may sound like a post-mortem, but it was actually written in January 2008, after Bailey Rae had a bad argument with her husband. Still, it’s hard to believe that the song’s mood – mournfulness, stretching into mellow acceptance – wasn’t darkened by subsequent events. It ends on a heartbreaking note, as the tune falls away, and Bailey Rae addresses her lover directly. “Oh, you’re searching for something, I know,” she murmurs, “that will make you happy.”

There are lighter, more chart-friendly moments. “Paris Nights/New York Mornings” has an abundance of sass, “Paper Dolls” boasts a big pop chorus, and a wonky Joe Meek-style synth, and “Closer” is a straightforward cut of handbags-on-the-dancefloor bump-and-grind which bears no comparison to the Joy Division album of the same name. It’s the only directly sexual song, but also the least emotionally affecting. Better by far is “I Would Like To Call It Beauty”, a ballad so slow that the melody almost folds into itself, with one of Bailey Rae’s most affecting vocals floating woozily upon a mournful organ. It’s intimate and elegiac, but also sanguine.

Finally, there is “The Sea”, which sounds like Bailey Rae dispensing advice to herself. “Goodbye paradise,” she sings, sounding only half-lost. Waving, not drowning, you might say.

Alastair McKay

HOT CHIP – ONE LIFE STAND

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It cannot be said of Hot Chip's particular muse that she is a complacent, idle creature. In the decade that the London group have existed, they have done all of the following, mostly with considerable panache: become ardently beloved festival favourites, been the subject of widely celebrated music videos, acquired formidable reputations as DJs, collaborated with Robert Wyatt and Peter Gabriel, and remixed what feels like a substantial percentage of all the popular songs ever recorded. They've also now made four albums of their own, each at least interesting and at most astonishing. One Life Stand, by no means perfect is, at its best, their best yet. It says much about Hot Chip that their errors tend to be of enthusiastically overcooking good ideas, rather than desperately wringing out bad ones. The opening track here, "Thieves In The Night", is a case in point - a slow-building, multi-layered funky disco saunter, densely populated by ghosts of Visage's "Fade To Grey" too numerous not to have been deliberately summoned. It's an extraordinary confection, supporting a soaring vocal melody, but rather outstays its welcome at just over six minutes. Not for the last time here, Hot Chip sound like they're having too much fun to know quite when to stop. The upside of this is that for the first time, Hot Chip sound entirely relaxed about the idea that they're a pop group - One Life Stand contains little trace of the discordant outings or rather rigidly utilitarian dance grooves they seemed to feel obliged to deploy on previous albums. This is an album that sees Hot Chip freeing themselves of the surly bonds of their more orthodox dance and electronic influences and settling comfortably into the orbit of New Order and Pet Shop Boys (and possibly beyond, indeed - it is supremely undifficult to imagine "I Feel Better" as a globally ubiquitous hit for Madonna, and not just because of a passing resemblance to "La Isla Bonita"). There are several possible shots at the big time here, all the more impressive for their apparent insouciance. The supremely pretty, melancholy gospel affirmation "Brothers" reminds why it was a shame that mid-'80s synth-pop pathfinders Dream Academy and It's Immaterial didn't have a second hit each. "Slush" is a quietly epic piano ballad, not unrelated to REM's "Everybody Hurts", haunted by the ghostly babble of the positively Swingle Singers-style a cappella backdrop that loops behind it (a trope revisited on the album's most obvious dance track, "We Have Love"). The title track is a brilliantly orchestrated corralling of Hot Chip's riotously disparate influences: thunderous Daft Punk keyboard riffs, clamorous steelpan drum (contributed by Trinidadian legend Fimber Bravo), sounds which might well have been borrowed from a 1980s computer game, a warped vocal sample that might have wandered into the mix from Radiohead's Amnesiac, and a dash of Orange Juice-ish rhythm guitar. These fabulous mŽlanges are decorated further by the voices of core Hot Chip members Alexis Taylor and Joe Goddard - the former fragile and feather-light, the latter mournful and mumbled, the both eerily complementary (as best demonstrated on the duet "Keep Quiet"). By accident or design, the lyrics repeatedly threaten to subside into the mindless positivity which makes so much electronic music feel like an aerobics lesson, only to reveal themselves as something darker, something deeper: for every "We have love, give it up, give it up", there's at least one "Heaven is nowhere..." It isn't a coincidence that this, Hot Chip's most focused album, is also their finest - more ruthless editing in future will doubtless yield even more spectacular results. The most emblematic track of One Life Stand is "Hand Me Down Your Love" - a disco song set to a four-square rock beat, which briefly promises to erupt into a hands-in-the-air-like-you-just-don't-care floor-filler before instead blooming into an expansive chorus and exquisite string arrangement. Like the album as a whole and the group who made it, it's intriguing, beguiling, occasionally too clever by half - but never, ever boring. Andrew Mueller Q&A Alexis Taylor Do you think of each LP as a progression from/reaction to its predecessor? There was a fair amount of reaction to the last record, in that for that one we made a virtue of stylistic and acoustic/spatial differences, in small tribute to some of my favourite sprawling double albums. For this one, we felt it would be nice to make something which was more coherent as a listening experience. With such a diverse array of influences - and band members - how torturous or otherwise is the process of deciding what's a good idea and what isn't? We lost some great songs for the sake of the 'whole' that is the record, but they will surface soon, I am sure. It worked well in terms of all of us contributing. People seemed to know when to go to sleep, or to the pub, or make up a brilliant keyboard part, depending on the circumstances. What do you learn from working with someone like Robert Wyatt? A lot about working quickly, and using what you have at your disposal to great effect - but I think I'm still taking it all in from that experience, to be honest. His wife, Alfie, made us great food, as well, while we worked, and it was really amazing to be in their company. INTERVIEW: ANDREW MUELLER

