The Cast Of Cheers – Family

The Cast Of Cheers ‘sort-of’ (i.e. on a label for the first time) debut album comes out today. This is old ground on Horses Playing Harps, but it’s still a great story. An album they recorded a couple of years ago in a few days > available on the bandcamp website for free > shitloads of downloads > signed up sharpish. So it’s difficult to know what to call Family by The Cast of Cheers. From listening to it this week, it’s clear we should be referring to it as their second album, because it’s a gentle evolution of sound from Chariot, the aforementioned free album.

It’s still spiky, sharp and melodic math-rock in places, but it’s all reigned in a little bit more than on the previous album, and this is a sound that works for them. Whereas Chariot was quite prickly and jagged, Family feels like it has had more time to rest and mature, with slow-burning poppish elements seeping into the sound, making this album feel like a real keeper.

It feels like they have tamed a tiger. Sure, its claws are filed down, but it’s still capable of giving you a decent brawl, and therefore all a little bit more lovable because of it. Opening track ‘Family’ is a loopy and fretful template for The Cast Of Cheers sound, before the softer and more thoughtful ‘Posé Mit’ shows off their musical prowess with a calmer catchyness displayed.

‘Goose’ is the perfect case-in-point. It’s the only track to make the journey from Chariot to Family, but it feels and sounds like it has had time to settle and gestate, with everything sounding more polished and primed. As it descends into the franticness of the bridge, the yelpy verses feel as if they are counterbalanced more expertly with the jagged guitar riffs. While the raw energy of Chariot was admirable, this well-rounded approach feels fuller and more rewarding.

They show some nice other touches and flourishes across the album. On ‘Marso Sava’, electro beats are employed to create a glorious afrobeat skittishness as the track floats along. The vocals flicker between low asides and high pitch chants of “Marco Sava!” The Cast Of Cheers – Family

Family feels like the complete package. If you come to this band as a new listener, it’s simple enough. It’s polished, it’s catchy-as-hell and it’s a lot of fun. More fun than fighting a wild tiger anyway. But hey, if you want to do that too, make sure you check out Chariot too.

 

Dirty Projectors – Swing Lo Magellan

Looks can be deceiving. I recently reviewed an album for another site which was simply called ‘☤’ (by Run, Walk!). I’m really not a fan of pretentious outside-of-the-box band names/track names/album titles, although the album itself ended winning me over. So I guess it serves as a lesson not to judge something by its cover.

On that note, hey! There’s a new Dirty Projectors album out! Or at least, it will be soon. The album is called Swing Lo Magellan and is currently streaming over on the Guardian website. For those unaware of their previous M.O. (apologies, I started watching Band of Brothers again), they make spiraling indie-pop that  regularly shifts gear and wanders off in interesting directions.

So after a minute of the opening track ‘Offspring Are Blank’, I was enjoying an R&B jacked ditty. But suddenly, out of nowhere comes this ferocious guitar lick, like a hot rock knife slicing through that R&B butter. This ferocious dichotomy continues on unabashed for the remainder of the track, showing that we should never get too set in our ways, or to become too expectant of what is to come. Especially on a Dirty Projectors record.

Here’s some ‘Offspring Are Blank’ Youtube goodness for you.

One to watch – Tall Ships

Well, this one’s been a long time in coming. I’ve spent the last six months willing myself to write something about this band, and the time finally feels right. Tall Ships now feel like an integral part of my being, like a kidney. Except, probably more important than a kidney, because you can always get rid of a kidney. The heart seems like too much of a cheesy metaphor. So let’s just say they are a crucial internal organ of some sort.

I first stumbled across ‘Plate Tectonics’ through a friend posting it on Twitter. I was instantly smitten. It seems fair to say that the ol’ time-signature switcharoo has been massively influential in the last five years or so in the indie/alt-rock landscape, with the like of Foals and Vampire Weekend creating a plethora of cheap knock-offs and wannabes. I had the displeasure of seeing a local band this year who just seemed to throw in a time-signature switch whenever they ran out of words or ideas on what to do next.

