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Some Great Stuff I’ve Heard Recently: Cartesian Jetstream, Grasscut, Jackson Scott and Andreya Triana

Cartesian Jetstream – Ancestors

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Cartesian Jetstream are apparently the biggest psych band on the Isle of Man. Hard to argue with that kind of kudos. “Ancestor” is their second full length album. The bands’ stock in trade is shimmering, summery psychedelia, with elastic bass riffs, breezy guitars and a laconic vocal delivery. The opening title track sets the tone with a strong chorus. Give or take, the pattern is set for the album from here on. In effect, if you love the vibe of “Ancestors” the track, you will love the vibe of “Ancestors” the album. There’s a Johnny Marr-esque quality to the guitar work and a playful inventiveness in the rhythm section. “Ashes” is a particularly fine example of the best of the art of Cartesian Jetstream, as an overdriven lead guitar gives the track additional power and purpose. Another highlight is the psych groove-laden “Transparent Eyelids” which hints at an exciting potential future direction.

If anything, the album suffers from that which is also one of its main strengths: namely that there really isn’t much of a change of tempo or timbre throughout. Whether or not this is detrimental to the album as a whole will depend entirely on whether you like diversity in an album or whether you long for a band to stick to what they’re good at. Cartesian Jetstream are exceptional at what they do. I can’t help but wish they would push themselves slightly further, the potential is certainly there.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Rl6-hRsqUPA

This is the video for “Little Lizards”. It is not a track from the new album, but it’s a frankly bonkers video, so I’ve included it anyway!

Ancestors is out now.

Grasscut – Everyone Was A Bird

Pre-order the album here – releases May 18th

Somehow or other I had no idea who Grasscut were when this dropped into my inbox from an enthusiastic PR person. My ignorance should be becoming a theme of these posts. Before long I had ascertained that they are, or have been at one point, associated with Ninja Tune. My interest was piqued. And then I listened to “Everyone Was a Bird”. What a record. For a taste before we go any further, watch the video below.

“Curlews” is just one of several astonishingly beautiful pieces of music contained herein. It almost defies description. I won’t sully it with words. Just listen and take it all in.

There’s a subtle directness to the beats and synth work which reminds me of Stateless at their most majestic. Before the opening track “Islander” is even through its first minute I am transfixed, as the interplay between acoustic and synthetic instruments begins to take hold. There’s an almost orchestral feel to much of this, a warmth to the sound that is both satisfying and unsettling simultaneously. The addition of strings is a masterstroke. A staggering song.

“Radar” is more driving, but features the same melodic invention and smorgasbord of instrumentation. Everything here feels just right.

It would be doing Grasscut a disservice to dissect each song individually. Over the course of its 8 tracks, “Everyone Was a Bird” draws the listener towards a different vista, as all the best music should. This strikes me as the sound of a band hitting their stride with confidence and panache, and with the full ability that their confidence is well-founded on a collection of fine songs.

Not just this, though. These are pieces of music to be experienced, to be lived. My experience hearing this album and this band for the first time was reminiscent of my first experience of the self-titled album from Stateless (the closest lazy journalistic comparison I can come up with in trying to describe this record). This is music that hits you between the eyes, and yet only grows in depth and power with repeated listens. Grasscut have the potential to become a truly important act in the weeks and months to come. Make sure you don’t miss out on this.

Jackson Scott – Sunshine Redux

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Now, this, this couldn’t be more different. Here we have the second album from 22 year old Jackson Scott, coming to us “out of the musical abyss”. Not having ever been there myself, it’s difficult to imagine what music drawn from within it would sound like, but this is inventive and vital sounding stuff. Hear the lead single “Ripe For Love” below.

Like much of the album, the song veers between blissed-out psychadelia, an almost kitsch 60s flower power revivalism and driving riff rock. The mind of Jackson Scott is certainly a creative and fertile place. While this could lead to the charge of “Sunshine Redux” being a challenging listen, those who accept that challenge will reap much reward. From the squall of “Steal Me”, the album progress to “Pacify”, the best song Brian Jonestown Massacre never wrote, but my favourite here is “Dissonance”, which veers wonderfully between sounding right and very, very wrong, as layers of echo and distorted drums seek to put the listener off what is, in effect, a jaunty summer pop tune. By the time closer “Ripe For Love II” gets in on the act, with urgent acoustic picking and some lovingly processed sounds, I’m sold. Pay attention to Jackson Scott. He’s coming for you.

