So much new music

I know, I know. Most of you have stopped reading already. My eclectic musical tastes often mean that no-one is satisfied and everyone goes away metaphorically empty-handed (and usually quite quickly, too).

Mind you, given the state of the world (as documented here and here), who would deny me a bit of delicious escapism? Surely not you, dear reader.

But let’s run through what has happened recently, and what is going to happen presently, because I feel that last year was a bit sparse as far as good releases went. That’s not to say that there weren’t some very good releases – I mean, of course there were – but the quality far outweighed the quantity, and I’d actually like a bit of both, please.

Great news. 2025 has started well (IMHO).

First of all, the stuff that’s already out:

January began with a confusingly really laid back, electronic bang. Magne Furuholmen (you may remember him as the keyboard player from a-ha, and also from Apparatjik) gave us another solo offering: living with ourselves.

Here’s a live version of white horses from the album:

To be fair, I’m actually not sure that this is a good representation of the overall feel of the album. I’d say that time is on your side gives a better idea of the rest of the tracks. I still quite like it, though.

And then: Ludovico Einaudi’s The Summer Portraits is a very welcome return to basics from the Italian neoclassical composer and Pianist. Sure, a few edgy strings to keep your guard up, but alongside some beautiful smooth, relaxing piano. It calms me in the traffic, and that’s a good thing for everyone except my cardiologist.


Sequence would be – and indeed, is – my track of choice.

And from the sublime to the… also sublime(?) – Mogwai’s new album – The Bad Fire – is also out now. I’ve yet to really work my way through it, but already, it’s typically dark, grumpy and rumbling. However, somehow there’s a bit of an electronic element to it which has got me more interested than usual. Give their current single Fanzine Made of Flesh (great name) a go.

And then, can I mention (again) my excitement at the upcoming albums from three of my top 10 bands:

Manic Street Preachers – Critical Thinking is out next Friday (14th February).

Doves – Constellations For The Lonely is released on the 28th February. You may remember this from them at the end of last year. And their latest single Cold Dreaming has really whetted my appetite. (OMG – 0:58 in… SOOO Doves!!!)

Following those… The Lathums. Matter Does Not Define comes out on 7th March. And the first three from that album (including this) have sounded very promising.

What have I done to deserve this? Because honestly, it does feel a bit like I am being spoiled.
Or maybe, somehow musically “fattened up” for slaughter.

I’m not actually sure how that would work.
And I don’t really fancy finding out.

But what a three week spell this promises to be. Hardly enough time to gorge oneself on one album before the next banger arrives. And even when all is said and done for this lot, we’re not even a quarter of the way into the year.

Treats galore.

New Doves

First new music from Doves in 4 years. And it’s darker and stormier than you might remember them, but still with that gritty Jimi Goodwin sound.

New album out on Valentines Day next year, and it’s apparently going to follow the same path:

Looking at everyone’s lives over recent years, and considering the news at the moment, “Renegade” feels a lot more loaded in retrospect. We wanted to go for a dystopian feel, thinking about Manchester itself over the next century or so. A totally imaginary thing… Blade Runner set in our home city.

I’m ready whenever they are.

Day 117 – A new challenger approaches

Baxter Dury had the 6000 miles… Album Of The Year title all wrapped up for 2020.

Then came lockdown, and the effects of lockdown. I know that feeling.

And suddenly, a new challenger approaches: it are Doves, with their first new release in 11 years.

And the first two tracks from The Universal Want are very special. We’ve already had a look and listen at Carousels. Now, here’s Prisoners:

Sure, two tracks out of ten doth not a summer make, but the signs are very good, aren’t they?

Now firm date for release just yet, but I’m looking forward to this in exactly the same way that Baxter probably isn’t.

Day 88, part 2 – Carrot cells

Yeah.
This wasn’t one of my finest moments, but I’m still hopeful that no-one will ever find out about it*.

I heard a song over the weekend and I liked it – a lot. I knew who it was by: Doves (you may remember them from such posts as Kingdom of Rust), but I was busy with other stuff and put it on the mental back burner to look up some more convenient time.

Well, this morning was that time as, while cleaning the kitchen (MOAR GLAMOUR!), Chris Hawkins introduced it. Yeah, the title was a bit weird: Carrot Cells, but this is the wonderful world of music and anything goes.

And who knows: maybe they are remembering their high school biology classes and the introduction of the microscope; Hooke, van Leeuwenhoek and all that. I mean, we used onions, but one plant epithelial cell is very much like another, right?

What I’m saying is that they can call their song whatever they want. It’s not for me to judge.

Anyway, long story short, it turns out that they called this song Carousels. Not Carrot Cells.

It is a memory, but of the local fairground – the one that they went to in the afternoon once they’d finished with the biology lesson:

I’m gonna take you down
Back to the old fairground
Open muddy fields spin round
Oh! Hey now is this a Sign?
I’m falling down deep with the Carousels in your eyes

And it’s got a weird, surreal video, packed with brutalist buildings:

Very, very nice. And (obviously) yet another addition to my InspiredBy6 Spotify playlist. Please share the wealth: I don’t make any money from it, but more people do get to listen to better music.

Whatever the title might be.

 

* oh.

Kingdom of Rust

Stuff would rust here in Cape Town if it ever got wet.
Which it doesn’t.

Herewith the video for Doves Kingdom of Rust:

A bit of Wild West, a hint of country, a touch of folk all topped off with plenty of Indie. They were Kasabian before Kasabian were Kasabian.

I heard this on the radio yesterday morning and had to share it. I didn’t realise quite how poignant the video was, but… well.. it is. Looking or waiting for some confirmation that some of it was filmed close to Sheffield, although that doesn’t fit with the M6/Blackpool narrative.

Great song.