This is why this band are special. They have such a focused energy on making the switches fit in in the context of  the track. It’s always there for a reason. Not only that,but to create layers  of sound, guitar  loops are often  used. These loops and time signature switches are perfectly exemplified in ‘Plate Tectonics’. Initially, it’s a lyrically smart catchy-shindig of a track, before turning  round halfway through, pulling up its socks and running in a completely different direction. In the second half, one fretful riff sets the pace before other layers of guitar riffs are spread over the top, creating some kind of deep-fill sandwich of noise. There’s always a desire to want to praise the bass and percussion as well, but it does what it was built for; it acts as the structure that allows the track as a whole to shine. It’s the delicious bread in our bizarre sandwich simile. People sometimes forget the bread, but without it, you are just licking sandwich filling from your hands.

So that’s one track. I could sit here for forever and a day and turn every one of their tracks into delicious food-based lexical terms. But I don’t want to spoil the fun of other people’s journeys, but I really do want you to dive in. Head first.

One of my favourite people in the world bought me a ticket to go see their live show when they were on tour with Los Campesinos a few months ago. Unfortunately I couldn’t make the date in the end as I was several hundred miles away, but she said something that resonated with me, and it’s something I want to steal share. Tall Ships use vocals sparingly; they are intelligently aware of the fact that it’s just one part of music. Without being too disparaging of Los Campesinos, they almost overload the listener with lyrics. At times it works, but at times it leaves the listener feeling full and unable to absorb any more meaning. Tall Ships are able to say more with one sneaky verse of lyrics in a track; it has such a powerful impact. The white space of vocal silence acts as a framing device to magnify  what is being said. It also allows the actual music they are making to stand out too. A track like ‘Vessels’ is a case in point. The track is so brilliantly constructed, I can never get tired of hearing it.

So, the wonderful person who did get to go to the show got me a signed white vinyl single of ‘T=0’, shown in the picture. This track is the first single from a forthcoming debut album from the band. According to the band’s Twitter, an announcement will be made next week regarding a release date and a UK tour. Catch them while you can.

Biffy Clyro – Live in Swindon / Double LP to come

This horse trotted along to see the always incredible Biffy Clyro play their first live gig in about 6 months in the cool-as-fuck town that is Swindon. No really, its got a roundabout made up of 5 other roundabouts. And a decrepid leisure centre. A decrepid leisure centre with a basketball hall big enough for Biffy to come along and melt some faces. The night and the show were incredible for a million reasons, and that number is not far off the number of times I’ve had the pleasure of seeing them. ‘Glitter and Trauma’ played at a bit of a turning point in my life 7 years ago, so I always feel a bit indebted to this band.

I really hate being one of those ‘Oh I like their old stuff way more than their new stuff’ type of guys’, so much so I feel like going out and buying a second-hand jumper and a £50 haircut, but I really do. I appreciate their more recent stuff, but not in the same way as tracks from their first three albums affect me. So that’s why one of the highlights of the sweaty Swindon gig was hearing a handful of new songs from a forthcoming DOUBLE LP. Capital letters are entirely appropriate here. This isn’t going to be some Stadium Arcadium claptrap bullshit, this is going to be some beefy shit. Or at least, based on the news songs, I’m hoping that’s the case.

To bolster my hopes, the band themselves have come out and said that this DOUBLE LP will be for ‘lost fans’ who may have drifted off with the more poppy recent releases. Mind you, the DOUBLE LP won’t just be face-melting spine-breaking toe-squashing rock. Simon Neill has been quoted as saying:

There are a couple of songs that are written entirely on keyboards, string sounds, and I guess Phil Collins-type electro beats behind it.”

So hey, perhaps I should without my judgement and avoid getting too excited. Perhaps not. I wanted to post one of their new songs from recent live shows , but the sound quality is poor. So here’s something older and more delicious to satiate our appetites until then.

Various Cruelties – F.E.A.R. (Ian Brown Cover)

Various Cruelties have put their spin on the Ian Brown classic – F.E.A.R. It creeps moodily along before erupting with a ferocius guitar solo that does something peculiar to my insides. The track will serve as a b-side to the excellent Chemicals which is soon to be released as a single. Tasty. Find F.E.A.R. just below.

 

Gaz Coombes Presents… – Here Come The Bombs

Despite what the weatherman may tell you, this is a glorious time of year. There’s always a great plethora of albums released in the April/May/June window, ideally pitched so that an artist/group can run into festival season on the back of new material. It’s similar to the gloriousness of October/November for gig-going as everyone and their nan seem to have nothing better to do than tour their socks off.

