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Flaming Lips Movie Shows at US Festivals

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The Flaming Lips have revealed plans to take their feature film “Christmas On Mars” on a tour of US festivals. The film, which was written and co-directed by frontman Wayne Coyne who also stars as a Martian in the film, took seven years to complete. The Flaming Lips have also recorded an origi...

The Flaming Lips have revealed plans to take their feature film “Christmas On Mars” on a tour of US festivals.

The film, which was written and co-directed by frontman Wayne Coyne who also stars as a Martian in the film, took seven years to complete.

The Flaming Lips have also recorded an original soundtrack to the film, which will be available on DVD at the end of the year.

The film, which stars fellow F’Lips Steven Drozd and Michael Ivins, was premiered at the Sasquatch festival in Washington state and will run at US rock festivals throughout the summer.

“We’ve played it well into the night maybe six times now,” said Coyne, talking to Billboard.com.

“That group of people that comes in from two or three in the morning, they’re usually the most insane. They’ve taken their acid or their mushrooms, drank three or four Red Bulls, and they’re really in it for the long haul.”

But the film has received mixed reactions from audiences prompting Coyne to explain the film before each showing.

“At first I didn’t know if they felt they needed to be more respectful, like it’s an art movie,” he says.

“So I’ve been doing these introductions, like, ‘cheer, laugh and smoke pot!’ I don’t think people have any idea what the film is. Is this funny? Is this serious? Is this weird? Once people understand it’s all that, I think it’s a great relief.”

The Flaming Lips will play three UK festival dates this summer:

Camp Bestival East Lulworth (July 18 )

London Lovebox Weekender (July 20)

Belfast Belsonic (August 11)

Countdown to Latitude: Mark Thomas

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“If you’re not pissed off,” so says the banner on Mark Thomas’ website, “you’re not paying attention.” You could say, then, that Thomas has been professionally pissed off now for about 20 years. From his early stand-up in the late Eighties through his controversial Channel 4 series, The Mark Thomas Comedy Product, up to his recent emergence as a published author, the self-styled “libertarian anarchist” has always used comedy to highlight serious, weighty issues ranging from human rights abuses to the arms trade. He’s placed a bounty of £4,320 on the head of George Bush, read out Michael Hestletine’s home address on television and holds the Guinness record for the most demonstrations held on one day (20). We can only imagine what he might do at Latitude…

“If you’re not pissed off,” so says the banner on Mark Thomas’ website, “you’re not paying attention.” You could say, then, that Thomas has been professionally pissed off now for about 20 years.

Mudhoney Announce One-off Show

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Mudhoney have announced they will play a special one-off gig to celebrate their 20th anniversary. The band will play a single headline show at London’s Forum on July 31. Mudhoney share their anniversary with the creation of Seattle’s famous grunge label Sub Pop, who they signed to in 1989. Th...

Mudhoney have announced they will play a special one-off gig to celebrate their 20th anniversary.

The band will play a single headline show at London’s Forum on July 31.

Mudhoney share their anniversary with the creation of Seattle’s famous grunge label Sub Pop, who they signed to in 1989.

The band released a new album, The Lucky Ones, earlier this year and have re-released a deluxe, remastered edition of their 1990 classic Superfuzz Bigmuff.

Tickets cost £15 and are available from www.ticketmaster.co.uk.

The Best Of 2008 Thus Far: Results Just In

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Thanks to everyone who’s submitted their lists in response to the Best Records Of 2008 brainstorm from last week. Some excellent albums rising to the surface, and it’s especially nice to see love for No Age, Fleet Foxes and Elbow, three records which narrowly missed my original cut. If you didn’t see this week’s Uncut Newsletter (you can sign up for a regular Monday epistle by following the link on our homepage, incidentally), the editor has joined in the fun by compiling his ten from the past six months – as thwarted as I was, I think, by The Hold Steady falling into July. Here’s Allan’s ten: 1 The Felice Brothers - The Felice Brothers 2 Fleet Foxes - Fleet Foxes 3 Bon Iver - For Emma, Forever Ago 4 Drive-By Truckers - Brighter Than Creation's Spark 5 Howlin Rain - Magnificent Fiend 6 The War On Drugs - Wagonwheel Blues 7 American Music Club - The Golden Age 8 Silver Jews - Lookout Mountain, Lookout Sea 9 Joan As Policewoman - To Survive 10 Ry Cooder - I, Flathead And here’s the Wild Mercury Sound collective Top 14 (every time a record got a mention, I gave it one point, if any electoral scrutineers are trying to unpick my statistical jamming). Comments, as ever, are welcome. And while I think about it, have you ever taken a chair to a gig? I only ask because such transgressive behaviour appears to have riled a few of you who went to Neil Young’s Hop Farm show, judging by the comments to be found over here. Anyway, that chart. I’ve been especially diligent and created links to my blogs on all these. . . 1 Bon Iver - For Emma, Forever Ago (4AD) 2 The Raconteurs - Consolers Of The Lonely (XL) 3= Nick Cave & The Bad Seeds - Dig, Lazarus, Dig!!! (Mute) 3= Portishead - Third (Island) 5= Vampire Weekend - Vampire Weekend (XL) 5= Fleet Foxes - Fleet Foxes (Bella Union) 5= Elbow - The Seldom Seen Kid (Fiction) 5= Drive-By Truckers - Brighter Than Creation's Dark (New West) 9= Wild Beasts - Limbo, Panto (Domino) 9=Stephen Malkmus & The Jicks - Real Emotional Trash (Domino) 9= MGMT - Oracular Spectacular (Columbia) 9= No Age - Nouns (Sub Pop) 9= Howlin Rain - Magnificent Fiend (Birdman) 9= American Music Club - The Golden Age (Cooking Vinyl)

Thanks to everyone who’s submitted their lists in response to the Best Records Of 2008 brainstorm from last week. Some excellent albums rising to the surface, and it’s especially nice to see love for No Age, Fleet Foxes and Elbow, three records which narrowly missed my original cut.

Larry Jon Wilson Releases Album After 28 Years

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Larry Jon Wilson, the country singer who played with Kris Kristofferson and Townes Van Zandt, has released his first album for 28 years. The reclusive singer, who has only made five records in a career spanning over 40 years, was initially reluctant to record an album. He was finally persuaded on t...

Larry Jon Wilson, the country singer who played with Kris Kristofferson and Townes Van Zandt, has released his first album for 28 years.

The reclusive singer, who has only made five records in a career spanning over 40 years, was initially reluctant to record an album. He was finally persuaded on the proviso that he could he could record stripped down versions of the songs.

“I’ll do it, but I got to do it with no sticks and no plugs,” said Wilson.

Each track on his self titled acoustic album, which was released this summer on 1965 Records, was captured in one take during five days on the Florida coast.

Wilson was one of the key players in the 1970s country music “Outlaw” movement alongside Waylon Jennings, Willie Nelson and David Allan Coe and was featured in the 1975 documentary “Heartworn Highways”.

He will play four intimate live dates this month including Lounge On The Farm Festival and a one-off performance for Health & Happiness at The Gladstone in London on July 14.

For tickets see www.wegottickets.com

Live dates:

London The Sheep Walk (July 11)

Kent Lounge On The Farm (13)

London The Gladstone (14)

London 12 Bar Club (15)

Bruce Springsteen To Release Live EP

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Bruce Springsteen has announced he plans to release a live EP to raise funds for the late E Street Band keyboardist Danny Federici's cancer charity. 'Magic Tour Highlights' is available to download from July 15. It inludes four tracks and video footage of performances by Rage Against The Machine's ...

