CDs/DVDs
Matthew Wright
The first solo album in eight years from legendary musical innovator Ryuichi Sakamoto resonates with misfire and melancholy - unsurprisingly, when much of that time has been dedicated to a battle against throat cancer. The organ, Bachian fugues, and a series of portentous narrations join a more familiar blend of dissonant and percussive tracks which, like the title “async”, blend a pervasive sense of an organism malfunctioning with a contemplative attitude to mortality and mutability. Even for a composer already known to span a giddy generic spectrum from Iggy Pop to John Cage, this is a Read more ...
Barney Harsent
We live in a time of particularly polarised opinion, and Paul Weller remains a divisive figure. To some he’s the Changing Man, the Modfather, the Most Modernest Modernist that ever was. To others, however, he’s come to represent the very chromosome that turns perfectly good songwriting into "dadrock" and creates the sort of tuneful terrain on which Kasabian can flourish.While I’m not here to defend Kasabian, there’s a clear case to be made for Paul Weller. Forgetting for a moment the breadth of musical ambition he displayed in the Jam and Style Council years, recent(ish) albums have seen a Read more ...
Nick Hasted
Catfights can be entertaining, till the blood starts to flow – or, as in Onur Tukel’s brutal social comedy, you take turns putting your opponent in a coma. During three increasingly ritualised donnybrooks, Anne Heche and Sandra Oh batter past the title’s fetishising of female fights. In a way unlike any other film I’ve seen, they also lose the requirement to be likeable which can make standard female characters so insipid. As they pummel each other to the ground, they’re finally saying what they really think.Writer-director Tukel sets up former college friends Ashley (Heche) and Veronica (Oh Read more ...
Thomas H. Green
Kasabian are more musically exciting than a multitude of bands taste-making hipsters thrust our way, yet they’re universally derided by those sorts. The reason is their blokeyness. And it’s true, even the light, lovely, strummed ballad “Wasted” from their new, sixth album has (quiet) terrace-chant backing vocals. And anything singer Tom Meighan touches musters a certain Liam Gallagher belligerence. That, however, isn’t a good enough reason to dismiss them. For Crying Out Loud is full of tasty bits.For those familiar with Kasabian’s back catalogue, the album’s flavour is midway between 2006’s Read more ...
joe.muggs
This sounds like Slowdive. That, in a sense, is all you need to know: the Reading-formed band’s first album in 22 years has all the elements that made them musical misfits during their brief career, but over the years an ever-bigger cult. The guitar chimes inherited from the Cocteau Twins, the male-female vocals of childhood friends Neil Halstead and Rachel Goswell sometimes blurring into androgyny, and the fizzy, druggy textures which they absorbed from a love of techno and in turn fed back into a new generation of electronic producers… They’re all here as if nothing had happened since 1995. Read more ...
Saskia Baron
This is an impeccably restored presentation of the 1945 feature-length documentary that was intended to be shown in German cinemas in order to counter any remaining support for Nazism. Backed by the British Ministry of Information, it was overseen by Sidney Bernstein and involved commissioning or gathering footage from army cameraman (American, British and Soviet) present at the liberation of the concentration camps, as well as from newsreel cameramen.The assembled film, shot in over 14 locations including Bergen-Belsen and Dachau, did not spare viewers’ sensitivities. Forty-three cameramen Read more ...
Guy Oddy
Earth mainman Dylan Carlson was originally due to appear as a guest on The Bug’s last album, Angels & Devils. Instead, their collaboration was released as the stand-alone Boa/Cold EP in 2014 and a handful of epic live shows followed. That’s where most long-term watchers of Kevin Martin and Dylan Carlson expected their collaboration to end. However, after a sojourn at Daddy Kev’s legendary LA studio their bleak odyssey has born more fruit with Concrete Desert, an album with a cinematic ambience for a distinctly dystopian setting.Concrete Desert is a wholly instrumental piece that feels Read more ...
Jasper Rees
Letter to Brezhnev, released in 1985, was a delightful curio with sharp edges. A trans-cultural riff on Romeo and Juliet, it told of the sudden romance that erupts between a Kirkby girl and a visiting Soviet sailor one night on the tiles in Liverpool. I have a strong memory from 32 years ago of feeling overwhelmed by the film’s iconic image, of the lovers' last kiss through a chain-link fence before his ship sails back to the USSR.Peter Firth, who played Peter the sailor, was the closest the cast came to a star. As is explained in the abundant supply of extras of this re-release, like many Read more ...
Javi Fedrick
Instead of resting on the laurels of the great music they made some 40 years ago, Blondie - still led by original members Debbie Harry and Chris Stein - are back with an album that tries to channel their past chart-toppers while also keeping in touch with modern pop, as filtered via collaborations with Sia, Charlie XCX and The Strokes’ Nick Valensi. Unfortunately for them, Pollinator reminds more of the Sonic Heroes videogame soundtrack than Parallel Lines.The singles “Fun” and “Long Time” are overflowing with squawking keyboards, uplifting vocal lines, and overly metronomic (as in, dull) Read more ...
joe.muggs
Mary J Blige has a voice that was built to age gracefully. Gutsy, churchy, sometimes rough, it was miles away from the over-trained melismatics of the Mariah Carey and Whitney Houston imitators of the Nineties, or the velvet-toned ingenues that Aaliyah ushered in – and 25 years on from her debut album it certainly stands apart from the mannered Rihanna imitators of the current young generation. There was always a sense in which she was a throwback to an older soul tradition, and as such her singing style has a timelessness that some of her contemporaries might struggle to achieve.And her Read more ...
Tim Cumming
He’s in his ninth decade, but with no signs of slowing down on stage or in studio, and the good news is that, while God's Problem Child may be no essential release, it remains hugely enjoyable – and that’s mainly down to the lucky seven new songs from Willie, cowboy koans co-written with producer Buddy Cannon.Less compelling are the half dozen written by others, some of which tend towards the cliched and over-egged. Willie sings them well enough – he could do that in his REM sleep – but they are not a patch on what he brings to the party himself. The likes of “Lady Luck”, “Still Not Dead Read more ...
Liz Thomson
The 23rd studio album from the artist formerly known as John Cougar was originally destined to be a religious album, but the songs he and Carlene Carter wrote turned out to be not quite so God-fearing as all that, though there’s certainly a discernible ol’ timey vibe, what with the pedal steel and fiddle and all. There’s a joyous setting of Woody Guthrie’s “My Soul’s Got Wings”, one of many previously unsung lyrics now archived in Tulsa, in which Guthrie dreams of a heaven “full of joy”. Angels abound, but the devil rears his head among the Sad Clowns & Hillbilllies.Recorded in Indiana, Read more ...