Monthly Archive for July, 2008

Chorus of Birdmen Grow Brutal Fins

The Brute ChorusSpontaneity rocks. I read a blog post, featuring a shop, featuring a band, went to the shop, watched the band then wasted money on CDs. Damn! It costs too.

At least it doesn’t waste my time. The Brute Chorus were worth it. Well worth it.

These East London blues punk rockers are on the verge of a  brutal worldwide conquest of headphones.

Maroon 5 - who are shit - were supposed to herald a new era of blues rock. Then The Brute Chorus showed up and the new era dawned, bringing with them a great balance of grit and glee, crunch and fluff and madness and sanity.

Reading fantasy is a guilty pleasure of mine, but tells me two things: I want to be taken some place else and that I love all things epic. And despite The Brute Chorus‘ tight musical confines, their sounds are unworldly and their lyrics most certainly epic. Babylonian kings, Biblical saints and Greek heroes are even older than Margaret Thatcher, but the front man, James Steel, sings about them in a way that would even make the Iron Lady attractive.

James Steel says “St. Vitus himself taught me to dance“, so beware, you may get infected with Saint Vitus Dance Disease listening to this holeytonal exclusive:

The Brute Chorus - Birdman

More tracks, including their new single Grow Fins, are available to download from iTunes or order the Singed  7″ Vinyl from Pure Groove - I bought one and I don’t even have an LP player.

Be sure to join me at their gig at 93 Feet East in London on 14 August.

Don’t Piss on My Toothbrush Esser

Part III? Deserved? Yes. I just saw Esser live for the first time. Fantastic. It was a Transgressive Records event, and no one was a patch on Ben Esser with his band (although Liam Finn came close).

Also found out the new video for the super tune and new single Headlock was on YouTube, so here it is:

If any of you ladies ever sleep with this dude, keep your dental gear safe. Favourite lyric so far this year: “Pissing on your toothbrush helps to relieve the pain”. Pure filth. Listen out for it in the this punk pop megathon:

Esser - Long Arms

Previous Esser Post: Get Esser’s Foot Out of his Mouth and Throw it at Alphabeat

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Interesting music articles, posts and sites in one place, for you to devour:

Ear Farm - 8+ “Apparition et scène de Myrtha” by Adolphe Adam: Matt wonders why we have a problem listening to other music

Life’s a Pitch - Blog about Marketing Performing Arts|

Observer Music Monthly - 50 Essential CDs from around the world

Wired: Listening Posts - Top 10 Hottest Music Sites

The Blue Walrus - Summer days through the folkish haze: folk out with this great mp3 compilation.

    Learn your Vwls BLK JKS

    blk jks“Reminds me of gap year students smacking bongos trying to save the planet” was my friend’s reaction to world music. Sadly, a view echoed by many.

    But the world is big and music doesn’t only come from the US and the 51st State. Not even rock. BLK JKS are from Johannesburg. They rock. South African Style.

    Urban music is the mainstay in East Rand, but the brave BLK JKS broke the mould. Their dubby art rock splinters stereotypes. Their charm? You know you’re listening to South African rock.

    They’re universally loved at home, and gaining momentum universally. Recently featured in Observer Music Monthly, and at Along the Waterfall the band are surprisingly still unsigned. Not for long I’m sure.

    I’ve been struggling to find good music recently. But Lakeside has been stuck in my head and I can’t seem to move it. If this is the start of BLK JKS then I can’t wait for more.

    BLK JKS - Lakeside (mp3)