Nell Davies made a video for You Should Be More Sorry (I Should Be More Angry) , a track from her The End of the World or Whatever EP: "Part riot girrrl, part pop artist, Nell Davies attacks her material with a hammer and a smile. Look no further when in need of a song telling people to fuck off. This kind of ramshackle catchiness is irresistible."
HCTF review of The End of the World or Whatever
On October 4, 2007 Steven Wilson and John Wesley at Park Avenue records in Orlando, Florida during the Porcupine Tree tour the Fear of a Blank Planet album. The eights songs were released as We Lost The Skyline on CD and as a limited vinyl version shortly thereafter, before going out of print, only to resurface as part of the deluxe edition of Fear of a Blank Planet in 2024. 3500 copies will be available on 180gm crystal clear vinyl on Record Store Day (April 18). It is a half-speed remaster made at Abbey Road.
Californian indie pop quartet The Corner Laughers sing about that in-between time that separates the day from the night on their new single Dusking. The light is less brighter then and somehow this time frame has the ability to smoothen things out a bit and worries that might be troubling them take a backseat. O, and it works best when it coincides with travelling in a train.
Seattle based garage-rockers The Darts go all out with late night songs about zombies, ghosts, sex (and sex with ghosts), politics and what-have-you on their new album Halloween Love Songs. It's fast, it's loud, with the lo-fi sound of vintage organs smack in the middle of the mix. If the Cramps, The 13th Floor Elevators or The Slits had enlisted a keyboard player they might have sounded like this.
Make no mistake, they may look like B-movie heroines, but they also get their inspiration from the medieval Apocalypse Tapestry, when they take a swipe at the political turmoil in the US. The repeated "no future, no kings" ensures that they won't be playing at the Kennedy Center anytime soon.
Eclectic London quintet Y try their hands at post-punk with their new single May, contemplating the rise of something particularly nasty. Dark pop meets the Sisters of Mercy in a heavily orchestrated track with a howling guitar as the icing on the cake. They are a band who never write the same song twice, cherrypicking from any genre that tickles their fancy.