It’s been hard to keep up recently with all the great releases, and harder still to find time to write anything. But we must start somewhere, and this is the record that has stuck out most for me in this barrage of new music. First off, let me get my Gaz Coombes cards on the table. His former band, Supergrass, are one of Oxford’s greatest bands. In fact, Gaz et al grew up in Wheatley, an Oxfordshire village where I spent plenty of my formative years. Gaz was often spotted around the village, and I’m pretty sure his brother may have once worked at Oxford Welcome Break’s KFC (where I also worked). Either that, or Gaz was moonlighting due to his untold love of Kentucky Fried Chicken and wanted easy access. There’s something acutely inspirational about having such talented, creative people living in the same obscure geographical location, so I’ve always been proud to reference this point.

Supergrass parted ways after six albums, and Here Come The Bombs is the debut solo album from Gaz Coombes, formerly the lead vocalist and guitarist of Supergrass. The biggest question on approaching the first listen of the album was just how different from the Supergrass sound would it be. The answer is, it’s very much its own beast, and this is a glorious thing.

‘Hot Fruit’ could easily nestle into the Supergrass back catalogue without too much fuss, with its energetic, hook-laden nature; but an electro edge plays around in the back of the track, giving a taste of something that is expanded upon further on.

Tracks like ‘Whore’ and ‘Sub Divider’ expand upon this thought. Guitars still play an important role, particularly in the closing of the tracks, but the journey to this point is often aided and abetted by the sound of keys and percussion.

Coombes has been creating great pop and rock songs for 20+ years, so it’s no surprise to find that the album just grows as it progresses. A track like ‘Simulator’ has such a simple song structure, but Coombes knows how to make it work. It chugs along in the verses, before erupting in the chorus’ with everything combining together. Coombes voice has always been something to admire, it magnificently binds together everything else surrounding it.

Here Come The Bombs is littered with subtle variety that makes it such an addictive listen which is why I seem to find myself continually coming back to it. Towards the end of the record, ‘Break The Silence’ is Coombes attempt at a euphoric sing along moment: “Break the silence/come on/let it go.” It’s not the most beautiful set of lyrics written down, but it just sounds fantastic. Thus rendering the point of all of what I’ve just written pretty pointless, lest to say, this album is well worth 40 minutes of your time. Or some of your hard-earned cash. And the live show should be pretty tasty too. Roll on October/November.

Here’s a little taste of the album – ‘Break The Silence’

Richard Hawley – Standing At the Sky’s Edge

Richard Hawley’s 6th studio album came out yesterday, and admittedly I’m late to the party. Not to hearing this album, 24 hours is fashionably late, and besides, it was a bank holiday. What I’m late to is Richard flipping Hawley. Six albums in, and he’s just crossed my radar. People like to think that I have a breadth of musical knowledge and taste, but there are some serious gaping holes to be found.

I’ve heard the name before. As Arctic Monkeys won the Mercury prize way back when for their debut album, their first comment on receiving the award was “Phone 999, Richard Hawley’s been robbed.” Hawley was a fellow nominee, and a fellow Tyke (/Sheffieldian). Hawley and the Monkeys have made music together since then; in fact Hawley has had many fingers in many delicious pies over the years. He’s worked with the likes of Pulp, Elbow, he even played the guitar lick in the All Saints cover of ‘Under the Bridge’. I’ve always secretly loved that song, and now I have a valid reason to proclaim my love for it out loud.

I read a review of the new album last week, and it sounded phenomenal. I’m listening to it for the first time right now, and it is phenomenal. Fuzzy prog-rock full of atmosphere, character and charm. Hawley seems particularly apt at slowly building up something thundorous and explosive, but knows how to keep everything on a leash so it never reaches a proggy Mars Volta level of insaneness (here’s a link to one track/16+ minutes of MV insanity, but I love them all the more so for it). Just the perfect amount.

So here’s a little teaser of Richard Hawley. This is the first track I heard, and I don’t really want to describe it. I just want you to listen to it. Slap on some big headphones. Don’t do anything else for six minutes. Just enjoy it.

