Jamie T’s second album in two years is a punk, rap, pop and hardcore tour de force
‘…Yes Please!’ is the sound of a damaged former addict being ushered into a studio for one last shot at the big time – before falling on his arse. Most of the burbling that makes up this record is painful, like watching a Russian dancing bear in a wig crying at a foam party. The opening pair of ‘Jellybean’ and ‘Angels And Whores’ are reminiscent of the brilliant old Mondays, albeit heavily sedated and struggling for breath. But as ‘Deviants’ rears its ugly head, the record begins a slow decline into the most putrid of doldrums. It really shouldn’t end like this, but here’s hoping this is the Mondays’ final act and we’re left to remember the good times instead.
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