There is a frequency in ‘Antrim’, Llanos’s first track, that you feel in the roof of your mouth. Around 300Hz, it pushes upward into the skull and takes residence. It is at once the feeling of sound as it is the feeling of cold, or of losing something precious. What has gone has gone, but
30 years ago, a tiny record label run out of Croydon resident Gary Mundy’s bedroom was launched on the world, alongside Mundy’s band Ramleh. Although it would always remain an operation ensconced in the underground of British music, it quietly helped shape the nature of that underground and gradually grew in influence until it reached
To accompany our interview with Icarus (which you can read over here) Sam Britton and Ollie Bown have been kind enough to kick off our series of mixes in a typically eclectic manner, with a selection of material by them and other artists on their boundary-blurring Not Applicable label. As well as a few Icarus
I’m hugely sceptical of critical consensus. This year, more than any other, it feels like many “albums of the year” lists are dominated by the same names, as if many so-called critics are too busy listening to each other rather than listening – really listening – to music. What galls most is the way these
I met Trish Keenan, James Cargill and Tim Felton in a pub somewhere in North London some years ago as they were gearing up for the release of their second studio album as Broadcast, Haha Sound. I was expecting a short time window and was preparing myself to squeeze in as many questions as I