Bruce Springsteen has announced he plans to release a live EP to raise funds for the late E Street Band keyboardist Danny Federici‘s cancer charity.

‘Magic Tour Highlights’ is available to download from July 15. It inludes four tracks and video footage of performances by Rage Against The Machine‘s Tom Morello and Alejandro Escovedo.

One of the tracks, ‘4th Of July, Asbury Park (Sandy)’, features Danny Federici playing with the E Street Band for the last time. He died of melanoma in April this year.

All net profits from sales of the EP will go to the Danny Federici Melanoma Fund, as artists, record labels and iTunes store have agreed to waive their fees.

Bruce Springsteen and the E Street Band are midway through their tour of Europe and the US. They play tonight in Oslo (July 8) before travelling to Spain and finishing in Milwaukee on August 30. See www.brucespringsteen.net for more information.

The EP tracklisting is:

‘Always A Friend’ (with Alejandro Escovedo live in Houston, April 14, 2008)

‘The Ghost of Tom Joad’ (with Tom Morello live in Anaheim, April 7, 2008)

‘Turn Turn Turn’ (with Roger McGuinn live in Orlando, April 23, 2008)

‘4th Of July, Asbury Park (Sandy)’ (Danny Federici’s final performance

with the E Street Band live in Indianapolis, March 20, 2008)

Scott Walker Announces Live Shows

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Legendary recluse Scott Walker has announced a number of live performances of songs from his last two albums. But though the singer will produce and engineer shows at London's Barbican he will not be making an appearance on stage. The concerts, running from November 13-15, will focus on his more recent avant garde works Tilt and The Drift. 'Drifting And Tilting: The Songs Of Scott Walker' will be performed by his band, an orchestra and various guest vocalists. For more information and to book tickets see www.barbican.org.uk.

Legendary recluse Scott Walker has announced a number of live performances of songs from his last two albums.

But though the singer will produce and engineer shows at London’s Barbican he will not be making an appearance on stage.

The concerts, running from November 13-15, will focus on his more recent avant garde works Tilt and The Drift.

‘Drifting And Tilting: The Songs Of Scott Walker’ will be performed by his band, an orchestra and various guest vocalists.

For more information and to book tickets see www.barbican.org.uk.

Suarasama: “Fajar Di Atas Awan”

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It begins with a flutter of guitar, a dusting of cymbals. Then a female, faintly ethereal vocal arrives, accompanied by bells. At first, it sounds like she might be distant kin to the acid folk scene which still percolates away in the US; there’s a very vague resemblance to Meg Baird and Espers, perhaps. But then again, she’s not singing in English, and there’s something discreetly exotic about the song, “Dawn Over The Clouds”. That’s the English translation of the song’s title, I should say. Actually, it – and its parent album – are called “Fajar Di Atas Awan” – and they are the work of a bunch of ethnomusicologists from Sumatra called Suarasama. Since it turned up about a week ago, I’ve been obsessing over “Fajar Di Atas Awan”, and also wondering how I would describe this incredible, tranquil, deep record on Wild Mercury Sound. Given my dilettante-ish knowledge of global music, I can’t pretend to have much experience of the sounds of Indonesia, let alone the specific ones of Sumatra. I could say, in a generally rather crude way, that the beauty of this record is that it has a mystique, a spiritual imperative, that aligns it to other ‘world music’ (rotten patronising phrase, but you know what I mean) which can be appreciated by fans of psychedelia; I’m thinking of Tinariwen here, for a start. According to the sleevenotes, “Irwansyah Harahap is the main composer in the group. In his compositions he has explored various different musical concepts and aesthetics in world music, such as African, Middle Eastern, Indian, Sufi Pakistani, Eastern European, Southeast Asian, as well as North Sumatran (the Bataks and Malay) traditional music.” Again, I’m struggling to parse this. I can spot a little of the Sufi Pakistani tradition in there – if that refers to qawwali singers like Nusrat Fateh Ali Khan. But the acoustic guitar leads, the graceful melodies and so on, seem incredibly close to Western folk tradition, at times, though it’s impossible to tell whether that’s by accident or design. But in general, the whole thing blends so harmoniously that trying to separate the trace elements seems not only unnecessary, but even a little vulgar. The Drag City press release references Sandy Bull (who we’ve been listening to a lot of late), John Fahey and the collaborations of Ravi Shankar and Andre Previn, which all make certain sense: there’s that same elegant elision of Eastern and Western scales and techniques, providing a really enveloping, devotional music. I’m reminded, too, of some of the Anatolian psych collected on the Turkish edition of the “Love, Peace And Poetry” compilation series; artists who delicately adjust Eastern melodic and rhythmic strategies, rather than the appropriation of them that we’re more used to. The press release also references Ghost and Six Organs Of Admittance, and I can definitely see affinities with the latter. It should be noted, though, that “Fajar Di Atas Awan” was first released ten years ago, and that this reissue is coming out on the same label as Six Organs. Knowing Ben Chasny’s voracious appetite for music, it’s certainly plausible that Suarasama might have been a potent, semi-secret influence on the whole generation of fingerpickers, underground mystics and so on in the free folk/psych world. But I can’t recommend this record enough. I’ve just taken a cursory trip round the web to try and find anywhere where you can hear Suarasama, with no joy. But if you do manage to track it down (the reissue isn’t due ‘til August), let me know what you think, as ever.

It begins with a flutter of guitar, a dusting of cymbals. Then a female, faintly ethereal vocal arrives, accompanied by bells. At first, it sounds like she might be distant kin to the acid folk scene which still percolates away in the US; there’s a very vague resemblance to Meg Baird and Espers, perhaps. But then again, she’s not singing in English, and there’s something discreetly exotic about the song, “Dawn Over The Clouds”.

The Hold Steady – Read The Uncut Review!

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Uncut.co.uk publishes a weekly selection of music reviews; including new, reissued and compilation albums. Find out about the best here, by clicking on the album titles below. All of our reviews feature a 'submit your own review' function - we would love to hear about what you've heard lately. The...

Uncut.co.uk publishes a weekly selection of music reviews; including new, reissued and compilation albums. Find out about the best here, by clicking on the album titles below.

All of our reviews feature a ‘submit your own review’ function – we would love to hear about what you’ve heard lately.

These albums are all set for release this week (July 07):

THE HOLD STEADY – STAY POSITIVE – 5* Elliptical, euphoric and “staggeringly good” says Allan Jones, plus a Q&A with Craig Finn

MY BLOODY VALENTINE REISSUES SPECIAL- ISN’T ANYTHING/LOVELESS/THE CORAL SEA – 4/5/4* You wait 17-years…then three Kevin Shields album turn up at once

MICAH P HINSON AND THE RED EMPIRE ORCHESTRA

– 4* Select fourth outing from dolorous US twentysomething

ALBERT HAMMOND JR – ¿CóMO TE LLAMA? – 3* Sturdy second album from the most hard-working man in the Strokes

Plus here are some of UNCUT’s recommended new releases from the past few weeks – check out these albums if you haven’t already:

BECK – MODERN GUILT – 4* New label, old sound: Danger Mouse helms dreamy psych-pop on his 10th album

TRICKY – KNOWLE WEST BOY – 4* Nostalgic and accessible return to the Bristol council estate where he grew up

ELTON JOHN – ELTON JOHN/TUMBLEWEED CONNECTION

– 4*/5* Elton and Bernie’s double shot heard ‘round the world

RY COODER – I, FLATHEAD – 4* Final installment of Cooder’s “trilogy”, time-travelling back to ‘40s/’50s California. Complete with 53-page novella!