Andreya Triana – Giants

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I had more than one reason to be excited to hear this album. Not only is it on Ninja Tune (most of the best things are) but it is produced by Matt Hales, a bit of a musical hero of mine all the way from Ruth and The 45s to his present day work with Aqualung and acts such as Lianne La Havas. It seems to me the man can do no wrong, whichever genre he finds himself working in. All that said, an inventive producer does not necessarily a great album make. Without the raw materials of songs, performer and performances the most energetic project can fall flat. Fortunately for Matt Hales and his burgeoning reputation, Andreya Triana has all of that is required. And she has it in spades.

Coming on like a cross between the aforementioned La Havas and Laura Mvula, this is soulful yet driving pop music for the musically switched on. Take a listen to Gold if you don’t believe me yet.

From the moment the opening brass salvo of “Paperwalls” gives way to a vocal rhythm bed and Andreya’s sonorous tones appear for the first time, the pattern is set. This is a musical album. It is never predictable, but it always, somehow or other, does exactly what you hope it will next. Take the title track as an example. Beginning with some restrained processed piano, at just the right moment some pizzicato strings are introduced, as Andreya’s vocals open out, before it all falls away into a soaring pop chorus. This is balm to the weary and cynical musical soul. Best of all, as the song builds to its height, Andreya crests the high notes with an effervescent effortlessness. No strain here. She is in complete control.

A percussive Rhodes piano riff heralds the album’s high point “Keep Running”, Triana’s call to press on. The closest the record has to a rock song, what’s fantastic is that where the lazy might introduce a crunchy guitar, instead what we have is a series of processed pianos and distant vocal inflexions. And that bass-focused Rhodes riff. It will slay you, I promise. “Now keep running, got her hands up and she knows it’s not enough today” goes the chorus. If you don’t find this repeating on you as an ear-worm, then I think you might have a problem. So gloriously textured and layered, there is so much going on in this song that I could write an essay on the way the different keyboard parts intermingle and support one another. But you’d get bored and move on, so I won’t.

The real strength of “Giants” is that this high point is followed by the kind of soul-funk beloved of India.Arie, and that Andreya and her cohorts pull off the transition in style comfortably and believably. She is capable of anything. The world is at her feet. Get in on the ground floor with Andreya Triana and her fantastic debut album.

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Some Great Stuff I’ve Heard Recently – Laila Biali and the Radiance Project “House of Many Rooms”

When this popped into my inbox, I didn’t really know what to make of it. An entirely new name to me, Laila Biali is a jazz singer of some repute as well as a collaborator with Sting and Paula Cole among others. So she’s pretty good, right? Right. “Shadowlands” kicked things off and immediately blew my mind clean away. It’s a fast-paced piano driven rock song with hard as nails grooves from drummer Ben Whitman (co-prodcuer and also Laila’s husband). Not only that, it’s covered in swathes and swathes of absolutely gorgeous, soulful horns. Not only that but it also features a spine-tingling vocal arrangement, brought to life by the Toronto Mass Choir. The song is astonishing. I cannot tell you the grin that has danced across my face each time this song has played. It’s the kind of track that you can’t just nod your head, stamp your foot or click your fingers to. You have to do them all. It also contains within it a notably hopeful lyrical sheen. “There is hope beyond the dark and long”, Laila riffs at the climax of the chorus. By the songs’ end, you’ll believe her.

This is by far the best song I’ve heard this year. If it does not proper Laila Biali into the consciousness of people all over the globe there is no justice on Planet Music. Ok, so we know there is no justice on Planet Music, but allow me to indulge in some proper hyperbole, where only proper hyperbole will do.

And that’s only track one.

