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The Answering Machine: Oklahoma
By now we all know how it works: First you get the guitar, then you get the MySpace, then you get the women.
It's a genuine shame that throughout the 4 songs on offer from Huddersfield's The Pretty Machine the kick drum infuriatingly sounds likes a wet fart being loudly let off in your ear.
Over the last few years we've seen the size of bands decline. Whether it be the bassless White Stripes or the vocal lacking Lightning Bolt it seemed bands couldn't get any smaller.
Some bands spend a fortune on their music. Fancy expensive guitars, Roland keyboards, flash drum kits, the works.
Band Profile: David Thomas Broughton
acoustic folk
BEING 747 - Only arrived for the last four songs I think and what I witnessed of them I was impressed.
West Yorkshire Juche
Band Profile: Ghosts in the Nightclub
We started out in March 2007 recording songs in our flat. We had a song called Ghosts in the Nightclub and because we didn't get out that much we thought it would fit as both a description of where we were at the time and the odd/paranoid nature of the lyrics.
Band Profile: The Sinister Cleaners
indie rock
As imaginative as the title is, this most solo of solo projects (being entirely composed and played by Mr Evans) is a rather drab collection of naively written and flatly performed demos.
Yellow Stripe Nine: Trouble With Girls
Unfortunately, this is one time machine in musical form I do not want to step inside. The dapper young gentlemen from Yellow Stripe Nine (now abbreviated to YSN, folks - bewilderment!
The turnout is poor, but maybe everyone's being good at home preparing their riot plans for when the war starts.
Played conventionally and this record is total arse. It takes no form, heading off in no particular direction, only succeeding to maintain a sub-quality Stereolab style with female vocals over a lackadaisical synth-dominated backbeat.
Luxury Car: The Heart of The Matter
Perth (Scotland not Oz) trio Luxury Car provide an excellent glimpse into their electronic world throughout this four song debut.
Ludwig sound somewhere between Orbital, Boards of Canada, and, well, the rest of the Warp back catalogue to be honest.
The Black Hawk War: Enemies of Fate
Minimal packaging, minimal production but respectable never-the-less. The Black Hawk War feature a fairly convincing drum machine and a sound that plods along slowly, full of ugly guitars.
This is a good CD. I'm told nothing about the band before I slot the disc in my machine, just a pretty piss poor name and a green CD/r.
Black Wire: Attack! Attack! Attack!
Now then. A hell of a lot of tripe has been talked has been talked about this lot, a lot of it on the boards of this lil' site.
Although sporting an impressive name, as soon as the Bonsai Kittens emerge onto the stage all hopes are lost.
The Pocket Gods: Nub Country Flyby
The Pocket Gods are the brainchild of singer songwriter Mark Lee and despite the mention of "various guest artists" this is a fairly solo sounding affair - distorted vocals, distorted guitar over a cheap and particularly monotonous drum machine.
This two tracker from The Outlines is a self-produced side step from the rock-pop formula adopted on previous releases.
Mommy & Daddy: Live How You Listen
I read the biog and listened to the CD; I read the biog again and listened again; I re-checked the biog and listened a couple more times; I gave it to a friend - he read the biog and listened, he also re-read the biog and listened again; We both turned to each other and shrugged!
Like a hypnotic kids jewellery box My Toys Like Me have created a song that purrs and makes a beautiful backdrop for the almost infant-like vocals of singer Frances Noon.
Upon entering the venue the first thing your intrepid reviewer spots is a young man wearing a freshly purchased Chimaira t-shirt with the slogan 'I HATE EVERYONE' emblazoned on it.
Blah Blah Tin: The Interesting Inept Music Thing
Home produced and bearing all the hall marks of it Blah Blah Tin are not here to trouble the charts, but instead to do exactly as they please with a drum machine, synth, dirty guitar and big collection of records by The Fall.
