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Foo Fighters - Echoes,
Silence, Patience And Grace
Everything about Foo
Fighters in the last few years has been
a little too much for their own good. Releasing
a typically patchy double album in 2005,
they embarked upon a tour of massive shows
that swamped their songs in a wall of sound,
alternating with quiet little acoustic gigs
that emasculated them and only served to
highlight the flaws in their material. For
all of their good points, the Foos have
always been best as a great little unpretentious
rock band, but since 1999's There Is Nothing
Left To Lose, they have been rather underwhelming,
with 2002's One By One much too dark and
angry to be any fun, while In Your Honor
badly needing editing down to one disc with
the highlights of each side combined to
make it, well, less dull. The good news
after all of this is that Dave Grohl and
Co are well and truly back on form with
Echoes, Silence, Patience And Grace. Things
were looking good from the moment that British
producer Gil Norton was brought on board,
having been the man at the helm for the
best Foos album, The Colour And The Shape,
and he has helped bring the kind of focus
and drive back to the band that was lost
over the last few years, with Echoes...
getting off to a flying start with rampaging
single The Pretender and the slow-burning
but equally explosive Let it Die. Erase/Replace
is classic Foos with a great pop chorus,
pounding drums and buzzsaw guitars, while
Long Road To Ruin, likely to be the next
single is the perfect radio rock song with
Grohl's vocals sounding as clean as poppy
as they have since Learn To Fly. The driving
beat and shimmering guitars build up nicely
to the instantly catchy chorus and it's
hard to see that this wouldn't be a big
hit when it gets released and when it gets
played at gigs. Things slow down on the
breathy Come Alive and introspective Stranger
Things Have Happened, but integrating these
tracks into a normal albums makes them infinitely
more interesting than they would have been
on the 'quiet' disc of In Your Honor. After
two ballady tracks, the electric guitars
kick in again well with Cheer Up Boys (Your
Make-Up Is Running), which is one of the
best rock-pop songs that Grohl has written,
with a real bounce to it. The country-rock
stomp of Summer's End is slightly less effective,
but Ballad Of The Beaconsfield Miners stands
out as one of the most unusual Foo Fighters
tracks ever, with duelling acoustic guitars
racing through an instrumental track dedicated
to miners trapped in the Beaconsfield mine
collapse who kept their spirits up listening
to the band. Maybe it's something that most
fans will skip over after a first listen,
but the guitar-playing in it is mind-blowing.
Echoes, Silence, Patience And Grace is a
very varied album, ranging from something
as unique as that to some classic Foo Fighters
rockers, but it all knits together better
than any album since The Colour And The
Shape, and Norton has to take some of the
credit for that, but it's very good to see
that Grohl has reined himself in on this
occasion after over-reaching so often recently.
The effect is a very impressive album that
certainly ranks amongst their best work.
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Elton John -
Elton 60 Live At Madison Square Garden
Elton John's
creative renaissance in the last six
or seven years has been remarkable,
and while the commercial rewards have
hardly been what they were back in
his 70s heyday, the songwriting has
finally returned to the kind of quality
that marked that era. For too long
he coasted on his talent, flamboyance
and showbiz mates. The last phase
of that dark era arguably came in
2000 with the release of Greatest
Hits One Night Only, a live DVD recorded
at Madison Square Garden in New York,
with Elton running through most of
his greatest hits with some 'special
guests'. Unfortunately they were the
likes of Mary J Blige, Bryan Adams,
Anastacia and Ronan Keating, none
of them fit to adjust his wig, let
alone share a stage with him. The
tracklisting was ok, but no better
than that, and the whole thing was
a disappointment. Perhaps it was to
him too, because a year later he released
Songs From West Coast, his best album
since the late 70s and a return to
simple songwriting genius. It was
followed in similar style by Peachtree
Road and The Captain And The Kid,
with Elton and Bernie Taupin admitting
that they had realised that instead
of trying to write hits, they should
just write good music. Appropriately,
for his 60th birthday, he returned
to Madison Square Garden earlier this
year, and it is a long way removed
from Greatest Hits One Night Only.
