From Västerås, Sweden, I Used To Be A Sparrow are back with their second full-length album and they gonna take you in their clear-obscure dream world made up of indie rock shreddings, shoegazer flavoured epic and bitter-sweet escapades and dream-pop hooks. Scandinavian quality, hypnotic and melodious, simple and smart, soulful, but simultaneously efficient.
The duo of Dick Pettersson and Andrea Caccese find their own path drawing inspiration from quite different bands such as Explosions in The Sky, Minus The Bear, Mew, Pedro The Lion, Last Days of April, Kent, Coldplay, Radiohead, The Ataris, The Beatles, Angels and Airwaves, Thrice, Anberlin, Tom Waits, Fleetwood Mac, Foo Fifghters, The Chariot, Kent; Dinosaur Jr., Sebadoh, Built to Spill, This will destroy you; …And you will know us by the trail of death, Japandroids, Minor Threat, The Replacements, Slipknot, And you will know us by the trail of death, Lucero, Ramones, Bon Iver, Tallhart, The Gaslight Anthem, etc. Read more I Used To Be A Sparrow – You Are An Empty Artist (2013)
Somewhere between the classy and powerful, genuine Brit rock of John Waite (The Babys/Bad English) and the groove oriented, grungier Indie rock in the vein of Kings of Leon or OK Go, it’s Sky Burns Red, a promising young band from U.K.
Honestly, I’m glad that the melancholy and platitudes fueled concept trilogy of “Hombre Lobo” (2009), “End Times” (2010) and “Tomorrow Morning” (2010) it’s closed and hopefully Mark Oliver Everett, better known as E. Other, moved over. Those country-blues flavored, mostly boring and tasteless, self-pity ballads, frankly, were a great disappointment. Sentiments? Well, I have sympathy for those stories of desire, loss, and redemption, but can not shed a tear. Got my own s*it to bear. And nobody shed a tear for me, not even giving a s*it.
With roots back to The Stooges and the grooves and melodies of The Dandy Warhols, merging the fury of The Jon Spencer Blues Explosion with the straight simplicity of the Danish Surf rockers The Good The Bad, juggling between the rawness of The Velvet Underground and the new blues spirit of The Black Keys, the French Plymouth Fury serve us a hot and noisy, garage flavored rock with resonances to Spaghetti westerns with Tarantino vibe.
Two years after its acclaimed debut effort “Like a coffee” released through M&O Music & Mosaic Music Distribution, Kursed returns with a new album entitled “Miaow” and filled-up with the same Brit indie rock and post-punk revival flavored music in the vein of Arctic Monkeys, Bloc Party, The Fratellis, Kaiser Chiefs, and blended with dirty American, blues rooted indie rock in the footsteps of The Black Keys, Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, Modest Mouse, The Killers, and Interpol.
EmptyMansions it’s the solo effort of Interpol’s drummer Sam Fogarino. Sam Fogarino wrote most of the songs for snakes while on tour promoting Interpol’s fourth and self-titled album, from mid 2009 to late 2011. This is raw sounding, garage flavored, but genuine indie rock, somewhere in the space between dEUS, Eels (in their good old days) and Sonic Youth. As he describe it: lyrically, the songs are the result of he’s reading much postmodern fiction by writers such as Hubert Selby Jr (‘Sulfate’); discovering an appreciation for aerial dance and a fascination with outer-space (‘Lyra’); the TV-drama Justified (‘Up In The Holler’), and Black Francis of Pixies fame (‘That Man’). Musically, Sam drew upon classic heavyweights; Neil Young (The closing track on snakes is a cover of ‘Down By The River’), The Stones, Zeppelin—filtered through his affinity with the likes of Sonic Youth and Pixies.
Some bands are coming out of the blue and breaking all the rules and conventions, and delivering what we should simply call “the real thing”. Music. Not conveniences. Not consumables. Not that predictable boom-boom, bang-bang what we use to upload in our mp3 players to cover the urban background noises and isolate ourselves from all the others and the rest of the world. No. It’s definitively something it’s very wrong whit this species.
It’s not strange kind of focus, but rather out of focus. Time and Energy delivering a strange mixture of Afro-beats, Blues/Country/Folk roots and Beck flavored Indie vibes with some Rufus Wainwright taste-like vivid whatever. “Loop Rock”? Eventually. But pretty hard to chew being not under influence and the taste is questionable. And well, I’m quite trained to listening anything, even considering the construction site next to my building a musical revolution. When the 7th track, “Sitting On a Scale” started almost as a classic The Beatles song, it was a release. Up till then, “Strange Kind of Focus” sounded like a mixtape on acid. The very next “O’Molly” have that raw wickedness of some early The White Stripes tracks, it’s that kind of perfect menage of Blues and Indie/Garage Rock – and it’s probably the best moment of the album. And the following “Think it Through” it’s not that bad too, or simply I get used with their layered and sometimes antagonist sound. The closing “Acid Jam” it’s build upon a Latino foundation, but just as its title suggest, it’s an Acid Jam, after a few pleasant seconds the whole thing get out of control and became quite dangerous.