DAVID BOWIE – LIVE IN SANTA MONICA ‘72 – 4* Legendary bootleg finally gets an official release, remastered by the Dame himself

DIRTY PRETTY THINGS – ROMANCE AT SHORT NOTICE – 3* Full tilt second album from ex-Libertine

LITTLE FEAT AND FRIENDS – JOIN THE BAND – 3* All-star jam with the remaining Feat

THE WATSON TWINS – FIRE SONGS – 4* Winning Watsons exploit genetic advantage

SIGUR RÓS – WORKOUT HOLIDAY – 3* New tricks/old fallbacks from divine shoegazers

WHITE DENIM – WORKOUT HOLIDAY – 4* Psych dub garage? Texan mob go wild and weird

For more reviews from the 3000+ UNCUT archive – check out: www.www.uncut.co.uk/music/reviews.

The Hold Steady – Stay Positive

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If it was their intention with this record to, among other things, leave the listener speechless, they’ve done a good job. I’ve been listening to it virtually non-stop for the last few weeks, and I’m still trying to find the right words to describe Stay Positive, the astonishing fourth album by The Hold Steady – the vaulting ambition of which combines aspects of the dramatic euphoria and anxious nostalgia of Who’s Next and Quadrophenia and the maggoty grandeur of Lou Reed’s Berlin, alongside the scalding musical dynamics of The Attractions and familiar loud echoes of the E Street Band, especially in the hurtling, incident-packed velocity of most tracks, which, overall, are bigger, more soaringly anthemic than ever, Tad Kubler’s monster guitar parts everywhere to the fore, the sound of something waiting, somewhat impatiently, to fill stadiums. I was initially, you know, nonplussed by Craig Finn’s description of Stay Positive as an album about growing old gracefully and the apparently awkward circumstance of being in a band in your late thirties, written largely on the road. This made it sound like it might be ruminative, leaning towards morose introspection, interested only in itself, emotionally myopic. This would have been a perhaps not entirely welcome departure from the kind of songs – lurid, unflinching snapshots of drug-addled teenage losers, usually featuring key characters Holly, Gideon and Charlemagne – with which, over the course of The Hold Steady’s first three albums, Finn had established himself as a laureate of the dark American night and the people who move through it, restless, ruined and usually lost. What Craig said about Stay Positive made more sense, however, when I watched the John Cassavetes film, Opening Night, cited by him as an influence. The movie stars Gina Rowlands as an actress, much idolised by her fans, terrified by the fading of her beauty, lamenting the passing of her youth and bygone talent, and the time in which it flourished (“There’s no humour anymore and all the glamour’s dead,” she complains, a line that works it way into a song here about disillusioned sex called “Navy Sheets”). She’s further distressed by the death of a besotted fan – who’s clearly mistaken the actress for the roles she’s famously played – to which she’s an accidental witness, and is subsequently haunted by, increasing her sense of crisis. Stay Positive, similarly, is preoccupied with growing old – or, at least, older - and how we cope with the unravelling of what our lives may at one moment have promised us, ideals turning to dust and disenchantment, all that noisy youthful vim gone, eventually, to nothing. The album, also like the Cassavetes film, is overshadowed by death – here the murders of two boys, crucified one summer, elliptically recalled, the killings revisited on several songs, from shifting perspectives in a prismatic narrative reminiscent of some top-notch TV crime drama like The Wire, full of concealed meanings and uncertain significance, whatever’s happening at any given point revealed fragmentally. The album opens with the rhapsodic “Constructive Summer”, which sounds like Husker Du taking The Who’s “Baba O’Reilly” into ecstatic overdrive and appropriately placing the action that follows in the “teenage wasteland” of Pete Townshend’s troubled reverie. The song roaringly describes the last summer spent together by a group of high school friends – among them, you’re likely to think, but unnamed, Holly, Gideon and Charlemagne - in some glum mid-western mill town. There, beginning to drift after serial disappointments to the disenchanted edge of things, their circumscribed lives are illuminated, made incandescent, by rock’n’roll – “Raise a toast to St Joe Strummer/I think he may have been our only decent teacher” – which is all they have to truly believe in, a rowdy salvation. Even at its most rousing, however, there’s an anticipation here of grim things to come, regret at what they will soon leave behind, soon to be forgotten. “Growing older,” Finn sings with sad desperation over a wild tumult of guitars and keyboards, “makes it harder to remember.” A brilliant example of the kind of music – powerful and absolute – that it describes, “Constructive Summer” acts as a kind of preface, overture or, better still, the pre-credit sequence of a movie you know you aren’t going to be able to take your eyes off until the final credits fade and even then won’t be able to get out of your head for a long time after. We are then plunged headlong into an unfolding nightmare. The insanely catchy, horn-driven “Sequestered In Memphis”, with keyboard flourishes reminiscent of “Oliver’s Army” or “King Horse”, is a song about a police interrogation - someone, we don’t know who, hauled in by the cops for questioning about something’s that’s happened, we’re not told what, the chorus his version of picking up a girl and the sex that followed, a harshly descriptive but inconclusive narrative that leaves us wondering what’s actually happened and where this might all be leading. “One For The Cutters”, nasty and noir-ish, underpinned by spectral harpsichord, brings us closer to the singular event, the murders of the two boys mentioned earlier, in which the song’s central character, a thrill-seeking college girl – Holly, perhaps - is an aroused and fascinated accomplice. Finn returns repeatedly to the murders – most dramatically on the album’s centre piece, the hallucinatory “Both Crosses”, Holly’s dank visions of carnage set to an unsettling pulmonary beat, quite unlike anything they’ve previously done - in songs that refer not only to each other, but also to songs on previous albums, key lyrics teasingly appropriated from earlier tracks, dropped into Stay Positive’s narrative mosaic like clues to a larger puzzle. And so, Holly’s errant descent into drugs, careless sex and life on the groupie fringes of rock’n’roll, is recalled from the points of view of friends, abusive lovers and, on the epic country-tinged ballad, “Lord, I’m Discouraged”, a helplessly smitten witness to her self-destruction, whose final imploration is among the saddest things I’ve ever heard in a song, Kubler’s heroic guitar here a torrent of undiminished pain. In a parallel text, the anonymous narrator of “Constructive Summer” – who could also be the boy in “Party Pit”, who quits the local scene to form a band and may be a version of Finn himself – struggles in the face of largely sordid realities and festering self-doubt, vividly described on flat-out carnal rockers like “Navy Sheets”, “Yeah Sapphire” and “Magazines”, to keep alive his youthful belief in rock music as something transcendent, something that’s given loudest voice on the brilliant title track, lyrically a fierce mix of regret and rekindled promise. The worlds of these two characters finally coalesce on the album’s closing couple of tracks – the jerkily elegiac “Joke About Jamaica”, with its running references to Led Zeppelin songs, a grandiloquent grand piano bridge redolent of Costello’s “Clubland” and Tad’s most outrageous guitar solo, and the stirring closer, “Slapped Actress”, which exalts the communal relationship between performer and audience on those massive nights when the music is more than entertainment, and playing it not so much a job as a vocation, resplendent and unforgettable. Much, you’d have to say, like Stay Positive itself. Staggeringly good. ALLAN JONES CRAIG FINN Q&A How soon after Boys And Girls In America did you start mapping out the songs for Stay Positive? When we started this band, we wanted to be pretty aggressive as far as releasing albums went. So we’ve done four records in five years. To maintain that momentum, we realised around this time last year, when we over doing the festivals, Glastonbury and Latitude, whenever that was, that we’d have to get some work done on a new album before we got home. Anyway in that run of dates, we started putting rough demos together in our hotel rooms. And we got home in September or October and fleshed some of the songs out and took them on tour, played about eight of them on a tour with Art Brut that happened in November. And after that tour, we went in the studio and really made the final push. We ended up with 19 songs, which as you know became 11 for the record. Did you have a notion from the start what the album would be about? Yeah. I thought this record should maybe look at the characters I’d been writing about on the previous three albums as they got a bit older, more adult with more adult problems. One of the things the album is about is the idea of ageing gracefully. I’m 36 years old right now and making a living off rock’n’roll - and that made me think a lot about how people grow old and how at a certain age people have goals like maybe parenthood or home ownership or things like that. But you also want to stay true to some of the ideals you had when you were young. So the record jumped off a lot from those thoughts – it’s about keeping going, perseverance, how to stay true to the ideals and ideas you had when you were younger. Would it be true to say you start from a preconceived idea for an album and write songs to fit the concept? Yeah. That is true. However there is some part of it that strangely reveals itself to you as you go along – maybe if you’ve written eight songs, the next four might teach you a little bit about the first eight The songs on the album aren’t just linked to each other but flash back to older songs from previous albums – “Stay Positive”, for instance, refers back to “Hornets! Hornets!” on Separation Sunday Yeah. That’s something I’ve always done. I think of that almost as a treat to the heavy listener. It’s something that’s always in my mind, this over-arching idea of how I want to connect things. Did you have a plan from the beginning, then, that the records you made would always be somehow linked, thematically or through the characters in the songs? I think so, although I have to admit that when we first started we didn’t really think too much about a second record. But I think if you’d asked me the same question at the time, I would have said yes, although I wouldn’t have been sure that the ideas I had would ever actually be put in practise, whether we’d have a chance to do what I had in mind. Listening to the new album back to back with the first three, it’s like watching a box set of The Wire or something - the narrative interconnections, the recurrence of key characters, the way scenes flashback and overlap… That’s certainly the intention and I appreciate hearing that. The idea is hopefully that someone on their 50th listen will gets something they hadn’t caught before. John Cassavetes’ Opening Night seems to have made quite an impression on you. “Slapped Actress” specifically references the movie, but the film’s themes seem to inform other aspects of Stay Positive – notions of growing old, art v entertainment, the authenticity of performance, the conflict between public persona and private person... I’m not someone who’s emotionally moved by much film, but I got this Cassavetes box set and I was surprised by the impact his films had on me. With Opening Night, I was very drawn to this idea of the ageing actress. I mean, if you’re trading on your beauty, the ageing process is really your enemy. And Opening Night has that as a really tragic thing, her simply getting older. I was also really taken by the scene where Cassavetes wants to slap Gena Rowlands, and he says, ‘If I don’t really slap you, it won’t look real for the performance.’ And she says ‘It’s a play, why would you have to actually slap me, that’s the whole point.’ That kinda connected with the way I think people are preoccupied with my relationship with the characters I write about. I’ve always said no one really cares whether Quentin Tarantino kills people or does karate but for a songwriter there’s this question of a perceived honesty, that your songs are the story of your life. Your familiar protagonists, Holly, Gideon and Charlemagne aren’t mentioned by name on the album. Why the anonymity? They are not. Except on a track that will be on the vinyl version, ‘Ask Her For Aderall’. We left it off the CD because it just didn’t fit where we wanted it to. Every time you make a record, you have those heartbreaking decisions to make. The fans really liked it when we played it live, so I think we’ve probably surprised a lot of people by leaving it off. But people will be able to get their hands on it. I don’t name them on the other songs because I wanted to make the waters a little murkier. The characters on Stay Positive go through a lot of grim times, but what continually pulls them through is rock’n’roll. Well, my heroes are people like Joe Strummer and Bruce Springsteen. People who make you feel anything’s possible, that rock music, for instance, can be real big and important. You can’t put words on what it’s like to see Springsteen in concert – it’s so huge, so big. Do I believe in the redemptive power of rock’n’roll? Absolutely. At its peak, played with the best intentions, it can be transcendent.

