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Belfi/Grubbs/Pilia – Dust & Mirrors - March 2014 March 17th, 2014

Italian electro-acoustic composer Andrea Belfi once recorded himself shaking the contents of a house. His countryman Stefano Pilia played punk before discovering drones. Kentucky’s David Grubbs blasted underage Eighties hardcore with Squirrelbait and is now a professorial presence on the experimental scene. Dust &amp Mirrors combines tonal minimalist repetition with hanging cadences of back-porch guitar…

You don’t need this record. No-one needs this record. These sixteen low-fidelity self-released tracks by ’70s American teens in thrall to Sabbath, Zeppelin, Tolkein, and weed are a desperate attempt to tickle the palettes of jaded hipster know-alls, and Numero Uno records knows it. And yet, and yet… the school doodle satanic imagery, basement boogie…

Drive-By Truckers – English Oceans - March 2014 March 10th, 2014

In the last few years critics have ‘come round’ to Athens Georgia’s Drive-By Truckers, accepting the band’s apparently incompatible stew of rousing redneck roots rock and Modern American Poetry professor wordplay as a deliberate artistic choice, rather than a naïve accident. The highlight of their 12th album is Primer Coat, where propulsive Byrdlike arpeggios sharpen…

Sleaford Mods – Divide And Exit - March 2014 March 5th, 2014

Like Happy Mondays, The Fall, and William Blake, Sleaford Mods are English visionary ranters, seeing the big picture reflected in the toilet bowl. The East Midlands duo’s second album throws Andrew Fearn’s decade dissolving scuffed dance loops and churning post-punk bass under Jason Williamson’s kitchen sink hallucinations, profanity strewn, furiously funny. Reporting from Poundland Britain’s…

Carla Bozulich – Boy - March 2014 March 2nd, 2014

Bozulich’s 2002 album Red Headed Stranger illuminated the itinerant art-punk survivor’s exhaustingly immersive world with familiar country and western sounds, but here she’s adrift in an alien landscape of tortured heroin-blues and unstructured torch songs, scarred by industrial noise and collapsing percussion. There are no simple signposts in this stormy sea, but if Boy emerged…

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