Jamie T’s second album in two years is a punk, rap, pop and hardcore tour de force
[a]Billy Bragg[/a] pays tribute to [B]WOODY GUTHRIE[/B]; the cracks only show when he resorts to a few crowd pleasers from his own back catalogue...
'Way Over Yonder In A Minor Key' in particular is a great smouldering slab of rawk bravado with its strutting rhythm and cocksure chorus of, "Ain't nobody who can sing like me".
The cracks only show when he resorts to a few crowd pleasers from his own back catalogue; the jubilant 'Waiting For The Great Leap Forward' and the lachrymose 'Tank Park Salute'. His good-humoured admiration of Guthrie cannot mask the fact that, in terms of emotional impact at least, he is a far superior songwriter than his mentor.
The king of political tunesmithery might be dead, then, but long live the king.
Character studies and ready melodies abound in the latest record by the Oxford quartet
A battle-like record where fear and dread rule
Another gripping Pedro Almodóvar mystery, full of vibrant visuals and emotional revelations
The Californian succeeds, once again, in exposing the ugliness of mankind. It’ll get under your skin