The Cast of Cheers – Oxford 02 Academy – 29/04/2012

The Cast of Cheers’ story is one of those that re-affirms the exemplary qualities of the digital age of music and helps to embody the glorious power of the internet. In 2010 they recorded their debut album Chariot in just a few days. It was only put up onto the excellent BandCamp website to download for free just as a place for friends of the band to get a hold of it . Word-of-mouth spread as it so wonderfully does, and soon enough the album had been downloaded an enormous amount of times, and The Cast of Cheers found themselves to be the first ever download-only nominee in the Choice Music Prize Shortlist last year. A label picked them up, and so an official ‘debut’ album (with a price tag and everything) is forthcoming in June. The live show is something that has been referred to with quite some reverence in the world of the blogosphere, and so a pretty epic line-up of The Cast Of Cheers and Blood Red Shoes hit Oxford last Sunday night.

A blitzkrieg of new songs were shredded through with energy, passion and a bundle of switching time signatures. While the tracks from Chariot are full of sharp, pointy energy , the new tracks feel fuller, warmer and more rounded. I guess that’s what comes with being able to be in a band as a full-time job.

They opened with a track which I’ll make a stab in the dark and say it  could be called ‘No Rest In The West’. There’s such a fervent energy to this band’s live presence. As with many of their tracks, there are time signature changes a-plenty, with sharp Foals-like fretwork riding over a mixture of electronic and normal drum beats. Everything eventually crashes into each other into a riotous blizzard of noise, but it works so damn well.

There’s a lot of love for bassist John Higgins who helps provide the musical walls for the other instruments to bounce off. He does this tremendous shoulder-shuffle move when playing the bass which is part Brett McKenzie in Flight Of The Concords and part Walk Like An Egyptian. When guitarists Conor and Neil Adams get down to some insane fret work (which is pretty often) he’s shuddering around the stage as if the bass is rattling up his spine. It seems like such a ridiculous thing to say, but it’s such a pleasure to see a band enjoying playing their music live so much.

New single ‘Animals’ shows off their more poppy moves; it’s a sound that really works for them as they retain those glorious angular riffs, but they feel as if they’ve been sanded off to fit snugly within the song structure. Auricom sounds phenomenal live; there’s a gradual build-up towards a gloriously math-rock breakdown, accompanied by the keys jagging across those spine-shuddering bass lines.

The Cast of Cheers are a perfect warm-up band, and that’s not to say that that’s where they will stay, but they are such an infectious and inspired band to watch; so much so that a crowd who in theory are mostly present to watch Blood Red Shoes headline can’t help but dance along. The new album sounds like it is gloriously exciting and bursting with ideas, and the live show just brings all of that recorded energy to life.

Poliça – Give You the Ghost

The internet. Maaan. It’s great. What did we do before pre-release album streams? It’s like how I imagine whoever invented toothbrushes felt. No more brushing our teeth with rocks! I don’t know my toothbrush history too well, just consider me a troglodyte. Enough rambling.

What did we do before listening to the Poliça album on a pre-release stream for 4 days straight? Fuck knows. But it’s here, so lets celebrate our time on earth together.

Much has been said about this album already, by the likes of Jay-Z (he likes it more than toothbrushes) and Justin Vernon. It’s pitched in some madcap Bermuda traingle zenn  diagram between R&B – Autotune – Electo – Bass music. It’s one of those (plentiful) times when words don’t can’t do it justice, so check out the album stream here (until Monday) or listen to one of many of the standout tracks from the album below.

AlunaGeorge – You Know You Like It

It has been far too long! And for that, my humble three readers, I can only apologise. Life has been somewhat gloriously in the way. But enough about that. I’m here for the music, and so here is the music.

AlunaGeorge! What do we know. Vocalist Aluna Francis and producer George Reid make the kind of dreamy glitch-pop that slides effortlessly under your skin, and into your brain. They have an EP out early next month, and if it’s anything like the track below, it should be perfect.

There’s this fantastic sense of a 90’s R&B revivalist movement going on, but in some ways it doesn’t even make sense to call it that. Aluna, George and myself grew up on a diet of UK Garage and R&B, and that just stays with you. So now that talented people like AlunaGeorge are in a position to make music, of course that sound is coming through. But it’s something new and interesting at the same time. The production on ‘You Know You Like It’ is woozy and thrilling, it just all binds together so well; like cream and jam on a scone. Did I mention this is becoming a music/food blog? No? Mostly just to satisfy my food cravings as I’m five weeks away from running a marathon and on the straight and narrow (sort of). But enough about me, here’s some Youtube gubbins. Enjoy.