Savages, King Krule, Wiley
Savages – ‘City’s Full’
London’s Savages are determined to create a sound that’s indestructible and designed to slay live. “Our songs aim to remind us that human beings haven’t evolved so much,” write the noir-ish four-piece in an intro to their new ‘I Am Here’ EP. “Music can still be straight to the point, efficient and exciting.” Hear that? Not only enjoyable, but with the ability to quote Simon Reynolds’ post-punk epic Rip It Up And Start Again off the top of your head. It’s about the NOW. As proof, here’s new track ‘City’s Full’. From the first “CLACK!” of Fay Milton’s drumkit you’ll feel your shoulders involuntarily pop. Your left arse-cheek will twitch. The right arse-cheek will wobble. Your foot will start to tap LEFT. RIGHT. LEFT. Don’t try to stop your pelvis from grinding and your head from shaking to the motorik pounding. “Oh, I’m going back home” wails singer Jehnny Beth in a quiet moment, ushering in a full-body spasm of guitar. Fading out to the sound of the Nottingham crowd cheering (the EP was recorded live – two songs there and two in Bristol) it doesn’t take a creative genius to imagine being at the front, sharp black clothes stuck to your back, mind still shaking from the aftershocks. “Straight to the point, efficient and exciting” suddenly feels like an understatement.
King Krule – ‘Octopus’
King Krule is tops because: 1) he’s named after a character from SNES classic Donkey Kong Country; 2) he’s 17; 3) he’s releasing on London’s groundbreaking label and radio station Rinse; and 4) the track starts with Elvis-style ‘Blue Hawaii’ guitars and ends like 808 State’s ‘Pacific State’, bubbling in a bath of fluttering rhythms and woozy horns.
Rolo Tomassi – ‘Ex Luna Scientia’
The first track from Rolo Tomassi’s third album ‘Astraea’ captures everything that’s brilliant about them. It begins with 90 seconds of blistering hardcore. It gives way to a soundscape that shows just how well Eva Spence can sing as well as scream. It ends with a glorious combination of the two.
Metz – ‘Wet Blanket’
Toronto’s newest noise-fucks Metz don’t half make a crazy racket. With singer Alex Edkins sounding more like ’77 Lydon on every one of this song’s distorted yowls, all the safety pins are pointing to their October-bound debut album being the absolute bollocks.
Wild Belle – ‘It’s Too Late’
Coming on like early Lily Allen if she worked behind the counter at Soul Jazz Records, the latest from Chicago sibling duo Wild Belle is sunkissed and uplifting. Tailor-made for radio but with enough ‘cool’ to not sink the ship, they’ve obviously been taking notes from the right reggae records.
Titus Andronicus – ‘In A Big City’
A typically righteous, fired-up first taster from the forthcoming album ‘Local Business’ comes with a must-see homemade lyric video that highlights brilliant lines like “Moved to the other side of the river/Now I’m a drop in a deluge of hipsters” and “I’ve been building bombs between beers and blow jobs”. Warrants your attention, right now.
The xx – ‘Live With The BBC Philharmonic Orchestra’
Quiet, seduction gives way to orchestral grandeur when The xx join the BBC’s finest classical musicians, who add quivering strings to tracks from the album ‘Coexist’ . ‘Infinity’ swells, and the piano tinkles on ‘Stars’ grow to a flooring finish. If you cry a bit, don’t be ashamed, you’re in good company.
Wiley feat Skepta, JME & Ms D – ‘Can You Hear Me (Ayayaya)’
Getting his mates Skepta and JME spitting about “fireworks”, “Jaegerbombs” and “skanking” is the sound of Wiley finally cashing the fuck in on this Godfather Of Grime thing. Like ‘Heatwave’, it’s dead silly, ‘Ayia Napa’ heavy and absolutely will go to Number One. Ch-ching!
Bat For Lashes – ‘All Your Gold’
The third track to be lifted from Natasha Khan’s new LP is a chokingly honest account of a relationship breakdown. “For every sweet nothing you whisper, why is goodbye my reply?” she asks, amid an eye-watering synth chorus. It’s proof again that cutting the frill of her previous efforts has exposed just how strong her songwriting is.
The Dot – ‘You Never Asked’
Mike Skinner and his mate Rob Harvey promised that their new project sounded a lot like Elton John. Which is half true, because its oaky organic soul is shot through with skittering beats of chaos, wild raps and klaxon noises. An easy-listening rave? We’ll take that.