For a start, it kicks off with Sixty
Years On, a song quite obvious in
the context, but taken from his second
album, hardly one you would normally
expect to hear. And the great old
songs just keep on coming, with Madman
Across The Water, Where To Now St
Peter?, Hercules, Ballad Of A Well
Known Gun (awesome, just awesome),
Take Me To The Pilot, Holiday Inn,
Burn Down The Mission and Levon. It's
like Elton decided that his 60th birthday
was the time to remind everyone just
was an amazing songwriter he was in
the first decade of his career, and
it works. More hits emerge on disc
two, but even then it is still mostly
70s focused, with just two songs older
than the 80s, and only the best couple
of tracks from that decade. It gets
even better with the bonuses that
come with the DVD, including 18 live,
rare and unseen live performances
on disc one and Elton's New York Stories
on disc two, bringing classic songs
like Border Song and Someone Saved
My Life Tonight to the mix with performances
from the 70s. This collection won't
please everyone, because some of his
'pop-oriented' fans might bemoan the
lack of Nikita, Sacrfice and Can You
Feel The Love Tonight, but for those
of us who know that Tumbleweed Connection
is one of the best albums that anyone
anywhere has ever released, Elton
60 is the perfect DVD.
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PJ Harvey - White Chalk
Having rocked out
and sold millions on Stories from the City,
Stories from the Sea and then stripped it
back on the rough and ready Uh Huh Her,
PJ Harvey is shape-shifting again with White
Chalk, and this may well be her most impressive
transformation yet. Produced with Flood
and John Parish, it harkens back to their
work together on To Bring You My Love and
particularly Is This Desire? The latter,
released in 1998, is probably her most underrated
release, and is certainly the one she has
always said she is most proud of, with its
very sparse and moody production values
a world away from the guitar rock of the
massively successful album that followed
it. She has again mostly ditched the guitars
here, focusing instead on the piano and
saying that this has allowed her to go in
a different direction: "the great thing
about learning a new instrument from scratch
is that it... liberates your imagination."
It has certainly worked, because White Chalk
is quite possibly her best album yet, with
each and every track an instant classic,
from wonderful new single When Under Ether
to the stunning title track. While Harvey
has avoided making a mainstream rock album,
she has also moved away from the experimentation
of Uh Huh Her, meaning that every song here
is quite straightforward in structure and
has some of the best melodies of her career,
particularly on tracks like To Talk To You
and Dear Darkness. She previewed a lot of
these songs during her show at the Manchester
International Festival and White Chalk certainly
lives up to the promise of that gig and
is one of the best albums of the year without
a doubt.
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The Flaming Lips -
UFOs At The Zoo DVD
There's not many acts
as just plan 'out there' as The Flaming
Lips, and the first few minutes of this
live DVD prove that. Interspersed with shots
of drunken oafs screaming and pulling faces,
blue-tinted zoo animals go about their daily
business. This is titled The Freaks Get
Restless And Wake The Animals. Then a cartoon
UFO takes off and it is explained that this
is The Flaming Lips' legendary concert at
the Oklahoma City Zoo. Then a 'real' UFO
lands and a blurry blue man starts waving
his hands around. This is the mothership,
but apparently we aren't at a Parliament
gig. Apparently. The blurry blue man opens
the UFO and The Flaming Lips come out. They
make some strange noises. For quite a while.
