Jamie T’s second album in two years is a punk, rap, pop and hardcore tour de force
Khia : My Neck, My Back
There have been musical tributes to cunnilingus before but the joys of rimming have as yet gone unsung. Until now
Even the purportedly ‘clean’ version (the one we prefer, truth be told) wouldn’t get within a mile of daytime radio. Which hopefully doesn’t mean that ‘My Neck, My Back’ will languish in obscurity, because it’s brilliant. Khia’s half-bored drawl suits lyrics like "You may have cheese/But so what, playa?/Get on your knees" down to the, er, ground, while the beats are as smouldering as the subject matter. Cracking, in every sense.
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