Nerve Engine wield their guitars, with the precision of a surgeon's scalpel. Barrage after barrage of "Gugga Gugga" guitars rain down and some intricate playing shows off the highly flexed skills of the band.
Imagine going to a gig and getting given a CD to review. Well that's what happened with this CD by Seven Hours.
d-koy have hair that has not been seen since Hundred Reasons first graced the stage all those years ago.
My first review for the site was really over indulgent in length, so I'll try to keep this one as short as possible.
Stateless are the band of Chris James, Leeds friend of the Shadow. Mixing hip hop, dance and rock they are a good start to the show, and should have been on after the next group.
Dogged by guitar trouble throughout his set, The Lodger battles on with an aggressive guitar style juxtaposing nicely with the tuneful vocal melodies.
Band Profile: Vinnie & The Stars
Funky upbeat blues with a touch of hip-hop
The Faversham as always has a good mix of Indie elite with the odd middle-aged couple wondering just where their evening went terribly wrong.
We're Not The Cool Kids: I'm A Hungry Little Girl EP
If somebody told me that Mary Cook (a.k.a. We're Not The Cool Kids) lived an entirely solitary existence, away from anybody else's music or influence, I think I'd believe them, at least for a minute (that being the minute that someone informed me that there was a Springsteen cover on her EP).
Million Dead: Living the Dream
The band with the most un-P.C. moniker of recent years return with an endearing slice of raucous alt-rock riffmanship in promotion of their forthcoming album "Harmony No Harmony".
Death from above 1979: Romantic Rights
First things first, they are now legally known as Death from above 1979 not Death from above after some sort of copyright battle with some New York company over their name.
Witchita have been grooming Bloc Party, making them into everyone's favourite indie band. While this has been going on, unbeknown to most of the indie community, another of Witchita's bands, The Cribs have been recording some songs with the legend that is Edwyn Collins.
Black Mountain College: Bright by the Sea
Having earned the prestigious title of 'Pick of the week' on C4 Teletext, Bright Mountain College arrive with a very nicely packaged CD, some epic songs and an ambitious, bold stance on things.
If you like your music to the point and under 3 minutes then you might be better taking a wide berth around My Computer.
AM are a three piece rock band from Brooklyn. They settle the question of whether all Americans are cool once and for all.
Raw, loud and unrestrained, the latest offering from the boy/girl blues trash outfit is the epitome of nicotine-stained scuzzy rock 'n' roll.
Having reviewed his other album, I feel a bit apprehensive as to what Munkie's done with himself since.
Downstairs at the Packhorse, 11 German and Polish blokes are running their arses off in the setting sun.
Mr Neil, lead singer of The Playmates ostentatiously parades on and off the stage, needlessly brash and purposely demented, he bids to blow the sweaty-browed gathering to smithereens with his typecast ruffled rock star demeanour.
Some misguided people out there might tell you that the post-Madchester pre-Britpop years weren't much fun to be growing up as an "indie kid".
This is such a good idea, and such a good CD that everyone should know about it. Xi have self-produced a three track demo CD that shows exactly where the band have got to after four years of steady graft and four drummers.
Rockadile play a set of familiar tunes with an uncommon competence and jovial showmanship. Yes, to repeat, it's well played and audience-friendly and gently bounces off of the evening and the environs with big hearted smiles all round.
Action Directe: Cognitive Dissidents
You can just see these two guys banging out this music wearing black berets with shoe polish on their noses sat in a nuclear bunker that is actually the basement of their house in Hyde Park, Leeds.
Sigue Sigue Sputnik @ New Roscoe
Before I start I'd better point out that I like the Sisters of Mercy - have done for years, and probably always will.
Monster Killed By Laser @ Packhorse
At gigs in pubs I usually turn up too late to see the first act, sadly today was not one of those days.
A good name, a good front cover, and a kudos-worthy work ethic, and oh boy it fits in my CD player like a penis in a vagina.
Tonight was a much-anticipated event. Visa had been away from the live scene for around 7 months, taking time to build a themselves a studio and record some fine tunes indeed.
