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Peggy Seeger: “Everything is interlaced”

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From Uncut’s April 2021 issue [Take 287], the indomitable first lady of folk shares her whole story with Uncut: an epic 85-year odyssey that also involves Woody Guthrie, Ewan MacColl and Greenham Common

This morning, Peggy Seeger has been out in her garden in Oxfordshire to inspect the bird tables. These, she explains, have now been squirrel-proofed and she was keen to see how successfully they were working. “Connecting with nature is something you do a whole lot when you get old,” she says, with a typically commanding blue-eyed stare. “I’m not a mature citizen, I’m not vintage, I’m old. Bloody old. You’ll soon be joining the whole of nature’s system and learning to understand it is what I’m doing now. And it is magical. Absolutely magical.”

A leading figure in the most politically radical stream of the UK folk revival, Seeger has not morphed into an earth mother. There are no dreamcatchers on her living room wall, no obvious crystals. However, the younger half-sister of Pete Seeger, and widow of Ewan MacColl, has a pleasingly cosmic outlook. “Everything is interlaced,” she explains. “No element of the earth, the galaxies, human thought, the natural systems – none of it is separated from the rest. Until we learn that, we’re doomed.”

If artists tend to stick to their fundamentals once they get past retirement age, Seeger is determinedly extending her range. Aged 85, she is increasingly out there.

Seeger’s place in the world may have been defined by the work she did in the 1950s and 1960s, when – as the loyal lieutenant to the Oliver Cromwell of the folk revival – she helped set standards for all folk singers, whether they wanted them or not.

“Peggy was my total role model,” says singer Sandra Kerr, who later made the music for Bagpuss. “She was everything I wanted to do. She sang, she wrote songs, she played three or four instruments, she had great empathy with people and she was a livewire.”

With and without MacColl, Seeger wrote important contemporary songs, including feminist standards “I’m Gonna Be An Engineer” and “Carry Greenham Home”. “Peggy’s made a huge contribution to the culture of political music in this country,” Billy Bragg tells Uncut.

However, the most remarkable thing about Seeger may be that she is making the most sophisticated, challenging work of her career now. Her new album (billed as her last), First Farewell, takes on the meditative chanson mood of 2014’s beautifully crafted Everything Changes, but steers toward starker terrain.

If she owed her traditional repertoire to her father, folklorist Charles Seeger, the abstract piano shapes on First Farewell are all down to her mother, ‘ultramodernist’ composer Ruth Crawford Seeger – who died in 1953, when her daughter was 18. “My mother used to make me get lost on the piano and then find my way out into a good harmonic ending,” she says. “She made me go to anything, including dissonance.”

“This odd fusion of Aunt Molly Jackson and Béla Bartók, that’s her thing,” says her second son Calum MacColl, who has helped realise Seeger’s most recent records along with his older brother Neill and his sister-in-law – rock’s top oboist, Kate St John.

On the bible-black “Swim For The Star” from Everything Changes, Seeger followed the Titanic as it slipped under the waters of the Atlantic; on First Farewell, she goes deeper still. “I’m dealing with matters that to me are very serious in the world, but trying not to preach on Hyde Park Corner,” she explains.

Seeger’s early work could be harsh and astringent – “I don’t have a beautiful voice, I have a character voice,” she says – but she is using softer power here. “If you have a strident song that says ‘hypocrisy and greed are part of our system’, people say, ‘Oh, it’s those lefties talking again,” she explains, talking through the weary “How I Long For Peace”. “But if it’s in a gentle, really tuneful song and has a chorus…”

However, while she expertly connects sex and the movement of tectonic plates on “Lubrication”, and challenges attitudes to ageing on the cheeky “The Invisible Woman”, her steps into meditative space are even more impressive: the angular “The Puzzle”; the chilling “One Of Those Beautiful Boys” and – most remarkable still – rapturous opener “Dandelion And Clover”.