It cannot be said of Hot Chip’s particular muse that she is a complacent, idle creature.

In the decade that the London group have existed, they have done all of the following, mostly with considerable panache: become ardently beloved festival favourites, been the subject of widely celebrated music videos, acquired formidable reputations as DJs, collaborated with Robert Wyatt and Peter Gabriel, and remixed what feels like a substantial percentage of all the popular songs ever recorded. They’ve also now made four albums of their own, each at least interesting and at most astonishing. One Life Stand, by no means perfect is, at its best, their best yet.

It says much about Hot Chip that their errors tend to be of enthusiastically overcooking good ideas, rather than desperately wringing out bad ones. The opening track here, “Thieves In The Night”, is a case in point – a slow-building, multi-layered funky disco saunter, densely populated by ghosts of Visage‘s “Fade To Grey” too numerous not to have been deliberately summoned. It’s an extraordinary confection, supporting a soaring vocal melody, but rather outstays its welcome at just over six minutes. Not for the last time here, Hot Chip sound like they’re having too much fun to know quite when to stop.

The upside of this is that for the first time, Hot Chip sound entirely relaxed about the idea that they’re a pop group – One Life Stand contains little trace of the discordant outings or rather rigidly utilitarian dance grooves they seemed to feel obliged to deploy on previous albums. This is an album that sees Hot Chip freeing themselves of the surly bonds of their more orthodox dance and electronic influences and settling comfortably into the orbit of New Order and Pet Shop Boys (and possibly beyond, indeed – it is supremely undifficult to imagine “I Feel Better” as a globally ubiquitous hit for Madonna, and not just because of a passing resemblance to “La Isla Bonita”).

