I promised to keep posting the cream of the crop
from my bulging inbox and by heaven I’m determined to darn well stick with
it...no matter how much turgid Oasis-a-like crap I have to endure. Happily the
first choice couldn’t be less Oasis-a-like if it tried. Wrap your ears around
some Jens Lekman...got a bit of a chilled out Prefab Sprout meets Belle and
Sebastian vibe...gorgeous n’est ce pas?
Afrobeat revivalists Antibalas are back with a
frankly so-funky-it-should-be -banned slice of booty shaking brilliance. Don’t
blame me if you put your back out...
London four
piece Arthur Beatrice serve up some classy pop with a nicely icy vocal (shimmering
it says on the press release...and who am I to argue?) from the delightfully
named Ella Girardot.
Grunge goth anyone. Thought so....you look the sort.
Try some IO ECHO for size.
If Phil Spector stopped blowing away hookers (allegedly) and hooked
up with Stereolab instead it might sound a little like this one from Brooklyn’s
TEEN. As cool as a hipster’s fridge freezer.
That’s it for
this edition of The Semi Regular blah blah blah. All of the above are out over
the next few months...not that the concept of being ‘out’ means anything
anymore, but there you go...that’s the modern world for you. It was all shellac
and wax cylinders in my day...
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