lsteinberg has written the following articles:
With his new solo album District Line Hüsker Dü and Sugar mainman Bob Mould seems to have finally become comfortable in his own skin. DiS finds out what's currently inspiring the indie-rock legend»
David Brewis’ Field Music seemed to unfairly miss some rightful acclaim, but some of the greatest music isn’t for the ears of the masses. Now, without the aid of his former bandmates, Brewis’ School Of Language project boldly continues in the same experimental, engaging vein»
Put four lads in a room and tell them to write a modern indie rock record, No Fighting in the War Room would probably be the result. The Harrisons pour nostalgia and frustration into a solid package, but fail to rise above a narrow set of influences»
No matter how big The Hives have become and how many Tesco clubcard points you can earn by picking up their new album with a packet of bran flakes, there’s something eternally compelling about their energy and commitment on stage»
Bordeaux math-rock power trio Sincabeza are Souvaris’ touring partners and they instantly command the respect of the audience thanks to their mesmerizing, loose-limbed drummer»
"You’ve got to accept that when you make the kind of music we make, we can’t expect a living." Future Of The Left's Andy Falkous is in an upbeat mood as DiS's Lianne Steinberg questions the frontman on his band's debut album Curses - "we didn’t make a record that was an eight" - and the future that lies beyond it...»
Evidently the main advantage that teen siblings Ivan and Ada have as Tiny Masters of Today is that they’re creating from pure instinct because they haven’t had time to be over-exposed to music...»
There is no romance around Old Trafford Cricket Ground. Among the estimated 50k punters there are plenty of scummy men, making wanking motions as they gesticulate at the VIPs up in the seated pavilion. Red-faced and pissed out of their heads, they spill beer over themselves because they’re no longer able to control their own limbs. Occasionally, a glance around the chaotic arena even reveals some blokes unashamedly relieving themselves into the paper beer cups because the queue for the toilet is too unbearable. All this and it’s still broad daylight.»
Beginning with some foot-stomps and handclaps before singer Michael Trent starts sleazing into a radio mic, Don’t Dance Rattlesnake is so far, so Orson...»
If Tim Wheeler was going to have a solo career, he would have done it by now. Rather than leaving good old Rick and Mark behind, Ash’s songs have become a vehicle to display their frontman’s songwriting maturity...»
It’s been two years since Nine Black Alps arrived, seemingly from nowhere, to a flurry of anticipation and expectation with their debut album, Everything Is. Now, as they prepare to release its follow-up, singer Sam Forrest is keen to distance the band from all those Nirvana comparisons...
"I don’t want to be seen as being Mr Grunge Lite in 30 years’ time..."»
By now it’s been proven by Brighton duo Blood Red Shoes that having only guitar, vocals and drums between you doesn’t mean you have to sound like half a band shouting in a vacuum...»
What’s outstanding about this release is not the dramatic vibrancy of Hush The Many’s sound, but the fact that the song with the most elegiac beauty, ‘In Bloom’, is the B-side...»
I’ve never met the man, but I’m convinced that Rough Trade A&R guru and Libertines signer James Endeacott – now at the helm of 1965 Records – hasn’t been eating the same cereal for the past five years...»
Dorp are one of those bands that are made for European MTV or worse, Eurovision...»
There’s something about American indie that can still knock blocks off what we produce over here and Philadelphia’s Creeping Weeds are more than aware of the power of understated pop hooks...»
No one is left in any doubt that, in the flesh, Hot Club de Paris can surpass the energy and passion of their amazing debut album...»
Admittedly, I audibly sighed when I discovered that I was to review this re-release. Musically, my summer was blighted by the ubiquitous 'Monster' as well as the nails-squeaking-down-a-board backing vocals of their diminutive keyboardist, Alex Pennie...»
It’s generally accepted within Manchester at the moment that if you want to see a band who have no qualms about confronting you with hacksaw searing tunes while making you want to dance, then Stranger Son of WB are the ones to do it. Having changed their rhythm section this year, each member now functions as an equal quarter of the same vile monster. »
Banish all those terrible memories of The Wonderstuff’s Miles Hunt wearing check shorts, because for once a band can thank their lucky stars they’re from the Midlands. As NME moves its finger of fortune away from (ahem) ‘New Yorkshire’ to Wolverhampton and Coventry, it’s supposedly time for a new movement in 2007...»
The fantastically named Patch Lagunas sings of the joys of getting nicked for violent boredom-induced behaviour in a manner that The Ordinary Boys’ Preston would give his right kidney for...»
When Mark Lanegan joined Greg Dulli’s Twilight Singers on stage during their recent European tour, he would sheepishly peep out from beyond the backstage curtains before taking on a three-song collaboration mid-set...»
So retro their tan cords probably bear the stains from several nights dominating the local pub circuit...»
It may be by default but ex-Libertine John Hassall has assumed a sense of quiet dignity in his present musical dealings. By existing in the outer ring of the Doherty-Barat drama, Yeti has been allowed to develop just under the radar. With only two well-received singles under their belts, they’ve begun to carve out their niche without falling prey to the whims of the music press...»
Jesus, if I wanted to hear Jeremy Paxman fronting a band, then surely I’d be able to get my kicks during Comic Relief? He could get what’s-his-face Hislop on drums and re-christen Paul Merton ‘House of Lords’ and the end result would be the same as this pile of tosh. »
It’s a pain in the arse trying to think of a name for a band, especially when you hope to capture the essence of something so intrinsically intangible. Fortunately for Belfast musician Peter Wilson, he hit the nail on the head with the moniker Duke Special. With the rusty air of vaudeville, it’s as though he’s emerged from the yellowing pages of a children’s fairytale...»
If this Canadian six-piece want to distance themselves from the numerous Smiths comparisons that have been thrown at them, then this isn’t really going to help. But what the hell – this is The Smiths and then some...»
It’s an old cliché that when handed the golden opportunity, you put a lifetime of thoughts, creativity and heart into your debut album. Bypassing obvious comparisons with their famous fellow Yorkshiremen, Milburn now have the opportunity to step up, supposedly brimming with attitude and something to say...»
There’s something quite special about Aim’s Andy Turner. Occupying the strange, solitary terrain of label boss, multi-musician and devoted dad, Flight 602 has made its way into the world after plenty of twists and tweaks...»
There are two things that save this track from falling into typical introspective folk fodder – the high spun harmony of Emmy the Great on backing vocals and the trip and cut of the music three-quarters of the way through the track...»