There are several possible shots at the big time here, all the more impressive for their apparent insouciance. The supremely pretty, melancholy gospel affirmation “Brothers” reminds why it was a shame that mid-’80s synth-pop pathfinders Dream Academy and It’s Immaterial didn’t have a second hit each. “Slush” is a quietly epic piano ballad, not unrelated to REM‘s “Everybody Hurts”, haunted by the ghostly babble of the positively Swingle Singers-style a cappella backdrop that loops behind it (a trope revisited on the album’s most obvious dance track, “We Have Love”). The title track is a brilliantly orchestrated corralling of Hot Chip’s riotously disparate influences: thunderous Daft Punk keyboard riffs, clamorous steelpan drum (contributed by Trinidadian legend Fimber Bravo), sounds which might well have been borrowed from a 1980s computer game, a warped vocal sample that might have wandered into the mix from Radiohead‘s Amnesiac, and a dash of Orange Juice-ish rhythm guitar.

These fabulous mŽlanges are decorated further by the voices of core Hot Chip members Alexis Taylor and Joe Goddard – the former fragile and feather-light, the latter mournful and mumbled, the both eerily complementary (as best demonstrated on the duet “Keep Quiet”). By accident or design, the lyrics repeatedly threaten to subside into the mindless positivity which makes so much electronic music feel like an aerobics lesson, only to reveal themselves as something darker, something deeper: for every “We have love, give it up, give it up”, there’s at least one “Heaven is nowhere…”

It isn’t a coincidence that this, Hot Chip’s most focused album, is also their finest – more ruthless editing in future will doubtless yield even more spectacular results. The most emblematic track of One Life Stand is “Hand Me Down Your Love” – a disco song set to a four-square rock beat, which briefly promises to erupt into a hands-in-the-air-like-you-just-don’t-care floor-filler before instead blooming into an expansive chorus and exquisite string arrangement. Like the album as a whole and the group who made it, it’s intriguing, beguiling, occasionally too clever by half – but never, ever boring.

Andrew Mueller

Q&A

Alexis Taylor

Do you think of each LP as a progression from/reaction to its predecessor?

There was a fair amount of reaction to the last record, in that for that one we made a virtue of stylistic and acoustic/spatial differences, in small tribute to some of my favourite sprawling double albums. For this one, we felt it would be nice to make something which was more coherent as a listening experience.

With such a diverse array of influences – and band members – how torturous or otherwise is the process of deciding what’s a good idea and what isn’t?

We lost some great songs for the sake of the ‘whole’ that is the record, but they will surface soon, I am sure. It worked well in terms of all of us contributing. People seemed to know when to go to sleep, or to the pub, or make up a brilliant keyboard part, depending on the circumstances.

What do you learn from working with someone like Robert Wyatt?

A lot about working quickly, and using what you have at your disposal to great effect – but I think I’m still taking it all in from that experience, to be honest. His wife, Alfie, made us great food, as well, while we worked, and it was really amazing to be in their company.

INTERVIEW: ANDREW MUELLER

Noel Gallagher announces first post-Oasis gigs

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Noel Gallagher has announced his first post-Oasis gigs, to take place in March for the Teenage Cancer Trust. He joins Arctic Monkeys, Them Crooked Vultures, a reformed Suede, The Who, Depeche Mode and JLS on the bill for the charity gigs at the London Royal Albert Hall from February 17. Gallagher ...

Noel Gallagher has announced his first post-Oasis gigs, to take place in March for the Teenage Cancer Trust.

He joins Arctic Monkeys, Them Crooked Vultures, a reformed Suede, The Who, Depeche Mode and JLS on the bill for the charity gigs at the London Royal Albert Hall from February 17.

Gallagher is to play two gigs at the venue, on March 25 and 26. The Who‘s Roger Daltrey, who is a patron for the Teenage Cancer Trust, told NME.COM that the shows would be the guitarist’s only live dates of 2010. The Who also play the event on March 30. In addition to the gigs a comedy night will take place at the venue on March 23.

Tickets for all the shows go on sale at 9am (GMT) on Friday (February 5). See Teenagecancertrust.com for more information.

