Peter Bjorn & John – Living Thing
If you happen to bump into Peter Moren, Bjorn Yttling or John Eriksson on your travels treat them with the utmost respect, and perhaps try to wangle an invite back
If you happen to bump into Peter Moren, Bjorn Yttling or John Eriksson on your travels treat them with the utmost respect, and perhaps try to wangle an invite back
What do you get if you cross two seraph-voiced beauties with a guitarist from a cult spacerock band? Well, throw in a dash of otherworldly lyricism, woozy dreampop melodies and
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Reading a (postively-worded) review of Bell X1’s fourth collection of wittily-worded and warmly-written songs this week, one sentence jarred with me: “Bell X1, now Ireland’s second biggest rock band.” Somehow,
Back in ‘83, Greg Wilson was the first man to mix two records together live on television under the scrutiny of The Tube audience and a smug, bemused, aviator-sporting Jools
“Peter Bjorn and John are complete jokers,” a man In The Know informs me ahead of chatting to one third of Sweden’s most thrilling indie-pop three-piece. “One of the few
Willie Nelson knows pain. He’s been through it, he’s wallowed in it, he’s come out the other side of it. Though to younger listeners he may come across as a
There are some pop outfits that reek of a desperation that’s almost tangible. Indie-popettes that, 5 years ago, would have been gyrating onstage at the MTV Awards in a pair
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There’s nothing more annoying than a latecomer to the party. They show up at half two, twisted, and drink all your Lidl wine, eat all your non-perishables, make the jokes
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