If it was their intention with this record to, among other things, leave the listener speechless, they’ve done a good job.

I’ve been listening to it virtually non-stop for the last few weeks, and I’m still trying to find the right words to describe Stay Positive, the astonishing fourth album by The Hold Steady – the vaulting ambition of which combines aspects of the dramatic euphoria and anxious nostalgia of Who’s Next and Quadrophenia and the maggoty grandeur of Lou Reed’s Berlin, alongside the scalding musical dynamics of The Attractions and familiar loud echoes of the E Street Band, especially in the hurtling, incident-packed velocity of most tracks, which, overall, are bigger, more soaringly anthemic than ever, Tad Kubler’s monster guitar parts everywhere to the fore, the sound of something waiting, somewhat impatiently, to fill stadiums.

I was initially, you know, nonplussed by Craig Finn’s description of Stay Positive as an album about growing old gracefully and the apparently awkward circumstance of being in a band in your late thirties, written largely on the road.

This made it sound like it might be ruminative, leaning towards morose introspection, interested only in itself, emotionally myopic.

This would have been a perhaps not entirely welcome departure from the kind of songs – lurid, unflinching snapshots of drug-addled teenage losers, usually featuring key characters Holly, Gideon and Charlemagne – with which, over the course of The Hold Steady’s first three albums, Finn had established himself as a laureate of the dark American night and the people who move through it, restless, ruined and usually lost.

What Craig said about Stay Positive made more sense, however, when I watched the John Cassavetes film, Opening Night, cited by him as an influence. The movie stars Gina Rowlands as an actress, much idolised by her fans, terrified by the fading of her beauty, lamenting the passing of her youth and bygone talent, and the time in which it flourished (“There’s no humour anymore and all the glamour’s dead,” she complains, a line that works it way into a song here about disillusioned sex called “Navy Sheets”). She’s further distressed by the death of a besotted fan – who’s clearly mistaken the actress for the roles she’s famously played – to which she’s an accidental witness, and is subsequently haunted by, increasing her sense of crisis.

Stay Positive, similarly, is preoccupied with growing old – or, at least, older – and how we cope with the unravelling of what our lives may at one moment have promised us, ideals turning to dust and disenchantment, all that noisy youthful vim gone, eventually, to nothing.

The album, also like the Cassavetes film, is overshadowed by death – here the murders of two boys, crucified one summer, elliptically recalled, the killings revisited on several songs, from shifting perspectives in a prismatic narrative reminiscent of some top-notch TV crime drama like The Wire, full of concealed meanings and uncertain significance, whatever’s happening at any given point revealed fragmentally.

The album opens with the rhapsodic “Constructive Summer”, which sounds like Husker Du taking The Who’s “Baba O’Reilly” into ecstatic overdrive and appropriately placing the action that follows in the “teenage wasteland” of Pete Townshend’s troubled reverie.

The song roaringly describes the last summer spent together by a group of high school friends – among them, you’re likely to think, but unnamed, Holly, Gideon and Charlemagne – in some glum mid-western mill town. There, beginning to drift after serial disappointments to the disenchanted edge of things, their circumscribed lives are illuminated, made incandescent, by rock’n’roll – “Raise a toast to St Joe Strummer/I think he may have been our only decent teacher” – which is all they have to truly believe in, a rowdy salvation.

Even at its most rousing, however, there’s an anticipation here of grim things to come, regret at what they will soon leave behind, soon to be forgotten.

“Growing older,” Finn sings with sad desperation over a wild tumult of guitars and keyboards, “makes it harder to remember.”