Oh look, Wayne Coyne is in a massive bubble
on top of the UFO. How is he going to sing
up there? He had better think fast because
his band sound they like about to play a
song. He walks down the UFO, still in the
bubble, and lands on the stage. Then walks
off over the crowd. The band still sound
like they are going to play a song soon
(they'd better, this has been going on for
almost eight minutes now). Wayne Coyne is
out of the bubble! AND THEY'RE PLAYING A
SONG!! And it's Race For The Prize and glitter
is falling everywhere and suddenly everything
is wonderful with the world. Apart from
the camera angle where you can see right
up Coyne's nose. But hey, it's The Flaming
Lips, you've got to expect weirdness. Why
else would you have sat through eight minutes
of surreal nonsense to get to the first
song? One problem with their live performances
is that Coyne's voice tends not to sound
very good, which is probably why they compensate
with all the madness, and on a DVD, it's
harder to get caught up in all of that spectacle,
but it's still impressive the first time
you watch it and looks a hell of a lot of
fun, while songs like She Don't Use Jelly,
Yoshimi Battles The Pink Robots (Pts 1 and
2) and Do You Realize? would sound good
if a cat was singing them, so this is still
an essential purchase for Lips fans. If they are on some kind of mind-expanding drug it might help, but to be honest it probably doesn't make much difference. A special live DVD from a special band.
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Fightstar - One Day
Son, This Will All Be Yours
Debut album Grand
Unification proved that Fightstar were more
than just 'that guy from Busted who thinks
he can be in a real band'. It wasn't a world
beater and didn't really even threaten to
take them into rock's A-league, but it won
over many people who might have been sceptical
of a former boyband member trying to be
a rock star. Charlie Simpson and Co were
certainly very earnest when it came to their
music and making your debut album as a concept
based on anime series Neon Genesis Evangelion
is pretty hardcore. Or rather post-hardcore,
which is the genre that Fightstar have been
slipped into by Kerrang! That certainly
wasn't what record company Island Records
were hoping for, and they apparently tried
to convince Simpson to steer the band back
towards a more mainstream sound, which might
entice a few old Busted fans to hop on board.
He was not impressed: "Earlier this week
we decided to tear up the contract," he
said last year. "They wanted a pop album
and we didn't. I've put so much into this
band I don't want to start compromising
now." So, in the spirit of non-compromisation,
Fightstar ditched their label and went off
looking for another one, eventually settling
on Institute Records, but even then their
preparations went a bit screwy when intended
first single Floods had to be put back because
of the, well, floods in England this summer.
So, with second album One Day Son, This
Will All Be Yours now finally ready for
release, is it any good? Well, the positive
news is that it is lyrically much more accessible
than Grand Unification, so clearly Simpson
has allowed himself to compromise slightly
without having to write 'sell-out' in blood
across his forehead as penance. The sound
too is a little easier to get your teeth
into, and clearly Fightstar have been listening
to Muse, with melodramatic keyboards playing
their part. They still rock out on Deathcar,
and it's hardly a pop album, but with female
backing vocals on Unfamiliar Ceilings, this
is an album that shows a maturing sound
as they begin to really step out of the
shadows of Busted and expres themselves
properly. They aren't there yet, but they're
getting there.
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Fatboy Slim - The Greatest Hits Remixes
Ah yes, the ultimate cash-in. Not satisfied with releasing his greatest hits album last year, Norman Cook returns with the greatest hits - REMIXED! Why try harder indeed. To be fair, he has at least used his showbiz connections to gather together a decent castlist of remixers, including the Chemical Brothers, Junkie XL, Timo Maas, Mike D and Ad Rock from the Beastie Boys, X-Press 2 and Jon Carter, but that doesn't change the fact that this is still just a remix album. At their very best and most relevant, these things are patchy affairs and that is certainly the case here. Redanka's version of Right Here Right Now takes just the right sections of the song to come up with a decent tune and a good way to start proceedings, while Junkie XL works his Elvis magic on Weapon Of Choice, but the fact is that most remixes just make you wish you were listening to the originals. That isn't the case with some here, but that's only because the originals are pretty ropey too, and having two discs of these means that there's plenty of Fatboy Slim's less impressive fare getting the overhaul treatment, which means that casual fans will quickly lose interest. It isn't the complete waste of time that it could have been, but the fact is that if you want Rockafeller Skank, Praise You et al, you'd do much better to get the proper greatest hits collection, and this would have been much more useful as a bonus disc (just one disc, mind) with that album. Like this, it really isn't worth the money, unless you are a really big Fatboy Slim fan and would love to hear some lengthy and frankly dull versions of his songs.
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Manu Chao - La
Radiolina
Manu Chao is
one of the most singular artists around.