Here, the deaths of a seven-year-old schoolmate and her first lover are woven into a song that softens the horrible certainty of death with the comforting glow of memory, set to a wondrous, undulating melody. Steering by candlelight, she is stretching toward the unearthly twinkle of Robert Wyatt or Ivor Cutler. Fittingly, given her unusual musical journey, Seeger has not heard of either of them.

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Laura Nyro: “A musical force of nature”

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From Uncut’s May 2017 issue [Take 240], we salute the genius of “The Bronx Brontë”! Laura Snapes tracks down Nyro’s closest collaborators to uncover the true story of a revolutionary singer-songwriter and her own thwarted career…

There is an abiding image of Laura Nyro as the black sheep at the crowning of the counterculture. On June 17, 1967, the 19-year-old played Monterey. According to cousin and confidant Alan Merrill, the moment producer Lou Adler called and asked Nyro to play, “Her lips went blue from the shock.” Once she recovered, she started sketching costumes. Her outfit was a black dress that hung off one shoulder, forming a batwing beneath the other arm. A decade later, Kate Bush and Stevie Nicks would take this look mainstream. In ’67, Nyro came off as an earnest East Coaster in a field of flower children.

Onstage at Monterey, Nyro would have preferred to perform at the piano, but there was little precedent for a young female artist playing her own songs, and the house band struggled with her complex charts. Certain she had heard the crowd booing, Nyro demanded that DA Pennebaker omit her performance from his documentary. When he reviewed the footage in 1997, he discovered these were cries of “beautiful!” and invited her to see for herself, but Nyro died from ovarian cancer before she could resolve her fear. The film shows the Russian Jewish/Italian Catholic girl from the Bronx to be the greatest white female soul singer until Amy Winehouse emerged four decades later. “Wedding Bell Blues” sparkles with festive harmonies, while on “Poverty Train”, Nyro searches the sky as she details a bad trip. She’s vulnerable and dramatic, and appears daunted by her own power.

Contrast this tentative performance with a solo appearance at LA’s Troubadour in 1969. In attendance was Jackson Browne, songwriter, admirer and aspiring artist. (Joni Mitchell was also allegedly there, taking notes. “She was the only female singer-songwriter at the time that I knew,” she would tell PBS.) “She had brought in a grand piano,” Browne recalls. “Her fans were so crazy about her that, in between each song, she’d walk out to the edge of the stage and pace the front to rolling applause. Then she’d compose herself, and go into another song. I’d never seen anything like it. She wore a red velvet dress – she was not like the freaks, the hippies she was playing to. Her audience was just wilding for her. But she was a diva; she took this in her stride.” Browne laughs. “There was no false modesty in Laura! Never any, ‘Oh, you’re too kind’, she just expected it.”

“From the moment that I met her, she had a presumption of her own power,” says friend Ellen Sander, who met Nyro in the office of her first manager, Artie Mogull. “She sensed that what she was doing was important and should be popular.” Alan Merrill, who played on Nyro’s teenage demos, says her confidence was inbuilt. “Nobody could touch her in terms of musical strength, at least as a writer,” he says. “She was inimitable. She knew it. She was a musical force of nature, more than a talent.”

Contrary to the image of Nyro as a fragile failure, 50 years since the release of her debut, More Than A New Discovery, it’s apparent that Nyro was a confident, gentle visionary who thrived when she got to create her own terms. She upset the archetypes for female musicians, fashioning new aesthetic moulds and poetic expressiveness, and made a case for authorship as autonomy. She inspired Joni Mitchell to take up piano, and Carole King’s push to be taken seriously as an artist. With her natural producer’s touch, Nyro co-pioneered the LP’s transition from pop vending machine to studio-crafted statement, and found on the streets of New York analogues for the cyclical violence of war, poverty, and injustice plaguing the US at the end of the ’60s: “The Bronx Brontë”, as one writer described her. “She was inexorably the way she was,” says Browne. “A person who could focus her feeling, and summoned the song in a way that was real every time. That was a great example of how to conduct yourself as a performer. Someone who’s gonna get up there to represent their work.”