A brilliant example of the kind of music – powerful and absolute – that it describes, “Constructive Summer” acts as a kind of preface, overture or, better still, the pre-credit sequence of a movie you know you aren’t going to be able to take your eyes off until the final credits fade and even then won’t be able to get out of your head for a long time after.

We are then plunged headlong into an unfolding nightmare. The insanely catchy, horn-driven “Sequestered In Memphis”, with keyboard flourishes reminiscent of “Oliver’s Army” or “King Horse”, is a song about a police interrogation – someone, we don’t know who, hauled in by the cops for questioning about something’s that’s happened, we’re not told what, the chorus his version of picking up a girl and the sex that followed, a harshly descriptive but inconclusive narrative that leaves us

wondering what’s actually happened and where this might all be leading.

“One For The Cutters”, nasty and noir-ish, underpinned by spectral harpsichord, brings us closer to the singular event, the murders of the two boys mentioned earlier, in which the song’s central character, a thrill-seeking college girl – Holly, perhaps – is an aroused and fascinated accomplice.

Finn returns repeatedly to the murders – most dramatically on the album’s centre piece, the hallucinatory “Both Crosses”, Holly’s dank visions of carnage set to an unsettling pulmonary beat, quite unlike anything they’ve previously done – in songs that refer not only to each other, but also to songs on previous albums, key lyrics teasingly appropriated from earlier tracks, dropped into Stay Positive’s narrative mosaic like clues to a larger puzzle.

And so, Holly’s errant descent into drugs, careless sex and life on the groupie fringes of rock’n’roll, is recalled from the points of view of friends, abusive lovers and, on the epic country-tinged ballad, “Lord, I’m Discouraged”, a helplessly smitten witness to her self-destruction, whose final imploration is among the saddest things I’ve ever heard in a song, Kubler’s heroic guitar here a torrent of undiminished pain.

In a parallel text, the anonymous narrator of “Constructive Summer” – who could also be the boy in “Party Pit”, who quits the local scene to form a band and may be a version of Finn himself – struggles in the face of largely sordid realities and festering self-doubt, vividly described on flat-out carnal rockers like “Navy Sheets”, “Yeah Sapphire” and “Magazines”, to keep alive his youthful belief in rock music as something transcendent, something that’s given loudest voice on the brilliant title track, lyrically a fierce mix of regret and rekindled promise.

The worlds of these two characters finally coalesce on the album’s closing couple of tracks – the jerkily elegiac “Joke About Jamaica”, with its running references to Led Zeppelin songs, a grandiloquent grand piano bridge redolent of Costello’s “Clubland” and Tad’s most outrageous guitar solo, and the stirring closer, “Slapped Actress”, which exalts the communal relationship between performer and audience on those massive nights when the music is more than entertainment, and playing it not so much a job as a vocation, resplendent and unforgettable. Much, you’d have to say, like Stay Positive itself. Staggeringly good.

ALLAN JONES

CRAIG FINN Q&A

How soon after Boys And Girls In America did you start mapping out the songs for Stay Positive?

When we started this band, we wanted to be pretty aggressive as far as releasing albums went. So we’ve done four records in five years. To maintain that momentum, we realised around this time last year, when we over doing the festivals, Glastonbury and Latitude, whenever that was, that we’d have to get some work done on a new album before we got home. Anyway in that run of dates, we started putting rough demos together in our hotel rooms. And we got home in September or October and fleshed some of the songs out and took them on tour, played about eight of them on a tour with Art Brut that happened in November. And after that tour, we went in the studio and really made the final push. We ended up with 19 songs, which as you know became 11 for the record.

Did you have a notion from the start what the album would be about?

Yeah. I thought this record should maybe look at the characters I’d been writing about on the previous three albums as they got a bit older, more adult with more adult problems. One of the things the album is about is the idea of ageing gracefully. I’m 36 years old right now and making a living off rock’n’roll – and that made me think a lot about how people grow old and how at a certain age people have goals like maybe parenthood or home ownership or things like that. But you also want to stay true to some of the ideals you had when you were young. So the record jumped off a lot from those thoughts – it’s about keeping going, perseverance, how to stay true to the ideals and ideas you had when you were younger.

Would it be true to say you start from a preconceived idea for an album and write songs to fit the concept?

Yeah. That is true. However there is some part of it that strangely reveals itself to you as you go along – maybe if you’ve written eight songs, the next four might teach you a little bit about the first eight

The songs on the album aren’t just linked to each other but flash back to older songs from previous albums – “Stay Positive”, for instance, refers back to “Hornets! Hornets!” on Separation Sunday

Yeah. That’s something I’ve always done. I think of that almost as a treat to the heavy listener. It’s something that’s always in my mind, this over-arching idea of how I want to connect things.

Did you have a plan from the beginning, then, that the records you made would always be somehow linked, thematically or through the characters in the songs?

I think so, although I have to admit that when we first started we didn’t really think too much about a second record. But I think if you’d asked me the same question at the time, I would have said yes, although I wouldn’t have been sure that the ideas I had would ever actually be put in practise, whether we’d have a chance to do what I had in mind.

Listening to the new album back to back with the first three, it’s like watching a box set of The Wire or something – the narrative interconnections, the recurrence of key characters, the way scenes flashback and overlap…

That’s certainly the intention and I appreciate hearing that. The idea is hopefully that someone on their 50th listen will gets something they hadn’t caught before.

John Cassavetes’ Opening Night seems to have made quite an impression on you. “Slapped Actress” specifically references the movie, but the film’s themes seem to inform other aspects of Stay Positive – notions of growing old, art v entertainment, the authenticity of performance, the conflict between public persona and private person…

I’m not someone who’s emotionally moved by much film, but I got this Cassavetes box set and I was surprised by the impact his films had on me. With Opening Night, I was very drawn to this idea of the ageing actress. I mean, if you’re trading on your beauty, the ageing process is really your enemy. And Opening Night has that as a really tragic thing, her simply getting older.

I was also really taken by the scene where Cassavetes wants to slap Gena Rowlands, and he says, ‘If I don’t really slap you, it won’t look real for the performance.’ And she says ‘It’s a play, why would you have to actually slap me, that’s the whole point.’ That kinda connected with the way I think people are preoccupied with my relationship with the characters I write about. I’ve always said no one really cares whether Quentin Tarantino kills people or does karate but for a songwriter there’s this question of a perceived honesty, that your songs are the story of your life.

Your familiar protagonists, Holly, Gideon and Charlemagne aren’t mentioned by name on the album. Why the anonymity?

They are not. Except on a track that will be on the vinyl version, ‘Ask Her For Aderall’. We left it off the CD because it just didn’t fit where we wanted it to. Every time you make a record, you have those heartbreaking decisions to make. The fans really liked it when we played it live, so I think we’ve probably surprised a lot of people by leaving it off. But people will be able to get their hands on it. I don’t name them on the other songs because I wanted to make the waters a little murkier.

The characters on Stay Positive go through a lot of grim times, but what continually pulls them through is rock’n’roll.

Well, my heroes are people like Joe Strummer and Bruce Springsteen. People who make you feel anything’s possible, that rock music, for instance, can be real big and important. You can’t put words on what it’s like to see Springsteen in concert – it’s so huge, so big. Do I believe in the redemptive power of rock’n’roll? Absolutely. At its peak, played with the best intentions, it can be transcendent.

