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There is surely nothing worse than washing sieves

Taking Off

There’s no reason for posting this other than that I haven’t been able to keep it out of my head for about a month now.

Artery were a short-lived Sheffield band who achieved a modicum, and I mean modicum, of success with their fourth single Into the Garden. Their sixth was The Alabama Song, on the b-side of which was this wonderful lament.

I just can’t get it out of my head.

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Sheena is a punk rocker

Greggs, Croydon, London CR0

If there were such a thing as a Best Punk-Pop Album of the Year award then Spain’s When Nalda Became a Punk would have it pretty much sown up, but running them a close second would be a female duo from the San Fernando Valley.

Bleached’s Ride Your Heart has been the smithsocksound of summer, the product of Jennifer and Jessie Calvin, two sisters with guitars and a great record collection. They look pretty cool too and write songs they describe as “punk, but also rock ‘n’ roll with a little bit of pop.”

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As routine bites hard

petrol station

Every so often I hear a new track that begs to be played over and over. The first time I remember this happening was some 30 years ago, when I brought home the seven-inch of Love Will Tear Us Apart. As I recall, albeit very vaguely, I played it 18 times in a row, enchanted.

As Joy Division songs go—and this is all relative of course, given that almost every Joy Division song towers over more than 99% of other bands’ output—it leaves me rather cold these days. There’s a lesson there somewhere.

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More soul than Wigan Casino

Fans of the band will already know. I knew some time ago thanks to an insider in the bear nest. One of the finest, most innovative and most exciting bands of the past 10 years is no more.

It’s time to have a rethink.

It’s not The End, it’s not a final implosion of musical differences and drug-fuelled grievances and interfering Japanese spouses. It’s just a big old TIME OUT.

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Like a panther on the prowl

Cafe Loveless Motel

Let’s Be Loveless is not a guide for living but four people who make pop songs displaying their admiration for shoegaze, Britpop and garage rock.

Like The Ferns, I’m in You, The Hundred in the Hands and Hospitality, all of whom have featured here before, they’re from Brooklyn, which must be some place for any music fan to be at the moment.

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All the stars were shining bright

Delicious Vinyl

Being a cutting-edge music blog pored over by Svengalis on every continent*, it usually behoves me to bring you the very best contemporary sounds, mixed with an occasional glimpse into rock ’n’ pop’s glorious past. Some of those Svengalis are quite young, you know.

In that spirit of public service, this week’s listening has leant towards the years preceding this one, largely because I discovered handfuls of recordings gathering dust in a folder on my desktop and not sparkling in iTunes, as they are now.

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