I could go on, and on, and on. “Love” takes things in a piano pop direction, and features one of those choruses. “Sparrow” speaks of the beauty of every day’s new mercies over some succulent piano chords. “Upside Down” is all bass groove, topped with sensuous Rhodes, and then surprises with a straight-ahead chorus of considerable power. By the time closer “Plainclothes Hero” rolls in to view, you’re ready to submit to the sheer passion, beauty and skill on display here. If there’s a better debut album released this year I’ll be surprised.

All in all, you can’t do without this record. It’s a fantastic album. Simply a stellar piece of work.  I was floored from minute one. This is pop, this is indie, it could be jazz. It speaks to me of Ben Folds in parts, and not just because the piano features heavily. There is great orchestration throughout, all topped with a series of beautiful and confident vocal performances. Mixed in throughout is the reality of a lived-out faith but whether you agree with her beliefs or not, this is music to transcend divisions and boundaries. As Laila says in the video below, she wanted to mix soul with an independent heart. She succeeds in this aim in spades. One not to miss. Catch her on tour in the UK this autumn.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?t=149&v=hwRd9MOvMcc

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Some Great Stuff I’ve Heard Recently: An Introduction

I’ve been writing 1 review a week, or thereabouts, for Drowned in Sound for the last few months. Quite amusingly, it has resulted in a couple of things pretty instantly:

1. Lots of people read what I have to say. Which is nice. It is also different from virtually every other musical or written platform I’ve ever had. There’s a humility lesson there. Writing about music isn’t in any way about me, or promoting my “brand” or any other nonsense like that. I do it largely as a pleasing diversion. A learning point perhaps?

2. I get deluged (several a week as I said in a post last week) with offers to hear albums by artists who themselves have read stuff I’ve written, or whose PR person has done the same. There is so much great music in the world. I can’t write about everything on Drowned in Sound. I have a job, and they have a review assignment policy, but it seems only fair to draw attention to some of this fantastic music if I can do. Hence I’m making a home for it here on this site. It doesn’t have the reach of Drowned in Sound’s several hundred thousand unique visitors a month (a man can dream, perhaps if I was a conservative evangelical?) but it is just as quotable.

And so I hope it helps. Having spent a long time trying to get attention for various bands myself, I know it can be a pretty lonely job. So far I’ve had albums from three continents. The internet is a small world. I’ll only write about stuff if I really like it, but if I really like it I promise to enthuse gratuitously. Deal? Good.

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Luke Sital-Singh “The Fire Inside”

In October of 2012, in a tiny independent record shop, a side event to The Gathering in Oxford, I had my first encounter with the transcendent wonder of Luke Sital-Singh. At the time I had just started dating my now wife, and she had excitedly told me I should hear him. I wasn’t confident, but wanting to impress my new girlfriend. I dutifully allowed myself to be dragged down the Cowley Road. He shuffled in, quite an unassuming-looking chap. Definitely an indie singer-songwriter. There may have been 20 people there. Maybe slightly more, but this was certainly not a big deal in the offing. As he set up, apparently nervously, I wondered what would unfold. “I Have Been a Fire” stuttered into life, with its gentle, almost non-descript first verse, and I was drifting away. All of  a sudden, Luke bellowed “I have been a fire” with an almighty guitar clang, redolent of Radiohead at their most truculent and I was jolted back to attention. What was this angelic beauty? In an all-too-short 20 minute set I was hooked beyond belief. Afterwards, I convinced my girlfriend to buy the Fail For You EP from a slightly bewildered looking tunesmith and one of those musical obsessions began, the kind which come to exist in a moment but are so powerful that you wonder how you managed without them for so long.

Following that night in Oxford, a lot has changed. For one, I’m married now. For another, after a prolonged period of releasing ever-more urgent EPs, The Fire Inside, Luke’s debut album, is finally here. I’ve been intrigued to see that Iain Archer plays a large part in Luke Sital-Singh’s production. Another favourite of mine, Archer shares the wistfully insistent quality of songwriting that makes Luke so special. Both of them write what are basically pop songs, but which at the same time have a quiet sense of epic desperation, darkness hidden underneath breezy melodies and lilting lyricisms.

The album begins with Nothing Stays the Same and The Greatest Lovers, two uptempo tunes which could have fitted on Archer’s Flood the Tanks, a criminally underrated album of the early part of the last decade.

