In the wake of the impending shutdown of BBC3 this autumn, the BBC has so far been vague when it comes to discussing the fate of BBC4. Rebranding seems certain if the station does survive. But there are many reasons why the BBC shouldn’t close BBC4. Continue reading
I’d heard of this trailblazing soul man before, but at that point I couldn’t actually say I ‘knew’ his music with serious conviction. That night at the Roundhouse, I was there to see Bobby perform with Gorillaz – Damon Albarn and his circus of musical collaborators. My unfamiliarity with his legacy didn’t stop me from appreciating what a special moment it was to be in his presence and feel his energy, however.
I’ll never forget the atmosphere all around me from the crowd that night when he sung ‘Cloud of Unknowing’. A dreamy, ever-so-slightly foreboding song, steeped with organs and strings. It’s classic Albarn at his melancholic best. It’s also seemingly a complete world away from Womack’s lean-in-and-listen soul music, you might think. Yet, every syllable fluttered with emotion. The mood in the concert hall at that moment was breathless – the entire crowd had been beset by the same euphoria. Continue reading
So it turns out I’m wrong. Musical prejudice is alive and well here in 2013, despite the internet and its supposed ability to make the digital age a more progressive one. Continue reading
It’s been a momentous year for music – or at least that’s the conclusion I glean from my record collection, which has never been healthier. We’ve had new albums from artists in their prime and a cacophony of fresh-faced newbies all helping to expand the musical spectrum ever more. The critics have laid down their end of year verdicts, and so too have some of my friends.
Now, it’s time for my own subjective list of the year’s top ten albums. Continue reading
Songs that make you get up and go, strut your stuff and sway in the breeze
Electric Guest – This Head I Hold
If your pulse doesn’t start to race to the sound of Electric Guest’s ‘This Head I Hold’, then it’s time you saw a doctor. It’s burst after burst of repetitive, high-energy rhythms that rise to a climatic zenith. Continue reading
Though I’ve driven past it on many occasions I’d never actually been inside The O2 (or Millennium Dome as it was originally called) until now. Making our way toward the gargantuan structure from North Greenwich tube station its 12 yellow support arms dazzled against the night sky, illuminating the oversized marquee like a spaceship that had landed right in the centre of the city. Inside the thing itself was a myriad of restaurants, cafés, bars and entertainment venues all packed together in one of the most inventive architectural feats I’ve ever seen.
That night I was treated to a rapturous harmony of music from all corners of the globe, from the Lebanese National Orchestra for Arabic Music to De La Soul. Music from all three of the band’s studio albums – Gorillaz, Demon Days and Plastic Beach – was played, including some favourites I witnessed live for the first time, ‘19-2000’, ‘Tomorrow Comes Today’ and ‘Demon Days’.