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Saturday 19th
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MG Boulter

With Wolves the Lamb

Will Lie

(Harbour Song)


MG BOULTER’S second album, a 12-song collection, astounds.

Musically flawless, lyrically hypnotising and endlessly engaging, this is an artist insisting that the world stops and listens.

Boulter could turn a shopping list into a beguiling song and lyrics like “bury my bones so I can see the sky” are irresistible.

Here are a myriad of subjects addressed in dreamlike yet believable scenarios that drag you in.

This is morphine without the unpleasantness, literacy without pretence and beauty without hippy indulgence. It’s got it all.

Boulter,  also frontman for Thames legends The Lucky Strikes, is developing a genre all of his own in an age when everything seems so damn derivative and this collection, released in January, is already the album of 2016, no contest.

Review by Brian Denny 

Dreaming Spires

Dreaming for the Supertruth

(Clubhouse Records)


AMERICANA, Billy Bragg said, is “country music for people who like The Smiths’’ and, as a genre, it is certainly flexible in its boundaries.

Thus Britain’s Americana Music Association nominees The Dreaming Spires are on Clubhouse Records, which specialises in wonky UK country-infused or influenced rock.

The album’s akin to bands like The Pastels or Ride, with the drumming a tumbling affair, while the volume cranks to 11 repeatedly.

Robin Bennett’s lead vocal is thin and indie in style and we’re three tracks in before any “country” feel emerges.

From here the album flourishes. Easy Rider and Dusty in Memphis have more muscle and less geek and it picks up pace as it shifts through the gears.

They are more “southern” by the end of the record, a la Allman Brothers or Skynyrd, yet there’s still not a stetson in sight.

Review by Rudie Humphrey


Science & Magic

(Joyful Noise)


THE slew of electronic music that now dominates independent music — indietronica is now a recognised genre — has always struggled to create the kind of strong human identity that seems to come naturally to the best bands and singer-songwriters.

One way around this is to release an album by a magical space cat, Lil BUB. Having previously worked with legendary producer Steve Albini and wild man Andrew WK, Lil BUB — aka the little known US musician Matt Tobey — has produced a debut album of what might be called novelty electronica.

Opener Hello Earth employs strings and a meandering oboe line, while the record ends with some meowing from Lil BUB herself. With its ZX Spectrum-style audio effects, there is an engaging innocence and unpolished feel to the album.

A catchy listen, its playful genesis and attitude will put a smile on listeners’ faces.

Review by Ian Sinclair