The Libertines Up The Bracket Rough Trade
The Libertines up the ante in the best new British band of 2002 competition with their second 45 on Rough Trade. Produced by Mick Jones (The Clash), Up The Bracket picks up the gauntlet where What A Waster left it & drags it kicking & screaming all the way to the bank. Opening with a cry of gerrroutofitttt, Up The Bracket is another frenetic slice of amphetamine laced tunesmithery that will do absolutely nothing to halt the procession of rabid plaudits currently being left outside The Libertines squat door on an almost daily basis. Up The Bracket comes in 3 different flavas: 7 & 2 x CDs. Mick Jones influence is all over The Delany (track 2 on CD 1), which comes on like an outtake from a lost Clash session from 1978. Plan A is a far more sedate affair that, by The Libertines standards, could very possibly be described as a ballad!! CD 2 features 2 further tracks, Boys In The Band (The 7 b-side) & the excellently titled Skag & Bone Man (which falls apart gloriously mid-song when the boys declare, We fucked it up).
The Libertines are stacking up nicely to deliver a debut LP to set the capital on fire, & as we know full well, garageland London hasnt burnt properly since the heady days of Mick Jones & The Clash. Moods for modernists.
Evan Halshaw trakMARX Sept 2002-10-03
The White Stripes Dead Leaves & The Dirty Ground XL Recordings
The 34th single to be released from the White Blood Cells LP in the continued crusade to recoup XLs million buck advance (the fact that theyve just knocked out the next LP @ Toerag for a fraction of the cost it takes Primal Scream to rehearse for a week is neither here nor there). Dead Leaves is as good as it was 12 months or so ago when it kicked off the LP & heralded The Stripes move into a far dirtier, gritty sound. The review copy resolutely refused to function properly in the office CD player so I have no idea what b-side, Arthur P. Dottweiler, sounds like (I think we can hazard a guess by now Ed.). Rumoured to be expanding to a 3-piece shortly with the addition of Steve White on bass, The White Stripes are destined to be giving us all the blues for some considerable time to come. Lets hope they loose the Macca karaoke tunes next time out.
Moco Where She Goes Poolside
Moco hail from Manchester where they have been thrilling the Manchester Evening News in particular with their strident brand of guitar toting trash-rock (press release term). Using the under carriage of an early Ash riff, Moco state their claim to access the current NYC vibe by default but come on more like that bloke out of Divine Comedy fronting The Dandy Warhols. Singer Steve Jones sports gargantuan sideburns possibly stolen from that dick from Supergrass but sadly fails to dye them the same deep purple as his hair. Dirty Love sees the confusion grow as Moco struggle to decide whether to be Amen or The Dandy Warhols. By the time we make it to The New Official Truth the jury has all but packed up & fucked off. File under: desperate, Dandy.
Marquee Smith trakMARX.com Sept 2002
The Datsuns In Love V2
Fuck me its Deep Purple - & were not talking about Prince being drowned at a party round at Barrymores, either. Seriously, we havent heard this kind of organ drenched, monitor straddled, riff mongery since we all got back from Montreaux in 74, maaaaan. Frank Zappa & The Mothers were at the best place in town, The Datsuns parents must have been taking notes because theyve got it all down on tape here. To be honest, when Dave Grohl starts recommending shit, its time for this soldier to head for the hills. Some shady types around the tM office have been bigging these Kiwi long hairs up to the roof for a while now. Personally, Id rather have my intestines ripped out by a hungry psychotic pit-bull then ever have to listen to this shite again.
Wayne Cocaine trakMARX.com Sept 2002
mclusky alan is a cowboy killer Too Pure
The capital letter allergic pride of Wales return with the latest 45 to be taken from their excellent Albini produced 2nd LP, mclusky do dallas. allan is a cowboy killer casually drawls, pull my up pants/now the camera crew has gone/in your statement to the police/tell them how you turned me on. The CD also features the unreleased exciting whistle-ah, a live vershun of 1st LP stomper friends stoning friends & the fabulous random celebrity insult generator (featuring the immortal line: nick berry had talent in a previous life). mclusky are currently one of the most feisty combos this piss poor isle has to offer - they deserve your time, attention & patronage in equal measure. Dont let another promising young band with absolutely no pretensions whatsoever slip by without giving them your wholehearted support. A world without the likes of mclusky is a world of shite.
Guy Debored trakMARX Sept 2002
Parva Hessles Mantra
Leeds upstarts Parva follow trendy support slots with the likes of The Datsuns, The Catheters & The Rapture with new 45, Hessles (named after the area of Leeds where lead singer Ricky lays his weary head at the end of another busy Parva day). The press release talks of genre straddling & total ease the 3 cuts on offer here provide scant evidence of this. Hessles desperately wants to come over all moody: sub-Joy Division bass intro, Kirk Brandon vocal inflections, incendiary guitars but ends up not a million miles away from a young Mansun. Put Me On The Cover Of Your Magazine is a fine insight into Parvas long term game-plan whilst 1 A.H.A. is just bizarre imagine Bad Manners trying to re-write Ghost Town without bothering with lyrics. File alongside Hoggboy & move along quietly, please.
Wayne Cocaine trakMARX Sept 2002
Radio 4 Gotham City Slang
Radio 4 are the latest inhabitants of NYC whove obviously spent the last few years with only The Gang Of Fours Entertainment for company. Produced by the very fucking trendy indeed, DFA (The Rapture, LCD Soundsystem, The Juan Maclean), Gotham drags the production values & guitar sounds of post-punk Britain resolutely into the new millennium. Sounding not unlike a fight between Talking Heads & an A&R guy from Postcard Records in a Leeds pub in 1982, Gotham brings back memories we hoped wed lost forever like bad acid flashbacks. Recent 45, Eyes Wide Open, is a fine example of the kind of currency being thrown around by Radio 4: hi-hat frenzies, choppy clean-ish guitars, niggling pseudo-funk arpeggios & (ooh my Gawd) rack-tom fills!!! Elsewhere Radio 4 dabble in dub technique application realisation, wishy-washy breakdowns & suspect tales of the underground (NB - the only people ever allowed to boast about working underground are Tube train drivers). By the time we reach Calling All Enthusiasts Radio 4 have turned into a poor mans Clash circa Combat Rock & the CD has been violently removed from the CD player & ritually destroyed. Damaged Goods.
Guy Debored trakMARX Sept 2002
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