The Teenage Cancer Trust gigs line-up at the London Royal Albert Hall is:

Depeche Mode (February 17)

Them Crooked Vultures (March 22)

Jimmy Carr, Noel Fielding and Rhod Gilbert (23)

Suede (24)

Noel Gallagher (25, 26)

Arctic Monkeys (27)

JLS (28)

The Who (30)

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Various Artists: “Kompakt Pop Ambient 2010”

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Some albums prove harder to write about than others, for reasons that aren’t always easy to fathom. Others, though, seem purposely designed as hard to pin down: a case in point being Kompakt’s latest “Pop Ambient 2010” comp, which I’ve been listening to a lot for a couple of months now. How do you articulate what music sounds like that exists in such a neutral, undemonstrative space? A lot of quasi-ambient music I’ve covered here has been of the vaguely kosmische kind: not least some of the Oneohtrix Point Never and Emeralds albums from last year, which I’ve also been playing a fair bit this past few weeks. With those sort of records, there’s always an easy – perhaps too easy – psychedelic gloss that can be applied, some easyish references to Klaus Schulze and so on. The ambience which Kompakt generally supports, though, is more slivery, environmental: the label co-founder Wolfgang Voigt’s own project was long called Gas, which describes much here rather well (though not Voigt’s own contribution, “Zither Und Horn”, curiously, which is more of a ghostly, lopsided refraction of a German folk song). The roots of a lot of this stuff are in that post-clubbing, early ‘90s school of ambient, and as if to reinforce the point there’s even a track from The Orb, “Glen Coe”, which has a familiar sense of exalted numbness (and dazed dialogue samples) that suggests Alex Paterson has been frozen in aspic for the best part of two decades. As with the best comps of this kind, however, it’s hard to pick out – or indeed remember - most of the individual tracks without unsuitably attentive study of the tracklisting. Then, the odd one stands out, like Jurgen Paape’s “864M”, which reminds me happily of the endphase of Laurie Anderson’s “O Superman” with its serenely looping waveforms. There appears to be a noisy clock in the distance here, too, and it’s a tribute to the artists on “Pop Ambient 2010” that they seem adept at making so much twinkling, enveloping music with such a time-honoured palette of what are, in many cases, total ambient clichés. Brock Van Wey/BVDub is another case in point, with two tracks here, the second of which – “Will You Know Where To Find Me” – ends up stretching out a wordlessly ecstatic female vocal into a cycling chorale; a deep house meditation disc, after a fashion. It lasts 17 minutes and, as is the traditional thing to say when finishing this sort of piece, it might as well go on forever.

Some albums prove harder to write about than others, for reasons that aren’t always easy to fathom. Others, though, seem purposely designed as hard to pin down: a case in point being Kompakt’s latest “Pop Ambient 2010” comp, which I’ve been listening to a lot for a couple of months now. How do you articulate what music sounds like that exists in such a neutral, undemonstrative space?

Sly Stone sues former manager for $50m

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Sly Stone is suing his former manager Jerry Goldstein for $50m (£30.9m). The singer claims he is owed money because of fraud and stolen royalties. In a lawsuit filed to the Los Angeles Superior Court, Stone said that Goldstein kept the money himself over a 20-year period, as well as borrowing mon...

Sly Stone is suing his former manager Jerry Goldstein for $50m (£30.9m).

The singer claims he is owed money because of fraud and stolen royalties.

In a lawsuit filed to the Los Angeles Superior Court, Stone said that Goldstein kept the money himself over a 20-year period, as well as borrowing money in the band’s name, reports BBC News.

Stone‘s lawyer Robert Allen said the lawsuit highlighted the “dark side” of the music business.

No public statement on the lawsuit has been made by either Goldstein or his representatives.

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Sigur Ros scrap new album

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Sigur Ros' Jonsi Birgisson has said that the band have scrapped their new album. Birgisson revealed that contrary to reports that the band were on the verge of completing the follow-up to 2008 album 'Með Suð I Eyrum Við Spilum Endalaust', they've in fact had to restart the entire project. "We h...

Sigur RosJonsi Birgisson has said that the band have scrapped their new album.

Birgisson revealed that contrary to reports that the band were on the verge of completing the follow-up to 2008 album ‘Með Suð I Eyrum Við Spilum Endalaust’, they’ve in fact had to restart the entire project.