My Bloody Valentine Reissues Special- Isn’t Anything/Loveless/The Coral Sea

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By the end of 1991 the possibilities for British music seemed boundless. Released within six months, by groups commonly dismissed as idlers, chancers or neurotically perfectionist procrastinators, Massive Attack's Blue Lines, Primal Scream's Screamadelica and My Bloody Valentine's Loveless suddenly seemed abundant proof of an unlikely renaissance. 17 years later you might wonder where exactly it all went wrong. Nevertheless, all three groups, by now venerable institutions, coincidentally return this summer: Massive to curate Meltdown, the Scream with another album of midlife krautrock - but all anyone seems to be talking about is the return of My Bloody Valentine. Is this all just a lesson in the artful cultivation of mystique? Many 30/40somethings seem keen to stoke the myth of Shields as their generation's Brian Wilson, a fearless sonic adventurer who pushed too far, too soon and burnt out. But by many accounts – including Shields himself, who blamed “mental illness” for the long absence, but didn't specify whose – the chief casualties of My Bloody Valentine's creative block were the prematurely grey, psychologically shattered studio hands and label staff who had to deal with their cosmic intransigence. And Shields might add that he never really went away, just majorly lost the creative plot for a decade or so, opting to muddle along as a remixer, producer and occasional hired musician rather than release some half-hearted contractual obligation into a world already full of them. So maybe it really is all about the music, and a humble sense of quality control. Ahead of the band's reformation this summer, newly remastered editions of their two albums proper provides a fresh opportunity to work out just why, of all the bands to shamble, jangle and swoon their way through the tail of the 80s and into the 90s, MBV have proved the most original, enduring and revered. The remasters are due to be released with extensive sleevenotes from Shields detailing the practical rationale, but, in typical style, they have yet to arrive. So you'll have to imagine the relish he felt refining and redefining recordings that prompted early listeners to question whether their vinyl was warped or their record player drunk. Such is his delight in the task, he has actually produced two versions of Loveless – one from a combination of DAT and analogue, and one solely from the original analogue tapes. I can only take this as Kevin's invitation to play both discs simultaneously, ideally running microsonically in and out of sync. If you also set up the vinyl edition for some genuinely 3D phasing, you could doubtless provoke a minor seismic disturbance, a rift in the soniferous aether, or at the very least, a really colourful migraine. You'll have to wait for Shields own take for the precise details, but what's obvious to even the cloth-eared is that both albums sound uncannily fresh: the audio equivalent of some old master – in this case a de Kooning or Pollock – restored to the vivid, vibrant initial imagining. On the analogue edition of Loveless, particularly, it feels like you can pick out the “brushstrokes” - individual drones and strums - within what seemed a fine mist of feedback. Listened to side by side, you can also hear the huge strides the band made between records. The single “You Made Me Realise” in the summer of 1988 was the first from-the-blue thunderbolt to suggest that something was up with a group previously dismissed as sour goths and lazy janglers. But Isn't Anything, release later that year, exceeded all expectations. In rock algebra you might deduce that they'd worked out some new equation involving the barbed languor of the Mary Chain, the speedfreak urgency of Sonic Youth, and a dash of the Vaselines' sauce - but none of that accounts for the savagely sensual results. It was as though a lovechild of some 1975 one-night stand between Metal Machine Music and Another Green World had finally come of age. It now seems almost quaint to think of a two-year recording session as an epic gestation (though admittedly it was a tad longer than the five days McGee had hoped for), but in the time between Isn't Anything and Loveless, an entire subculture of imitation and expectation flourished around the band. Trailed by the locked-groove clang and coo of “Soon”, and the “To Here Knows When”, Loveless almost felt like an anti-climax at the time, but is now regularly hailed as the rock record of the decade, an influence to this day, finally reaching the daft heart of the mainstream via the new Coldplay album. After all this time, it certainly still feels like the last real sonic innovation in indie rock, a deconstruction of rock's riffing presence into an intimately immense, roiling colour field – a ne plus ultra of a certain kind of rock as much as Rothko was to a certain kind of painting. Appropriately enough, the Rothko comparison is made by Patti Smith, describing the dense sea through which “the passenger M.” - her friend, photographer Robert Mapplethorpe – passes, starsailing on one last cruise to see the southern cross before his death, in her poetic requiem The Coral Sea. On this double disc set, comprising two shows at the Royal Festival Hall in 2005 and 2006, Shields performs the whole elemental range, with a series of guitars tuned and distorted to sound like church organs, harmoniums, ocean rain, churning waves, buzzing jungles and thunderstorms. It's a stunning performance, drawing fire from Smith's stentorian performance, providing the ballast for the voyage of her Rimbaudian drunken boat. Smith once remarked that Tom Verlaine played guitar “like a thousand bluebirds screaming”, and you wonder what she would dream up for Shields on this form. A squadron of hummingbirds? The charred calm following the firebombing of Dresden? The lovesick shrieks of pterodactyls? A Debussy symphony haunting a steel mill? Whatever your sonic cathedral of choice, on this evidence, if My Bloody Valentine ever do get round to making that difficult third album, we're in for a treat. STEPHEN TROUSSÉ

By the end of 1991 the possibilities for British music seemed boundless. Released within six months, by groups commonly dismissed as idlers, chancers or neurotically perfectionist procrastinators, Massive Attack‘s Blue Lines, Primal Scream‘s Screamadelica and My Bloody Valentine‘s Loveless suddenly seemed abundant proof of an unlikely renaissance. 17 years later you might wonder where exactly it all went wrong. Nevertheless, all three groups, by now venerable institutions, coincidentally return this summer: Massive to curate Meltdown, the Scream with another album of midlife krautrock – but all anyone seems to be talking about is the return of My Bloody Valentine.

Is this all just a lesson in the artful cultivation of mystique? Many 30/40somethings seem keen to stoke the myth of Shields as their generation’s Brian Wilson, a fearless sonic adventurer who pushed too far, too soon and burnt out.

But by many accounts – including Shields himself, who blamed “mental illness” for the long absence, but didn’t specify whose – the chief casualties of My Bloody Valentine’s creative block were the prematurely grey, psychologically shattered studio hands and label staff who had to deal with their cosmic intransigence. And Shields might add that he never really went away, just majorly lost the creative plot for a decade or so, opting to muddle along as a remixer, producer and occasional hired musician rather than release some half-hearted contractual obligation into a world already full of them.

So maybe it really is all about the music, and a humble sense of quality control. Ahead of the band’s reformation this summer, newly remastered editions of their two albums proper provides a fresh opportunity to work out just why, of all the bands to shamble, jangle and swoon their way through the tail of the 80s and into the 90s, MBV have proved the most original, enduring and revered.

The remasters are due to be released with extensive sleevenotes from Shields detailing the practical rationale, but, in typical style, they have yet to arrive. So you’ll have to imagine the relish he felt refining and redefining recordings that prompted early listeners to question whether their vinyl was warped or their record player drunk. Such is his delight in the task, he has actually produced two versions of Loveless – one from a combination of DAT and analogue, and one solely from the original analogue tapes. I can only take this as Kevin’s invitation to play both discs simultaneously, ideally running microsonically in and out of sync. If you also set up the vinyl edition for some genuinely 3D phasing, you could doubtless provoke a minor seismic disturbance, a rift in the soniferous aether, or at the very least, a really colourful migraine.

You’ll have to wait for Shields own take for the precise details, but what’s obvious to even the cloth-eared is that both albums sound uncannily fresh: the audio equivalent of some old master – in this case a de Kooning or Pollock – restored to the vivid, vibrant initial imagining. On the analogue edition of Loveless, particularly, it feels like you can pick out the “brushstrokes” – individual drones and strums – within what seemed a fine mist of feedback.

