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November

1st: Illuminations: Liars, Village Underground [REVIEW] 3rd: Erlend Øye, O2 Shepherd’s Bush Empire [REVIEW] 5th: New Shapes: Salt Ashes, Notting Hill Arts Club [REVIEW] 6th: The Knife, O2 Academy Brixton [REVIEW] 7th: Spoon, O2 Shepherd’s Bush Empire [REVIEW] 12th: Baxter Dury, 100 Club [REVIEW] 16th: Damon Albarn, Royal Albert Hall [REVIEW] 17th: Alex G, Rough Trade East [REVIEW] / Girlpool, The Shacklewell Arms [REVIEW] 18th: Zola…So on & so forth…

October

2nd: Fear Of Men & Flowers, Concrete [REVIEW] 4th: Karen O, Bush Hall [REVIEW] 7th: Manchester Orchestra, O2 Shepherd’s Bush Empire [REVIEW] 8th: Caribou, Koko [REVIEW] 10th: Clap Your Hands Say Yeah & Kins, Electric Ballroom [REVIEW] / Club NME: FIANCÉ, Koko [REVIEW] 13th: Febueder, The Shacklewell Arms [REVIEW] 15th: Hundred Waters, Oslo [REVIEW] 16th: Nick Mulvey, O2 Shepherd’s Bush Empire [REVIEW] 17th: Erland & The Carniva…So on & so forth…

May

1st: Plastic Mermaids, The Lexington [REVIEW] 2nd: Devendra Banhart, Barbican Centre [REVIEW] 5th: Gruff Rhys: American Interior, Soho Theatre [REVIEW] 6th: Tennis, Oslo [REVIEW] 7th: Elephant, Bethnal Green Working Men’s Club [REVIEW] 8th–10th: The Great Escape feat. Future Islands, Little Dragon, Klaxons, Arthur Beatrice & East India Youth, Brighton [REVIEW] 12th: Courtney Love, O2 Shepherd’s Bush Empire [REVIEW] 14th: Yann Tie…So on & so forth…

Review: Ariel Pink, pom pom.

It is best, where Ariel Pink is concerned, to operate under the assumption that he can’t be taking himself seriously. And his latest solo release, pom pom, unequivocally proves that Pink is a master of pastiche: he makes common pop tropes look malleable, at the risk of total thematic incoherence. Isolate any one track from pom pom (and make a slight exception for the transcendent Picture Me Gone) and it will be difficult to tell whether the song…So on & so forth…

Review: Caribou, Our Love.

For these past four years or so, Dan Snaith has had to put up with the unenviable task of having to live and breathe in the slipstream of Swim – Caribou’s widely revered, and indeed wonderful breakthrough release of 2010. Of course, the London-dwelling Canadian has never been one to rest on his laurels, and has toured incessantly, reconfigured the similarly celebrated Caribou Vibration Ensemble and inaugurated his very own label, Jiaolong, since…So on & so forth…

Review: Angel Olsen, Burn Your Fire For No Witness.

As we approach the business end of 2014, and the annual listicle season, it seems as high a time as any to remind ourselves that, over the course of any one given annum, there are bound to be a number of albums that we fail to celebrate as we maybe should. Some go overlooked (ostensibly those released toward the beginning of the year, as was this one) while others are left unlistened-to altogether, although Indiana indie label Jagjaguwar have ra…So on & so forth…

Review: Baxter Dury, It’s a Pleasure.

“Male inadequacy is a hard subject to repackage [ba dum tss] in the form of skeletal Berliner music but here I’ve proved that’s possible” irrepressibly cheeky chappy, Baxter Dury has said about It’s a Pleasure – the adopted Londoner’s fourth studio full-length. And while said record was recorded anywhere from, and seemingly everywhere between, Brussels, NYC and Paris, it is – as he has also suggested – “the faint cries of Chiswick” that resonate…So on & so forth…

Review: Phantogram, Voices.

Emerging players amid the indietronica zeitgeist, Phantogram and their self-proclaimed ‘street-beat’ stylings couldn’t be any more ‘in’ right now. They look the part, appearing like a bohemian’s answer to Beauty and the (beardy) Beast, and they sound it, too. With its alchemical blend of crystalline vocals, head-bobbing beats and J Dilla-evoking samples, Voices is an unquestionably trendy album. But it’s also dull. So very dull…So on & so forth…

Review: Blonde Redhead, Barragán.

I’ve always been strangely taken by the apparent reality that, as identical twins age, they tend not only to grow up, but also apart in terms of facial appearance, familial solidarity and so on. And despite comprising Simone and Amedeo Pace – two brothers who both share a DOB and look extraordinarily similar to this day, as well as the chameleonic Kazu Makino, it’s similarly intriguing to see that never have Blonde Redhead ever condescended to r…So on & so forth…

Review: Simple Things 2014.

It’s around this time of year when it all starts to feel a tad bleak – shuffling out of the office at 5pm; out into darkness starts to prey on the optimism of your average, humble young adult. To compound the misery induced by this daylight saving malarkey, the live music scene takes a considerable, discernible turn, as our saturated summer of festivals slows to a drip, before seemingly drying out altogether. You can imagine our delight, then, w…So on & so forth…