With his latest EP, Taylor constructs a sonically cohesive narrative which allows him the opportunity to practically experiment in real-time.
Category: Reviews
In Review: black midi – Cavalcade
Time appears to have fortified black midi’s vision, as they collide their chaotic qualities on a second album that seems effortless and revelatory.
In Review: Sons Of Kemet – Black To The Future
The London jazz quartet’s latest offering is a resounding reminder that music doesn’t need many words to make a statement.
In Review: St. Vincent – Daddy’s Home
Annie Clark’s latest album is her most personal to date, reflecting upon mother-daughter issues, womanhood, and her father’s imprisonment, but rests on some of these tropes a little too easily.
In Review: Babe Rainbow – Changing Colours
Changing Colours doesn’t see the Byron Bay band go completely chameleonic, but ensures enough sonic change from past releases to indicate they’re still riding the waves of psychedelic exploration.
In Review: Squid – Bright Green Field
Squid’s debut album has lived up to the hype: it’s hard to pin down the album because it’s always changing. It continually mutates throughout, which is part of what makes it so enthralling.
In Review: The Black Keys – ‘Crawling Kingsnake’
In a 21st century tribute to their influences, the blues duo have electrified the track made famous by John Lee Hooker, without sacrificing any of the power of its raw simplicity.
In Review: Alfa Mist – Bring Backs
There’s a tendency to cast Mist simply as hip-hop head turned jazz musician in a way that doesn’t always reflect the intricacies of his musical output. His new record excels in its understatement and perhaps most of all in its balance – no single element becomes too overbearing or predictable, no one influence too prominent.
In Review: Lucy Dacus – ‘Hot & Heavy’
‘Hot & Heavy’ skews nostalgic, but Dacus has no desire to reel you in with a copy-pasted track – she’s got too much to tell you, and you’d better listen.
In Review: Alan Vega – Mutator
All the history of Vega and Suicide swirls around in this album from the vault, which has an eerie spatial quality to it. Hearing him yell at you from beyond the grave is disorienting; it absorbs you – it’s like you’re being haunted by his ghost.