Listened to side by side, you can also hear the huge strides the band made between records. The single “You Made Me Realise” in the summer of 1988 was the first from-the-blue thunderbolt to suggest that something was up with a group previously dismissed as sour goths and lazy janglers. But Isn’t Anything, release later that year, exceeded all expectations. In rock algebra you might deduce that they’d worked out some new equation involving the barbed languor of the Mary Chain, the speedfreak urgency of Sonic Youth, and a dash of the Vaselines‘ sauce – but none of that accounts for the savagely sensual results. It was as though a lovechild of some 1975 one-night stand between Metal Machine Music and Another Green World had finally come of age.

It now seems almost quaint to think of a two-year recording session as an epic gestation (though admittedly it was a tad longer than the five days McGee had hoped for), but in the time between Isn’t Anything and Loveless, an entire subculture of imitation and expectation flourished around the band.

Trailed by the locked-groove clang and coo of “Soon”, and the “To Here Knows When”, Loveless almost felt like an anti-climax at the time, but is now regularly hailed as the rock record of the decade, an influence to this day, finally reaching the daft heart of the mainstream via the new Coldplay album. After all this time, it certainly still feels like the last real sonic innovation in indie rock, a deconstruction of rock’s riffing presence into an intimately immense, roiling colour field – a ne plus ultra of a certain kind of rock as much as Rothko was to a certain kind of painting.

Appropriately enough, the Rothko comparison is made by Patti Smith, describing the dense sea through which “the passenger M.” – her friend, photographer Robert Mapplethorpe – passes, starsailing on one last cruise to see the southern cross before his death, in her poetic requiem The Coral Sea.

On this double disc set, comprising two shows at the Royal Festival Hall in 2005 and 2006, Shields performs the whole elemental range, with a series of guitars tuned and distorted to sound like church organs, harmoniums, ocean rain, churning waves, buzzing jungles and thunderstorms. It’s a stunning performance, drawing fire from Smith’s stentorian performance, providing the ballast for the voyage of her Rimbaudian drunken boat.

Smith once remarked that Tom Verlaine played guitar “like a thousand bluebirds screaming”, and you wonder what she would dream up for Shields on this form. A squadron of hummingbirds? The charred calm following the firebombing of Dresden? The lovesick shrieks of pterodactyls? A Debussy symphony haunting a steel mill? Whatever your sonic cathedral of choice, on this evidence, if My Bloody Valentine ever do get round to making that difficult third album, we’re in for a treat.

STEPHEN TROUSSÉ

Micah P Hinson And The Red Empire Orchestra

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Much has been made of Micah P Hinson’s turbulent life. From teenage drug addiction, jail and homelessness, the Texan already had a reservoir of experience from which to draw the doleful country-folk songs of debut …And The Gospel Of Progress. Four years and two further albums on, press interviews have shown him intent on losing his image as a reformed fuck-up, but astute enough to realise it makes a damn good backstory. With that in mind, it’s tempting to read more into this new record. There appears, for instance, to be a recurring theme of letting go, while simultaneously questing for things he fears unattainable. “Constantly craving something that isn’t mine”, he sings, against the urgent hum of a Hammond organ, on “Tell Me It Ain’t So”. At other times, he’s haunted by thoughts of dying alone and, as on “You Will Find Me”, the idea “that these are dreams that I only dream/ Do I dream alone?”. But the real beauty of this wholly engaging record is the contrast between Hinson’s dry basso profundo and the (almost) euphoric banks of strings that swell behind banjos and acoustic guitars. The chamber music-noir of “I Keep Havin’ These Dreams” sounds like a despondent relative of “Eleanor Rigby”, while “We Won’t Have To Be Lonesome” has the ‘60s sweep of a Spectoresque teen ballad. As does “Sunrise Over The Olympus Mons”, whereby Hinson mutters “Oh love of my life” into the infinite space of a drained shot glass. Imagine Jack Nitzsche producing Silver Jews. Of course, nobody does solitary quite like Micah P either. His own peculiar, twilit world is evoked strongest on “Threw The Stone” and “The Fire Came Up To My Knees”, his bony voice backed by the faintest of guitar figures. Rich in its moods, this could well be Hinson’s best yet. ROB HUGHES

Much has been made of Micah P Hinson’s turbulent life. From teenage drug addiction, jail and homelessness, the Texan already had a reservoir of experience from which to draw the doleful country-folk songs of debut …And The Gospel Of Progress. Four years and two further albums on, press interviews have shown him intent on losing his image as a reformed fuck-up, but astute enough to realise it makes a damn good backstory.

With that in mind, it’s tempting to read more into this new record. There appears, for instance, to be a recurring theme of letting go, while simultaneously questing for things he fears unattainable. “Constantly craving something that isn’t mine”, he sings, against the urgent hum of a Hammond organ, on “Tell Me It Ain’t So”. At other times, he’s haunted by thoughts of dying alone and, as on “You Will Find Me”, the idea “that these are dreams that I only dream/ Do I dream alone?”.

But the real beauty of this wholly engaging record is the contrast between Hinson’s dry basso profundo and the (almost) euphoric banks of strings that swell behind banjos and acoustic guitars. The chamber music-noir of “I Keep Havin’ These Dreams” sounds like a despondent relative of “Eleanor Rigby”, while “We Won’t Have To Be Lonesome” has the ‘60s sweep of a Spectoresque teen ballad.

As does “Sunrise Over The Olympus Mons”, whereby Hinson mutters “Oh love of my life” into the infinite space of a drained shot glass. Imagine Jack Nitzsche producing Silver Jews.

Of course, nobody does solitary quite like Micah P either. His own peculiar, twilit world is evoked strongest on “Threw The Stone” and “The Fire Came Up To My Knees”, his bony voice backed by the faintest of guitar figures. Rich in its moods, this could well be Hinson’s best yet.

ROB HUGHES

Latitude Add More Artists To The Bill

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Latitude have announced a string of new acts appearing on the first day on this year's festival. Emmy The Great, one of the most charming songwriters to come out of the anti-folk scene, will play the Sunrise Arena on Friday July 18. Singer/songwriter Tom Baxter and jazz singer Beth Rowley, will b...

Latitude have announced a string of new acts appearing on the first day on this year’s festival.

Emmy The Great, one of the most charming songwriters to come out of the anti-folk scene, will play the Sunrise Arena on Friday July 18.

Singer/songwriter Tom Baxter and jazz singer Beth Rowley, will both play the Uncut Arena, joining Nizlopi, The Bookhouse Boys and Golden Silvers.

Joining the abundance of new talent on Huw Stephen’s BBC Introducing Lake Stage will be up and coming Liverpool band Wave Machines.

With just days to go until the festival kicks off Uncut are highlighting the must-see acts on our Countdown to Latitude.

For a full line-up and travel information see www.latitudefestival.co.uk

ALBERT HAMMOND JR – ¿Cómo Te Llama?

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Hammond seems to be on a one-man mission to demonstrate to his seemingly indefinitely-in-limbo Strokes bandmates that's it's really not so hard to make a pretty good powerpop record. Hard on the heels of 2006's Yours to Keep, ¿Cómo Te Llama? is another baker's dozen of short, sharp indie-rock workouts, drawing on the jerky dazzle of Television (“Rocket”), the twinkly side of the Velvets (instrumental “Spooky Couch”) and the popcraft of the Cars (apparently Ric Ocasek helped decide which tunes made the cut). None of it is in any sense inspired, and Hammond tries his hand at that Swiss-finishing-school skank once too often, but many tracks here could comfortably make it onto First Impressions of Earth. STEPHEN TROUSSE

Hammond seems to be on a one-man mission to demonstrate to his seemingly indefinitely-in-limbo Strokes bandmates that’s it’s really not so hard to make a pretty good powerpop record.

