For this week's Dollars To Pounds I spoke to the retardedly
awesome Totally Enormous Extinct Dinosaurs. Head over to the FADER blog and grab an
exclusive new track. We are going on holiday so it will be a bit quiet around here
next week. See you soon.
I don't write many live reviews. Mainly because I'm shit at it. But last night I went to see Jack White's new megaband The Dead Weather and you can read my ill-considered opinions at the NME blog.
OurpalHis Clancyness is bound to cause
waves (HA!) with this crisp and wayward cover of So Bored, but
hopefully he will avoid a drug-induced on-stage meltdown. Get well soon,
Nathan!
Mazes are one
of our favourite new bands. They write jams. Jams about knives and awesome
Grandparents. Read the very sweet story behind Bowie Knives at our NME blog and after the jump main dude Jack Cooper does the 321. [Continues...]
A Grave With No
Name's amazing debut EP came out yesterday so I spoke to main dude Alex Shields
for my FADER blog. I asked him utterly retarded questions like "what is your favourite happy song" and
he answered in good humour. He rules. Here is a great little track I found at Meal Deal
Records.
Sometimes when it is late and we cannot sleep (will Chuck and Blair's love last?) we see The XX sitting at the end of
the bed staring at us with benign smiles and after a moment we plunge into uneasy dreams.
It is spooky but comforting and much better than the nights we see Blazin' Squad.
F KENYA RIP is the work of Highlife, AKA
Sleepy Doug Shaw from White Magic.
You can read about the awesome genesis of this great song at the NME blog. Sleepy Doug told us the phrase he
repeats in F KENYA RIP has "been heard as 'Les Dames a l'eau', which though probably spelt wrong here, roughly translates as 'The Ladies in the Water, but the actual phrase is 'Madame Zehae Ala.'" So now you can sing along. Sleepy Doug (I
love that name) kindly sent over a newly mastered version of that song and took time to
answer our 321 questions. After the jump he tells us about Lions in Comas and hanging out
with RZA. [Continues...]
Gold Panda is
responsible for my favourite sentences of the year: "I'd like to see a monkey slap that Bare Grill (or whatever his
fucking name is) idiot. I'd like to see a monkey slap him off a fucking cliff." Read more at this week's Dollars To
Pounds on the FADER blog. Here is his dizzying remix of Telepathe's classic (already?) Chrome's On It sent our way by the
lovely Laser
Club who play host to Mr Panda this Friday night at the Legion.
There was a girl who lived in London town, but the scenes and sounds they would only bring her down,
and yet she did enjoy that weekend spent dancing to weird disco in the basement of a Dalston chicken shop, but
actually that was probably just the ketamine.
The title of this Memory Cassette song reminded me of an awesome
old reality TV show called Shattered which was like Big Brother except people were only
kicked out when they fell asleep. It was boring until the fourth day when the remaining
contestants started talking to invisible dogs and forgetting how to walk and see. I don't
remember how it ended, but maybe Friend
does. Maybe that girl who went blind imagined herself to an island paradise where she
danced to steel drums that were never really there. Or maybe she won a car.
Dear Internet, recently we have neglected you. Sorry about that. Expect a higher frequency
of our bullshit over the coming weeks. Thankfully, this drivel will be backed up by music
so good it will make your ears bleed daydreams. At our NME blog you can grab a new track from the spookily great Ariel Pink's
Haunted Graffiti. It's coming out on the amazing Big Love Records,
for whom we have enormous affection. They're also releasing this skronked-out, Afro-Bontempi
marvel by Jessie Evans
, which just about makes reading this paragraph worthwhile.