I’m tired, I’m confused, I’m dirty and I’m hungry, and five yards away my girlfriend is trying to sleep… Guess I better review these demos, then.
I’m tired, I’m confused, I’m dirty and I’m hungry, and five yards away my girlfriend is trying to sleep… Guess I better review these demos, then.
What can be said about the Doors’ back story that hasn’t already been covered? The truth, for a start.
There could hardly be a more apt sounding death knell for lo-fi indie garage than Nathan Williams’ infantile pop farts. Both the genre and Wavves itself have been due a backlash for some time now.
In another universe, parallel to ours but not too distant, Mathangi ‘Maya’ Arulpragasam is the pivotal character in Pulp’s ‘Common People’.
Everyone seems to hear something different in the kind of piercing racket that only the pairing of a former hardcore guitarist and an ex-girl group singer could produce


Stars' fourth album is all over the place, but in a gloriously messy, enveloping way. My Favourite Book sounds like Morcheeba; 'Midnight Coward' like Captain; 'The Ghost Of Genova Heights' perhaps Scissor Sisters. It's tied together by a gentle decadence: swirling, ambient sounds wash over you, capturing the same spirit as Death Cab's 'Transatlanticism' and taking you somewhere purer and otherworldly. A fantastic, majestic album from a band with an insatiable creative spirit.
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