Jamie T’s second album in two years is a punk, rap, pop and hardcore tour de force
This World Is Not My Home
Sometimes it's refreshing to hear a band who just don't give a toss....
'Get Busy' is as testing as it gets, at turns exhilarating in its honesty and excruciating in its wilful idiocy. In many ways much of the album is descended from Crass' 'Penis Envy', the anarcho-feminist diatribes mutated into bizarre imagery on 'Menarche' and anecdotal shock tactics on 'Lunch' but with a similarly warped fusion of disjointed punk and atonal jazz, powered along by strident marching snare.
It's a dirty, uneasy listen, but curiously absorbing. Contrary as ever though, they go a bit mental, start singing in Finnish and on 'I Can't Dance' sound like a gang of Scandinavian fisherman at the end of a hard night's drinking. 'Difficult' would be an understatement, God Is My Co-Pilot fly off at so many tangents that God long ago bailed out, taking the rule book with him.
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