The Zutons
Come in, Zutons, your hit-making days are over. According to our schedule, you’re due to be put into pop’s knacker yard and boiled down to make the plastic casings for the next Scooter Best Of boxset. Now, now, stop crying. On 2004’s ‘Who...
The Zutons: Tired Of Hanging Around
Why does everyone like The Zutons? Bands who dress up as zombies and summon up strange reference points like Dr John, Devo and Area Code 615 should not, after all, be popular. At all. Maybe the not knowing has got David McCabe feeling antsy–...
The Zutons: Why Won’t You Give Me Your Love?
It’s funny how it tears you apart. It hits you in the groin, and then the heart and the head follow a bit later. Yes, this is the Zutes in altogether more raunchy and libidinous shapes than we’re used to, stomping along as they essay a tale...
The Zutons/Vincent Vincent And The...
For the slow ones, then, a quick recap on the rules of rock: get a band together, nob about for four months coming up with a name, moan about being better than other bands and finally struggle for 12 months to find a sound that doesn’t owe...
The Zutons : Glasgow Carling Academy, March 20
The Zutons , if you haven’t noticed, are now big business. With ‘Confusion’ soundtracking a car ad, and every night on this UK jaunt sold out it’s clear that, somewhere along the line, Zutons fever bypassed the immune system of the...
The Zutons : Faro Italico
Deceptive things, names. Take The Zutons . Roll the sound around in your mouth and it's evocative of a 1950s idea of space travel, death rays and cardboard monsters, of lab coats and glasses thicker than Emma from Big Brother. Not, it must be...
The Zutons : Remember Me
It's a bizarre irony that the founding father of the Cosmic Scouse boom, The La's ' Lee Mavers, has been holed up in a Liverpool studio for the last decade, desperately trying to alchemise the perfect production sound to match his Merseyside pop...
The Zutons : Who Killed The Zutons?
Scousers beware! A dark creature stalks the alleyways and Caverns of your home town. By day this beast masquerades as the loveable music obsessive Dave McCabe but when the witching hour strikes he becomes a The Zutons , waiting in corners of the...
The Zutons : Oxford Zodiac
Even if you’ve spent years in la-la land, la’, you can’t have failed to notice that being in a Liverpudlian band is a not a privilege, it’s a predicament. First there's a huge bunch of glib naysayers writing you off as Coral copyists and...