“We haven’t got another [Sigur Ros] album ready – It was just a rumour,” Birgisson told Spinnermusic.co.uk. “We started to record something, but then we chucked it all away. So I think we are going to have to start it all again.”

Birgisson, who releases his new solo album ‘Go’ on March 22, went on to state that the rest of Sigur Ros are currently taking time out. “Yes we are on a break at the moment. Everybody in the band is having babies.”

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White Hills, “White Hills” and Carlton Melton’s “Pass It On…”

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A load of pretty heavy psych’s been accumulating over the last few weeks: new albums from Major Stars (what an amazing guitarist Wayne Rogers is); from both Wooden Shjips and Ripley’s other project, Moon Duo; a cool new (to me, at least) band on No Quarter called Coconuts. First off, though, I really should write about “Pass It On…” by Carlton Melton. I alluded to this Northern Californian band back in December, when I was tipped off about their MySpace. As far as I can tell, this is the Mendocino band’s second album, following their “Live At Point Arena” album – recorded in a geodesic dome, mythically, in a remote coastal town where I stayed with friends a good decade ago. “Pass It On…” currently comes from Mid-To-Late Records, with the vinyl in a shade of brown that purportedly matches the local redwoods, but looks more like shit to me. No matter: this is intense, sweet, headnodding psych, opening with a fabulous cover of Pink Floyd’s “When You’re In” that reminds me a little of Mudhoney’s Spacemen 3 appropriations. It’s fairly monolithic, but with a dronier, headier intensity than the Sabbath-indebted lurchers that usually get called stoner rock. After that, Carlton Melton drift off, appealingly: “Found Children” roughly resembles one of the more ambient tracks from “Neu! 75” recalibrated by a rock band who maybe learned their dirge chops from the Stooges’ “We Will Fall”. “Digging In (Fucking Funky Shite)”, meanwhile, is another great example of the band’s key strength, sustaining a meditative, groggy state just on the cusp of freak-out. Some of you might like it… Especially those of you who already are keen on the New York band, White Hills, further masters of the sort of enjoyably turgid, alternately trudging, surging and cycling psych that habitually gets compared with Hawkwind. Cope’s been all over this lot for a while now, and their latest self-titled album on Thrill Jockey kicks off with a tremendous spacerocker called “Dead”, which stands comparison with Loop (quite a big influence on a bunch of American bands these days, it seems, Wooden Shjips being very much on that trip). For all the cosmic vibes, there’s a grungy, punkish feel to White Hills, which gives dead-eyed seethers like “Three Quarters” an edginess far removed from hippy reverie. See what you think - www.myspace.com/whitehills - and I’ll get round to Major Stars and the Shjips/Moon Duo stuff sometime next week.

A load of pretty heavy psych’s been accumulating over the last few weeks: new albums from Major Stars (what an amazing guitarist Wayne Rogers is); from both Wooden Shjips and Ripley’s other project, Moon Duo; a cool new (to me, at least) band on No Quarter called Coconuts.

Muse filming Nirvana-inspired tour documentary

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Muse are set to make a warts and all tour documentary in the style of Nirvana's legendary 'Live! Tonight! Sold Out!' video. While their previous DVD's have focussed on the band's performances, bassist Chris Wolstenholme says the trio want something a little more relaxed this time round. "We'd like...

Muse are set to make a warts and all tour documentary in the style of Nirvana‘s legendary ‘Live! Tonight! Sold Out!’ video.

While their previous DVD’s have focussed on the band’s performances, bassist Chris Wolstenholme says the trio want something a little more relaxed this time round.

“We’d like to something a little bit more along the lines of a touring documentary as opposed to just a live gig this time,” Wolstenholme told Triple J.

He added: “Something a little bit more like Nirvana‘s ‘Live! Tonight! Sold Out!. I think that was one of the best tour documentaries I’ve ever watched; just life on the road and what it’s like, with obviously a bit of music here and there, and other loads of other random stuff as well.”

