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Roine Stolt - Wall Street Voodoo

It's been a while since the last Roine Stolt solo album. He must
have been
sitting around twiddling his thumbs in between albums and tours
with The
Flower Kings, Transatlantic, The Tangent and Kaipa. So, the workshy
layabout has finally got the finger out and released a new (double)
solo
record. In old money that would have been 4 albums! But it's a good
one.
And a different one. Fans of his progtastic twiddlings elsewhere
might be
surprised at the seventies blues rock / borderline stoner approach
he's
taken. It's more Grand Funk Railroad than Genesis. Although to be
fair,
the overall mood is very much Robin Trower circa "Bridge Of
Sighs" -
textures, shapes and colours.
Opening number "The Observer" sets the tone for the rest
of the album, with
the other highlights including the acoustic tinged "Dirt",
the Grateful Dead
like "Spirit Of The Rebel" which sees Roine heading off
into jam band
territory and the hit single that will never be, "Sex Kills".
I'm not
kidding by the way, it's incredibly commercial.
Things get a little funky on "Everybody Is Trying To Sell
You Something" and
the final track "People That Have The Power To Shape The Future"
is a superb
summation of everything that has gone before, being a total tribute
ot the
seventies including a neat Peter Frampton touch.
He is aided and abetted by Gonzo Geffen, Slim Pothead and Victor
Woof, which
internet rumours claim to be Daniel Gildenlöw, Tomas Bodin
and Jonas
Reingold from the Flower Kings. It also has Neal Morse guesting
as lead
vocalist, which is a very good thing!

Antony & The Johnsons
feat Boy George - You Are My Sister
You mean it's not a joke? Are you sure? An androgynous Leonard Cohen
impersonator singing bad Jeff Buckley songs! It has to be. There's
no way all those so called serious music critics could really think
this is good, in any way, shape or form. They must be ganging up
on the great record buying public, taking out their frustrated dreams
of being real writers on the poor punters who actually believe them.
And just when you think it couldn't actually get any worse, Boy
George arrives! It's like French & Saunders doing a Nick Cave
and Kylie Minogue spoof. The words, Emperor, new and clothes spring
to mind.
Oh, God there's more - the promo only listed one song, but there's
more. I don't know if the sixty foot drop will kill me, but I'll
give it a bash - oh, right, the off button - click. Aah!

Leya - The Dream The Money Bought

One of those pesky download only singles, praise be to the delightful
record company bods who sent me a CD copy, for otherwise I would
have missed out on this gem.
Proper music with big choruses, big guitars and big subjects. But
not done in a dull as ditchwater Coldplay manner, rather in a scraping
the sky Muse type manner. There's nothing wrong with histrionics
when the songs strong enough to take the pain, and this most certainly
is. A gem, and one of those unexpected surprises that makes reviewing
a worthwhile, if underpaid profession.
There website was down at the last time of checking, so you'll
probably need to go to one of those download site thingys or try
their record company site at http://www.rubyworks.com

Kano - Nite Nite

No it's not 'legendary' ex Hibs midfielder, Kano, Kano, Kano!
But why oh why did someone think that resurrecting the Chipmunks
was a good idea? It's all that bloody Akons fault, because here
it is again, ruining a perfectly good single.
Mike Skinner co-wrote and produced it, as well as contributing
a few Streets like lines, which are amusing and entertaining in
his usual manner. The main part of the song would be a rather warm
and sweet ballad, if it weren't for Alvin twittering away in the
background.
The B-side (on the promo) is "Reload It", a Skinnerless
track is back to his grime roots and is, frankly, pants, and he
really should try and do more with Mike Skinner.

Dogs - Tarred & Feathered

I normally hate this kind of thing, all swelling guitars and pretend
anthemic choruses, but there's a raw edge to Dogs that makes it
eminently listenable.
Singer Johnny Cooke has a rasp of a voice, which coupled with the
teetering on the edge guitar lines makes for a splendid single.
Paul Weller likes them but I shan;t hold that against them.
The B-side is a bit disappointing, so hopefully they've got more
than one good song ticked away in their armoury. Otherwise they'll
be the Kaiser Chiefs for 2006. And that would not be cool.

The Long Blondes - Separated By Motorways

Good grief, I thought I'd killed this kind of guff off during the
great Britpop cull of '96. But apparently this lot managed to sneak
through, sounding like the devilish offspring of Elastica.
The B-side goes even further back in time, part Go-Go's, aprt Bow
Wow Wow - and these are not good things, merely better things. At
least it has the good sense only to be out on 7" vinyl, which
means most of you will be spared.

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