From the first 15 seconds of opening
track 13 Días, it couldn't possibly
be anyone else but him, with his lolloping
rhythms, quirky hooks and squeaky
little voice. Technically, his music
fits into the 'world beat' genre,
but he's never cared too much for
genres in his career so far, having
mashed together all kinds of styles
with the awesome Mano Negra in the
80s. Today, he exists in his own genre,
spending almost as much time working
other artists into that as producing
his own music, with his most recent
contribution to the music scene being
the reinvention of Malian duo Amadou
and Mariam, producing and guesting
on their Dimanche a Bamoko album and
getting them the acclaim and sales
that they had long deserved. Aside
from a French-language-only album
in 2004, he's been quiet since 2001's
Próxima Estación: Esperanza, with
breakthrough album Clandestino having
come out nine years ago. A fast worker
he is not, but his third album proper
is joyous explosion of great music
that grabs hold of your brain and
never lets go. As usual, leftist politics
are the heart of all those songs that
you can understand (he sings in pretty
much every major European language
across this album, occasionally even
within a song). If you wanted to listen
to just one song to get Chao's sound
summed up, single Rainin' In Paradise
would have to be it, as it has everything
you could want from him, even including
the police sirens he loves to throw
into the mix whenever possible, as
well as the language-swapping that
puts most English rock stars to shame
as they can hardly speak their own
language, let alone anyone else's.
The only criticism you can have of
La Radiolina is that there is no real
sign of Chao having adapted his sound
at all in the last nine years, as
all of these sounsd would have fitted
quite comfortably on Clandestino,
but that is hardly much of a criticism,
because his style is so inventive,
unique and infectious that it's almost
churlish to complain about it, particularly
s he takes five or six years off between
each release. One main difference
is that La Radiolina does seem to
have a much faster pace overall than
its predecessors, with Chao rarely
taking his foot off the pedal, making
for an album that flies past in a
delirous whirlwind of fun and completely
obliterates any unfortunate memories
of Robbie Williams and THAT cover
of Bongo Bong...
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Shack - Time Machine: The Best Of...
It really has been a very long and strange ride for Shack. Earlier this summer, they played at the Knowsley Hall Festival alongside several other Liverpudlian acts, but were still the least well-known or recognised of them all, despite having spent so long on the fringes. Frontman Michael Head first came to prominence in The Pale Fountains, but set the tone for the rest of his career by the fact that they were critically adored and commercially ignored. In the late 80s, after they had split, he formed Shack with his brother John and they recorded their debut album Zilch in 1988. It did nothing. Three years later they made a second album Waterpistol, which was thought lost when the studio they had recorded it in burnt down, destroying all but one copy of it, with that copy getting left in a hire car in LA by producer Chris Allison. By the time it was recovered, the record company had gone bust and the band had split up. It did get released eventually, but didn't sell many copies, though it did get some attention from the music press and from the likes of Noel Gallagher. When they reformed and released HMS Fable, surely it was time for them to hit the big time with their summery Scouse 60s-influenced pop? No. And the pattern continued with Here's Tom With The Weather and last year's The Corner Of Miles And Gil. So, you have to wonder whether Time Machine has any chance of changing Shack's luck, after all, can a compilation album succeed when there isn't really a single hit on it? There are lots of great songs, of course, like Cup Of Tea, Comedy, Pull Together and Miles Apart, as well as a couple of new tracks to entice their existing fans, but what comes through on this album is that while Shack are a very good band, they do lack that spark of genius or commercial sensiblity to really push on to the next level. But there's nothing wrong with being Britain's best kept secret if you sound this good and can make a living out of it.