So how does this work? Out of nowhere, a lo-fi, home recorded CD goes on the stereo after a hard day.
The Young Knives @ Leeds Festival 2008
British Sea Power start the final day and drive away any remnants of the morning's deluge. Unfortunately the wind, or the Main Stage's volume limiter, conspire to also wash away the sound, so only the manic flag waving at the front gives hint to how good they are.
Saturday night saw a packed house at the Cockpit, where over 300 people were out in force to witness a three-band bill topped by Capital State.
Leeds lads Guns on the Roof, with an average age of 18, have supported Stiff Little Fingers and the UK Subs here before.
Blank Space: My Day with the Astronauts
The opening track to this impressive CD is a polite mellow number with country tendencies. Mainly acoustic guitar and piano with beautiful vocal harmonies and subtle use of percussion, this track shows the talent of the singer songwriter, Alex Dew.
Stafrćnn Hákon @ Brudenell Social Club
Following in the well trodden footsteps of many an Icelandic band comes Stafrćnn Hákon. He (Ólafur Örn Josephsson) arrives in Leeds fresh from his interview with yours truly, and having received some truly hilarious review soundbites for the new album 'Ventill/ Poki' ("it's like crying magical tears"- Aquarius).
Parisman talk of influences, recording and their new EP...
A night of ROCK down the Royal Park... when isn't it these days? The Royal Park is getting a name for itself now as a more rock sort of venue, possibly due to promoter Steve Kind's insistance that all bands rock at all times.
Coming to gigs by yourself is never a lot of fun, but thanks to the army of apathetic student types that I call friends all wimping out, I'm here on my own.
Salivating over the artists on show tonight, I was going to come here tonight regardless of whether I was reviewing the show or not.
The Queen's jubilee had offered many music events across the city, and I happened to wander in on the Anonymous Groove one at the dry dock.
I love bands from Washington D.C. Especially bands that were or are on Dischord, the innovative, politically conscious and close knit label co-founded by Ian Mackaye (Teen idles, Minor Threat, Fugazi).
Marvins Revolt @ Bar 1-20 (Huddersfield)
The latest You Are Invited all-dayer in Huddersfield may be the last unless some benevolent soul steps forward and offers to support the event.
Easy Now All Stars @ Hard Rock Cafe
I hate to start anything on a negative point but... Flaming Lips! There. I got it out of my system. Not that it's a bad thing sounding like the 'lips, but it has to be a drawback when you realize that people could actually mistake your songs for unreleased 'lips tracks.
The second LP from Flying Lotus (aka Steven Ellison) comes on in waves of liquid synths and stuttering beats.
Fold your hands you walk like a rock star. The Dandy Warhols represent the triumph of substances over substance and their first two albums are testament to this with a handful of quirky, catchy and perfectly snotty pop gems along with dawdling tunes you might call "Atmospheric" or "Filler" if your in generous mood.
Considering the headliner I'd expected to see more of a gathering than became evidently 'it' towards the end of the evening.
As ever I'm late, it looks like I've already missed 2 bands and I've already missed the first song from Indicator.
The Gin Palace are quite possibly the strangest looking band I have ever seen. Vocalist, Meaghan Wilkie, with her petite, pixie-like features, stood onstage like a tiny girl, playing dress-up.
I didn't have a clue who the support was going to be this evening, so I eagerly awaited the arrival of the support band: Captain.
Your correspondent is tired and weary, drowning in a sea of hipsters, trying not to booze due to previous late messy night aprčs gig and "advancing years".
Andy Roberts talks to Brody ahead of their end of year festivities at the Royal Park...
"Left foot, motion! Right foot, stand still! I don't need these words!" No, you do not, Sam Robson. You do these things with your legs involuntarily, as though possessed by a more sexually-frustrated John Travolta, only sporting a more scruffy nature of clothing, jeans dripping with condensation, an explosion of hair being thrown around your noggin.