It is on gentler tracks such as Bottled Up Tight, Nearly Morning and Fail For You that the genius of this artist shines through brightest, however. Vocally yearning, melodically and harmonically satisfying and doused in beauty, these songs truly shine. Particularly Fail For You. I’ve never been sure whether this is about a girl, or a love song from a parent, or God to a child, but it is one moment where the aforementioned transcendence really shines through. Whatever its about, it is a wonderful moment. It is also the only track from previous EPs left seemingly-unchanged for this album. You can’t improve on perfection.

Moments of beauty abound throughout the album. Through it, the satisfaction of hearing a young songwriter mature in to a formidable talent and voice in pop culture is palpable. Finishing with two more restrained moments of wonder, Cornerstone and Benediction leave the heart straining.

It will be exciting to see where Luke goes next after this splendid album. A summer of festivals, including Greenbelt this weekend, and a tour in the autumn (on which the equally brilliant Karima Francis opens) are in his immediate future. Some of the venues on the forthcoming tour are tiny. Make the effort to see him. I don’t think he’ll be playing venues of that size again. A formidable talent, armed with great songs and a stunning album. The world could be his oyster.

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First Review For Mirrors

The first review for Mirrors is in, thanks to my friends at Louder Than the Music for their kindness. Here’s the review:

Haydon Spenceley has done it again. He has bounced back with another stunning, haunting, electro rock inspired magical piece of music in ‘Mirrors‘. Nobody creates music like Haydon, he really does have his own style and sound, and that is a very rare thing these days.

‘Come Undone’ is a mixture of electro bleeps mixed with a strong drum beat that is infused with the distinctive vocals of Haydon. A wonderful opening number. If you ever thought modern rock songs had to use big synths and dance loops then you might want to take a look at this track, this song strips rock music back to where it belongs.

As already said, Haydon has a very distinctive voice, and this comes over brilliantly in the song ‘Friends For Life‘. This foot tapping song is an instant hit with distorted guitars adding a great edgy sound to it.

Rise‘ takes the level of the album down to the ballad arena. This anthemic pop rock song has a great melody flowing through the chorus that is not just catchy but also powerful. ‘Beyond The End‘ has a brilliant guitar solo and epic drum beat in the middle, it could have easily have been on the Radiohead album ‘OK Computer‘, it has that same style and intensity.

Title track ‘Mirrors‘ is a little punk/rock, without being the mainstream punk/pop you sometime get in the charts. This in-your-face power track has some hard hitting lyrics that are well worth getting your teeth into.

Interlude‘ is what it says on the tin, but this isn’t a wasted instrumental track on the album, this is a wonderful piece of music, so beautiful to listen to as the sun is setting.

One of my favourite tracks has to be the eccentric ‘Gloria‘. There is something very Beatles, Muse, Radiohead, or Delirious about this song that really speaks to me. It may not come across as great for radio, but it’s a great track with some fantastic sounds.

LTTM have always been a fan of the work of Haydon, he seems to know how to put together a great song and then put it on a record with loads of other great songs. He is a creative songwriter who sticks to what he wants to do, and will not change his sound and the way he writes music for fast moving trends. 

My first thought about this collection was that it sounded like it didn’t fit what was out there at the moment, but isn’t that the whole point? This is pushing the boundaries. Haydon could have made these songs much more dance inspired rock, but what he has done here is taken the model of good rock music and added a modern Haydon twist to it. It takes guts to do something you really believe in, and Haydon must be applauded. The songs speak for themselves, the production is of top top quality, and there isn’t much I didn’t love about this record! I hope you feel the same too.

