Depending on who you ask, in the last five years Father John Misty has either gone from strength to strength, or from twee folk shaman to pretentiously insufferable (insufferably pretentious) soothsayer of farty millennial nonsense. I quite like him. I also like the trajectory of his music; from the baroque-pop-with-an-edge attempts of 2012's Fear Fun, to the romance-album-with-an-edge stylings of 2015's I Love You, Honeybear. He remains, in my opinion, the only artist who can fit the lyric "mascara, blood, ash and come, on the Rorschach sheets where we make love" in a piece of orchestral, twinkly, heartfelt balladry and not make you want to hit him.
25 Jan 2017
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16 Jan 2017
Champions of the festival circuit in the Summer of 2016, Sundara Karma found themselves standing pretty high before their debut had even seen the light of day. With major indie titans such as Peace and Wolf Alice away working on their own records, now is as good a chance as any to seize the throne.
5 Jan 2017
Wake up, shake off those January blues and get a whiff of that teen angst my friend. With what's undeniably the first absolute belter of 2017, Kent quartet Get Inuit are here to bring you out of your post-festive melancholy and remind you that guitar music exists. On their new single 'Barbiturates', incendiary guitars stop and start in a restless frenzy, frontman Jamie Glass delivering an equally frenetic vocal which simmers gently for one second before skyrocketing uncontrollably the next. The track teases and provokes, pulsating raucously for upwards of four minutes, but not losing a shred of momentum along the way.