Hard on the heels of 2006’s Yours to Keep, ¿Cómo Te Llama? is another baker’s dozen of short, sharp indie-rock workouts, drawing on the jerky dazzle of Television (“Rocket”), the twinkly side of the Velvets (instrumental “Spooky Couch”) and the popcraft of the Cars (apparently Ric Ocasek helped decide which tunes made the cut). None of it is in any sense inspired, and Hammond tries his hand at that Swiss-finishing-school skank once too often, but many tracks here could comfortably make it onto First Impressions of Earth.

STEPHEN TROUSSE

Countdown to Latitude: Bill Bailey

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Coming to you live from Mars, the sci-fi loving Never Mind The Buzzcocks team captain will be dispensing more of his unique brand of humour in the Comedy Area. Bailey will doubtless be one of Latitude’s highlights – his fantastic sets usually feature surreal, digressive routines covering everything from Star Trek to otters. You could reasonably expect some musical interludes – he’s an accomplished pianist and guitarist as well as a brilliant comedian – and possibly even an appearance from his Kraftwerk tribute band, Augenblick. He might also even be able to shed some light on the flurry of recent internet speculation that he’s been cast in the forthcoming The Hobbit movie – playing, of all things, a dwarf. Whatever, Bailey’s peculiar brand of psychedelic comedy madness feels a remarkably natural fit among the pear cider and painted sheep.

Coming to you live from Mars, the sci-fi loving Never Mind The Buzzcocks team captain will be dispensing more of his unique brand of humour in the Comedy Area. Bailey will doubtless be one of Latitude’s highlights – his fantastic sets usually feature surreal, digressive routines covering everything from Star Trek to otters.

UPDATE: Micah P. Hinson, Paul Heaton and Patrick Watson

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Latitude Festival have announced yet more additions to the amazing lineup, starting with Texan singer-songwriter Micah P. Hinson! These New Puritans and Team Waterpolo will play the main Obelisk stage and Malcom Middleton and The Shortwave Set have been added to the Sunrise Arena. This will be o...

Latitude Festival have announced yet more additions to the amazing lineup, starting with Texan singer-songwriter Micah P. Hinson!

British Sea Power To Curate Festival

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British Sea Power have announced they will hold their own festival, set to take place in the grounds of the Tan Inn Pub in the Yorkshire Dales – the highest pub in the UK – on August 29-31. BSP will play the festival, which has been christened 'Sing Ye From The Hillside!', and will make further...

British Sea Power have announced they will hold their own festival, set to take place in the grounds of the Tan Inn Pub in the Yorkshire Dales – the highest pub in the UK – on August 29-31.

BSP will play the festival, which has been christened ‘Sing Ye From The Hillside!’, and will make further line-up announcements before the event.

Frontman Yan may have given some clues to the line-up in this month’s issue of Uncut Magazine where he reveals his most treasured albums in ‘My Life In Music’.

“When I was eight, I ended up with a load of Wurzels vinyl and me and my brother used to sing along, trying to work out the relationship was between farm machinery and girls,” says Yan. “We’re officially twinned with The Wurzels in the way that towns are.”

The famously playful band, who once bamboozled journalists by handing them grid reference coordinates instead of a press release, have worked with local Dent Brewery to create a new beer especially for the festival.

The event is also set to feature husky racing and duck herding as part of the fun.

British Sea Power will play a set at Latitude festival and the following live dates.

Suffolk Latitude Festival (July 18)

Brighton Corn Exchange (October 2)

Southampton University (3)

Cambridge Junction (5)

The Breeders Announce Extra Live Show

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The Breeders have announced they will play an extra London date at Shepherds Bush Empire on September 3. Kim Deal’s band will squeeze in a live show between their four UK festival appearance, including a slot at this year’s Latitude festival. The band will then go on to tour Europe, Australia ...

The Breeders have announced they will play an extra London date at Shepherds Bush Empire on September 3.

Kim Deal’s band will squeeze in a live show between their four UK festival appearance, including a slot at this year’s Latitude festival.

The band will then go on to tour Europe, Australia and the US to promote their latest album Mountain Battles.

The dates:

Suffolk Latitude Festival (July 20)

Inveraray, Scotland Connect Festival (August 29)

Stradbally Ireland Electric Picnic (30)

London Shepards Bush (September 3)

Isle of Wight Bestival (5)

Countdown To Latitude: The Mars Volta

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In this month's Uncut, Guy Garvey previews Latitude and notes, with regard to The Mars Volta, "We're all into some heavy prog." A sceptic might say that you'd need to be, given that this remarkable Californian band have a much more unambiguous relationship with prog rock than most of their more timid contemporaries. When they're on form, though, The Mars Volta are one of modern rock's strangest and most gripping spectacles. Cedric Bixler-Zavalas and Omar Rodriguez-Lopez' band conjure up a frantic combination of punk rock velocity, Santana-esque virtuosity, strangulated vocal ululations, dub-derived sonic trickery, Latino rhythms, the more complicated bits of Yes, mind-blowingly unintelligible lyrics and - yes! - some pretty excellent tunes. Mars Volta shows are often wild, untethered and epic. But for newcomers (and for some mildly shellshocked veterans), the relative economy of a headlining slot on the Uncut stage might just work to their advantage. Get a good position to watch Bixler's fabulous gymnastics, and let's hope they play "Cicatriz ESP", right?

In this month’s Uncut, Guy Garvey previews Latitude and notes, with regard to The Mars Volta, “We’re all into some heavy prog.” A sceptic might say that you’d need to be, given that this remarkable Californian band have a much more unambiguous relationship with prog rock than most of their more timid contemporaries.

Neil Young Wows Crowds at Hop Farm

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Neil Young delighted fans with a classic career-spanning set at Hop Farm Festival yesterday (July 6). Dressed in a paint-splattered jacket and jeans, Young launched in the opener ‘Love and Only Love’ from his 1990 album Ragged Glory before playing an extended version of ‘Hey Hey My My’. Y...

Neil Young delighted fans with a classic career-spanning set at Hop Farm Festival yesterday (July 6).

Dressed in a paint-splattered jacket and jeans, Young launched in the opener ‘Love and Only Love’ from his 1990 album Ragged Glory before playing an extended version of ‘Hey Hey My My’.

Young then surprised fans with a rendition of ‘I’ve Been Waiting For You’, from his first album before playing ‘Spirit Road’ and a furious ‘Fuckin’ Up’.

Switching to acoustic guitar midway through the set, Young played favourites from his 1972 classic Harvest including ‘Old Man’, ‘Heart Of Gold’ and ‘The Needle And The Damage Done’.

“I don’t play this very often. I don’t know why…” said Young.

For his encore, Neil Young performed an unexpected cover of The Beatles ‘A Day In The Life’.

For a full review of Neil Young’s set see Uncut’s Live Blog.

Neil Young’s latest directorial project, “CSNY DEJA VU” opens at cinemas on July 18. To celebrate we’ve got three pairs of tickets to the exclusive preview screening in London on July 14. See the CSNY DEJA VU competition for details.

The setlist:

Love And Only Love

Hey Hey, My My

Everybody Knows This Is Nowhere

I’ve Been Waiting For You

Spirit Road

Fuckin’ Up

Oh, Lonesome Me

Mother Earth

The Needle And The Damage Done

Unknown Legend

Heart Of Gold

Old Man

Get Back To The Country

Words

No Hidden Path

A Day In The Life

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