Review by Jono Davies

Standout Tracks
Gloria
Beyond The End
Come Undone

Read the original review here 

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Her Name is Calla “Navigator” (2014)

I vividly remember playing a gig at The Social, on Pelham Street in Nottingham, in around 2005. The Social is a cool venue. A lot of bands and artists play it on the way up (and on the way back down again) on the indie rock touring treadmill. For me as a young songwriter it felt pretty important to be playing at a place like that. From my memory, I played early on, played ok, was suitably intense and moody and was lifted off the stage (elegantly) feeling pretty good about myself. Then a guy called Tom, playing under the name Her Name is Calla, got up and played a set of such searing, visceral power that I was spellbound, and firmly put in my place as to the relative merits of our respective live performances. I picked up a demo and wore it out. Calla of old were a post-rock band extraordinaire. They did quiet and loud in all the right places, better than most other bands and yet, through a variety of circumstances, never quite reached the level of acclaim of some of their (in my opinion) lesser contemporaries. Who knows why.

As time has gone on, Tom has released a string of increasingly wonderful solo records under the name T E Morris, filled with heart-on-the-sleeve honesty, and startlingly serious vocals. All the while, Calla has carried on in the background. Condor and River, The Heritage and The Quiet Lamb built them an enviable reputation as a creative and daring studio band and a juggernaut of a  live experience. With The Navigator, the full potential of the band is finally realised.

This is an album which has “intense” written all over it. The Roots Run Deep has Tom crooning “I’m alone in here now and I’m mixed up” over a skittering beat, strident synths and the kind of blips and bleeps which have characterised the work of contemporaries Ghosting Season. It seems to be a song about lost hopes, maybe romantic, maybe musical. What’s clear is that, after the almost pastoral opening of I Was On the Back of  a Nightingale, that this is no standard post-rock album. Morris and his cohorts have stretched themselves, taking in electronica, folk, even some ambient drone-like elements, as on It’s Called Daisy, which leads into the wondrous Ragman Roll.

Elements of the album bring to mind for me the wonderful Josh T Pearson, such as Burial’s “I don’t have choices, only anger” refrain, which you find yourself singing along to, and then wishing that you, and Tom, didn’t wonder if it were actually true. The interplay of vocals, banjos and violin on this track is a particular highlight. another example of how HNiC have taken the post-rock template and built on it in such a way as to entirely stand out from the crowd. This is pastoral post-rock. The kind that might be made if Nick Cave and Nick Drake had had the same parents.

Best of all, when the explosive release does come, as in the coda of the title-track at the album’s midpoint, it is so unexpected and exciting that it feels perfect. That the wall-of-sound is not returned to in the same way throughout the rest of the album is to its credit.

The concluding quartet of It Was Flood, Whale Fall_A Journal, Dreamland and Perfect Prime will, I think, not be bettered by a band of this type this year. Satisfyingly, HNiC do not resort to going out with a bang, instead space is given to beauty and wonder.

This is an album. It is a heavy listen, for sure, but as an exercise in to how to build and pace a whole suite of music in to a coherent whole, it is excellent. This is the kind of music people who are serious about songwriting should listen to. Tom Morris is  a singular talent and deserving of much more recognition than he is currently afforded.

So, a folk post-rock album, which sounds a bit like Radiohead, a bit like Josh T Pearson, a bit like depression, a bit like Bon Iver, and a lot like the kind of cross-over success that Her Name is Calla have deserved for so long. Let’s hope it arrives, so that they don’t have to spend four years making the next album.

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Neil Cowley Trio – “Touch and Flee” (2014)

I make this the sixth album from Neil Cowley and the duo that make up his Trio, Rex Horan and Evan Jenkins (not counting EPs, iTunes live sessions and so on). The PR for the record trumpets Neil as “Adele’s Pianist”, which he is, among many other things. It’s him twinkling the ivories on the proper intro for Chasing Pavements, for instance. He’s also had a hand in Birdy’s recent career-high album, been Derry’s Musician in Residence as they were last year’s European City of Culture, and, perhaps most importantly of all, he had a telegram read out at my wedding. Albeit it was a telegram berating me for being so keen on getting early review copies of his band’s albums, but still. As a side note, Neil wasn’t the biggest man to have a telegram read out at my wedding. Neil is quite a reasonably-sized chap. Adebayo Akinfenwa, on the other hand, well. I think you could fit three Neil Cowley’s into one Adebayo Akinfenwa. However, when it comes to the modern jazz pianist, Neil Cowley is an almost peerless heavyweight and the maturity and nuance of his band’s new album, Touch and Flee will only serve to cement and enhance that reputation.