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Nicola Benedetti
- Vaughan Williams-Taverner
Now 20 years
old, Nicola Benedetti is no longer
a teen violin prodigy, but the young
Scot is still an artist learning to
flourish and spread her wings after
a rapid ascent in the last four years
or so, and while she has the looks
to quite easily be marketed as a hot
young sexy classical music star, Benedetti
is resolutely ploughing her own furrow
and genuinely seems to be more interested
in the music than the acclaim or fame:
"I started doing this not for record
contracts or for pictures in the paper
or anything like that," she said in
an interview last year. "I want to
be playing better and doing more interesting
things musically in 20 years' time
than I am now. So whatever huge ups
and downs I have today, I'm just trying
to see that as part of a much, much
longer line. That's why nothing that’s
instant — like a story in the paper
or a record contract — nothing that's
instant like that will either make
me as happy or unhappy as how I feel
I'm doing with my music. Because that
really is where my priorities lie."
With her third album, she continues
to follow the trend of combining some
more famous pieces of classical music
with more adventurous and modern fare.
The blend of Ralph Vaughan-Williams'
The Lark Ascending and Sir John Taverner's
Lalishri suite could hardly be more
suited for Benedetti, giving her the
chance to shine on the piece voted
as Britain's favourite classical work
by Classic FM listeners, as well as
stretch herself on the Indian flavours
of two pieces written specially for
her by Taverner. The various sections
of Lalishri are where she really does
flourish, particularly the spiralling
drama of Cycle 3, and her playing
really is becoming ever more adventurous
and mature with each new recording.
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Fair To Midland
- Fables From A Mayfly: What I Tell
You Three Times Is True
Not many American
rock bands have a sound as interesting
as Fair To Midland, nor song-titles
as bizarre as Tall Tales Taste Like
Sour Grapes, A Wolf Descends Upon
The Spanish Sahara or April Fools
And Eggmen. Nor a frontman with a
name that sounds as much like a Norwegian
death metal group called Darroh Suddereth.
But all of this is what helps make
Fables From A Mayfly: What I Tell
You Three Times Is True one of the
most unusual and impressive rock albums
of the year so far. Fair To Midland
combine prog-rock with metal with
the occasional glimpse of emo (or
is that just the fruity language in
the song titles?) as well as stadium
rock flourishes like U2 and a general
desire to just be Rush in almost every
way. And this is an excellent thing
and on tracks like Dance Of The Manatee
and April Fools And Eggmen, it works
a treat, with OTT bombastics mingling
with excellent instrumentation like
Spanish guitars, pianos, and funky
rhythms. They don't tend to go in
for 'subtle' very often, but are all
the better for it, because their big
noise, big choruses and unabashed
great music makes for an album that
is a lot of fun to listen to, even
if the formula does wear slightly
thin at times. But even when this
is the case, there's still plenty
of keep it interesting and that is
what sets Fair To Midland aside from
so many of their contemporaries.
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Jenny Owen Youngs
- Batten The Hatches
You can quite
often tell whether you are going to
like an artist from which other singers/bands
they thank in their album liner notes.
Jenny Owen Youngs thanks Regina Spektor
and Erin McKeown, and that gives a
big hint about what kind of music
she makes, with Batten The Hatches
a fiery debut of idiosyncratically
folky music. Hailing from New Jersey,
she follows a well-trodden path, but
has enough about her to make this
album still a worthwhile listen for
fans of Spektor or McKeown, even though
it gets off to a slightly underwhelming
start with a couple of fairly average
tracks, Porchrail and From Here, both
of which are ok without really making
much of an impact. Things only really
kick off with what is becoming her
signature tune, Fuck Was I, which
brought her plenty of attention when
it was used in US TV show Weeds. As
you can probably guess from the title,
the language in the song is hardly
radio-friendly, but it sums up her
sense of humour and very frank style
of songwriting ("maybe I'll be the
lucky one that doesn't get burned,
what the fuck was I thinking?"). Relationships
and break-ups seem to play a large
role in Batten The Hatches, with From
Here and Voice On Tape amongst the
tracks focusing on that topic, but
the likes of the jaunty Drinking Song
stop the mood from getting too overbearing.
Indeed, on a bonus track she even
covers Nelly's Hot In Herre, so she's
clearly not precious about what she
does and the album is all the better
for it. She may not be original, but
Owen Youngs is a talented singer and
songwriter, and Batten The Hatches
is very good indeed.
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