Muse are currently in Australia to play the Big Day Out festival.

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Lou Reed to bring ‘Metal Machine Trio’ to the UK

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Lou Reed is to tour the UK with his Metal Machine Trio this April. Reed will be joined by musicians Ulrich Krieger and Sarth Calhoun for the gigs, which will take in a night of what he calls "deep noise" and improvised sounds. The gigs are influenced by Reed's 1975 album 'Metal Machine Music' – a...

Lou Reed is to tour the UK with his Metal Machine Trio this April.

Reed will be joined by musicians Ulrich Krieger and Sarth Calhoun for the gigs, which will take in a night of what he calls “deep noise” and improvised sounds. The gigs are influenced by Reed‘s 1975 album ‘Metal Machine Music’ – although the album itself will not be being played. No songs or vocals will feature either.

Lou Reed‘s Metal Machine Trio play:

Cambridge Junction (April 17)

Oxford O2 Academy (18)

London Royal Festival Hall (19)

Paris La Cigale (21)

Oslo Sentrum (26)

Mallorca Teatre Principal de Palma (30)

Tickets are available now.

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Pavement: “Quarantine The Past”

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It’s a dubious business, calling any band empirically ‘great’. But perhaps one indicator of greatness might be the amount of controversy and whingeing generated when a ‘Best Of’ tracklisting is announced. That’s certainly the case with “Quarantine The Past”, the Pavement Best Of whose tracklisting was unveiled the other day, around the same time the promo CD arrived in the office. Fairly soon after, the Duke Of Monmouth posted here, “What do you think of the tracklisting of ‘Quarantine The Past’? Can't believe there’s no ‘Father To A Sister Of Thought’!!!” Shocking, for sure. And what about “Carrot Rope”, “Fillmore Jive”, “Half A Canyon”, “Rattled By The Rush”, “The Hexx”, “Serpentine Pad”, “Silence Kit”, “We Are Underused”, “We Dance”, “Fame Throwa”, “Stop Breathin”, “Grave Architecture”, “Platform Blues”, “Give It A Day”, “Westie Can Drum”? And so on? What’s left for “Quarantine The Past” are still 23 generally superb tracks, beginning sentimentally enough – or as sentimental as Pavement could ever be - with “Gold Soundz”, and ending with the droll call-to-arms of “Fight This Generation”. It’s always tempting to make big claims for Pavement as one of the best and, ultimately, most influential bands of the ‘90s; the sort of pompous and sententious claims, tied up in canonical thinking among other things, that the band would probably disdain. Better then, perhaps, to talk about how happy and stimulating this music still sounds to me; a pleasure which definitely transcends mere nostalgia. One of Pavement’s many haphazard gifts was to engineer a rapprochement between brainy, snarky self-consciousness and daft, ramshackle abandon, and much of the best music here – not least “Unfair”, which might just be my favourite Pavement song - pulls off that trick again and again. “Unfair” sits in an especially stellar run through the middle of “Quarantine The Past”, also featuring “Here”, “Grounded”, “Summer Babe” and “Range Life”. It’s halted somewhat by “Date w/IKEA”: without stressing over every selection on the album, this seems the most puzzling, possibly necessitated by an obligation to include two Spiral Stairs songs (No complaints about the other, “Two States”). The thought occurs, actually, that Scott might have had a fair bit to do with this tracklisting, since it notably privileges the earlier phases of the band, finding room for “Mellow Jazz Docent” as well as “Frontwards”, “In The Mouth A Desert”, “Debris Slide”, “Shoot The Singer”, “Trigger Cut” and “Box Elder”. But then it’s hard to think of good reasons why any of the above shouldn’t have been included, either. Maybe the Best Of should have been an, oh, 6CD set? That’d cover it…

It’s a dubious business, calling any band empirically ‘great’. But perhaps one indicator of greatness might be the amount of controversy and whingeing generated when a ‘Best Of’ tracklisting is announced.