I’ll admit took me a while to “get” this album and as a result. I missed the album’s June 9th release date for posting this review because I didn’t know what to say about it. And then, all of a sudden, it seemed, I “got” it. This is a great album. It will go down as a classic. It is the best jazz album of this and most other years. Now I shall tell you why.

Beginning with the beguiling Kneel Down, there is an immediately noticeable development in the band’s style and approach. While all the sounds are immediate, Kneel Down unfolds laconically, rather than with the insistence of the Trio’s former jams, as an elastic bass riff is juxtaposed with chiming piano chords. It immediately sets out the stall for the album. Whereas power and bombast in some parts, and smooth balladry in others, were previously Neil Cowley Trio’s stock in trade, this time, there is an almost concert-hall feel to the work. These nine pieces are symphonic without being grandiose, a contrast again to the previous album, The Face of Mount Molehill, which employed a string section to add orchestral flourishes. This time, the synergy between Cowley, drummer Evan Jenkins and Rex Horan is all that is required to make these songs soar.

Noticeably absent here are the, for the want of a better phrase, faster and louder songs. That is not to say that the album lacks intensity by any means, but it is symptomatic of the increasing maturity in Cowley’s writing that he never resorts to ivory-thumping. Instead, as on Winterlude, a groove builds and builds without ever reaching an expected crescendo, Sparkling, well, sparkles, as major and minor chords intertwine and compete, all adorned by trademark flowing arpeggios. Gang Of One, again, twists and turns all over the place, simmering with buried angst, before resolving into the kind of funk groove that makes me want to walk like an Egyptian (unlikely in my case). It’s great. A high point of the album. It is followed by another, as Couch Slouch’s staccato rhythm slinks into play. By this point, mid way through the album, the listener already knows this is a different kind of listen. Heads are nodding, feet are tapping, subtle air drums are being played (if they’d only stop being so clever and changing time signature all the time and catching me out). Bryce is a mournful, almost cinematic piece, which, yet again, begins in a kind of “all come apart” fashion before finding itself around some beautiful Horan picking. Always feeling like it could devolve in to a Bad Plus, Nirvana-covering hullabaloo, it never does, instead opting for beauty and substance, allied with style. As with the rest of the album, the mix-positioning of the rhythm section, making you feel like the players are in the room with you as they play, really enables you to feel every cymbal splash, every time Rex leans in to a note. It’s as close to having them play in your living room as any of us are ever likely to get.

Never ones to be pigeonholed, the band then unveil Mission,a song pushed along by what sounds like a toy organ. While the song is good in and of itself, it works best as an introduction to the majestic Queen, “Touch and Flee”‘s high point and defining moment. Beginning with the hushed brushes of Evan Jenkins, what develops in the next six minutes or so is the kind of song that musicians dream of writing, playing, sharing in with an audience. It is perfect. Each section builds on the last, at once both taking the song to places you can’t imagine it would go and also satisfying that inner sense we all have when listening to the greatest music of “it’d be great if they did this now”. This is the song on the album that not only sounds the most like Neil Cowley Trio of old, it is the song that sets the course to the Neil Cowley Trio of the future. The section which begins at 2.27 is the kind which renders all other music totally irrelevant. You can already imagine crowds sitting, eyes closed, at one with the band as they sway in gloriously intense concentration as something transcendent is brought to live. This band do gradual builds better than any I have ever heard, and Queen is the greatest of them all. I cannot wait, I cannot WAIT to hear this song live. Best of all, it doesn’t go crazy, everything is under control, but it’s also the most intense and invigorating six minutes of music you’ll hear this year. I promise.

As the album concludes with The Art, a largely Cowley-focused legato end-credits, one is left to marvel at having sat through something truly special. For a relatively short album, so many ideas are packed in that it feels like hours have passed. Anyone who thinks they can write songs should listen to this band. This (ironically for guys who seem much more interested in beards than the divine) is music which has touched something of the divine. Neil Cowley Trio have made their jazz album and it is damn near perfect.

And to think I didn’t like it to start with.

You can stream Mission from the album here