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This false idea of love has an entire language

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I can’t write music reviews. I’ve tried, but they sound like pile of pretentious twaddle., which is pretty much what all music reviews sound like to me. Maybe I am doing something right after all.

So when a band asks me if I would like to review their latest offering, I smile wryly to myself, thinking they’d probably prefer it if I didn’t. Instead I’ll just make the usual smart-arsed or vaguely informed comment and let you decide for yourselves. You know, like when you listen to the radio.

Contact is the second release from Hertfordshire’s Pet Friends, whose James Patrick kindly suggested that I may like to give it a once-over.

While it doesn’t quite reach the heights of their excellent debut, I Don’t Want Pet Friends, it will nevertheless be an excellent addition to anyone’s music collection and at a very reasonable price.

Pet Friends :: Language

In fact, my reviewing skills amount to a vague allusion to what the music sounds like or its meritocratic relationship to previous release by the same artist—plus an appropriate superlative.

This track is from Tides End, the second LP by Minks, which is essentially Brooklyn-based Sean Kilfoyle and a bunch of eighties influences. It sounds so much like New Order that it would be churlish to describe it as anything but beautifully derivative. The chorus needs work though.

Minks :: Doomed and Cool

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I stopped reading music reviews some time in the mid-90s after buying several mediocre records on the advice of the NME. Frankly the idea that you can elucidate, let alone intellectualise, the emotional content of a three-minute pop song is absurd. Maybe the lyric is clever and perhaps the guitarist has painted sonic landscapes, whatever they are, but that’s just poetry and musicianship, it’s not rock ’n’ roll.

This is, even though it comes from an LP that, as Dukla Prague Away Kit—the “exception that proves the rule” of music reviewing blogs—notes, “all too often lapses into studio’d-up blandness and psychedelic-pop superdust”.

But not always.

Crocodiles :: She Splits Me Up

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And if you thought that was redolent of the sixties…

The Everywheres :: Grey Light


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