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Tobacco City – Horses

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Lexi Goddard and Chris Coleslaw first met while working at the same café in Chicago, soon uniting to perform Neil Young covers and, in time, writing their own songs as Tobacco City. Debut EP “LSD” arrived in 2018, followed by 2021’s full-length Tobacco City, USA, an album that suggested their spiritual locus lay at some movable point between ’60s Bakersfield and the bleached expanse of the American Southwest. Echoes of Gram and Emmylou shaped their harmonies, while a supporting cast conjured up the kind of glazed psychedelic country so beloved of early Flying Burritos.

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i)Horses(i) is even more impressive. Smart, evocative and almost casually assured, it’s the sound of a band pooling their influences into something timeless, their unhurried songs as vivid as their lyrical depictions of carefree youth, weightless days and bitter experience. “Autumn” is a wry portrait of teenage life in smalltown America, where a dirty lakeshore breeze comes in from the water treatment plant, diner grease fills the air and there’s always someone running from the police. It’s rich and poetic, reminiscent of The Handsome Family in its sense of quotidian drama. The gorgeous “Time” carries something of My Morning Jacket’s effortless drift, countrified by fiddle and Andy ‘Red’ PK’s radiant pedal steel. “Watching berries ripen on the vine/Gonna take my time,” sing Coleslaw and Goddard, as if willing this reverie to last forever. A similar form of ambience steers “Horses”, essentially an interlude in three parts, like fragments from a fast-fading dream.

Goddard takes the lead on slow-rolling ballad “Fruit From The Vine”, her voice as softly expressive as Judee Sill, thoughts of regret tainting what appears to be an idyllic scene: “And the women all singin’ while the sun disappears/And the roosters wrestle over the last warm beer.” By contrast, she and Coleslaw get to frolic freely on the up-tempo “Buffalo”, as flames burn across the plains. It’s a wonderful rush of good-time choogle and barroom honky-tonk, driven by voices that feel like they’re here to stay.

The new Uncut: Small Faces, a Small Faces CD, Radiohead, Lou Reed, Bootsy Collins, Pogues, Bon Iver and more

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For Kenney Jones, reclaiming the Small Faces legacy has been a lengthy battle, doggedly pursuing unpaid royalties and restoring the management of this beloved group’s back catalogue. “I don’t think any band’s been treated worse than the Small Faces,” Jones’s former bandmate Ian McLagan ruefully told Uncut in 2014. Jones’s achievements, then, are nothing short of heroic – as this month’s cover story attests. Nominally a celebration of the posthumous – and now radically expanded – The Autumn Stone album, our cover story explores the band’s tumultuous 1968, discovering along the way tantalising new insights into the music they made in their final year together. “It’s amazing how many songs we did in such a short space of time,” says Jones. “And how much we’ve touched people. Did I think it was going to last? It never entered my mind. But here we are, 60 years later, still talking about it.”

You’ll have also noticed, I’m sure, that print editions of this month’s issue also come with an exclusive Small Faces CD featuring a slew of rare mixes, alternate takes and live cuts. Everything a young mod could possibly ask for, in other words.

As usual, there’s an embarrassment of riches inside, from Slade to Keith Jarrett, Suzanne Vega to Oasis, Jonathan Richman to These New Puritans. While I wouldn’t normally single out any specific feature for your attention, do please check out Alastair McKay’s piece on Lou Reed’s fearsome Metal Machine Music, which makes for both incredibly funny and deeply insightful reading.

You’ll also find advice from Lou’s guitar tech on how to recreate Metal Machine Music in the comfort of your own home.

What will the neighbours think? Let’s hope they’ve got room for ravers after all.

Uncut May 2025

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SMALL FACES: 1968 was a year of extremes, from hit singles and a career-defining album to a final, on-stage bust-up. But while the bonds between them were strained by internal tensions and external dramas, the music Steve Marriott, Ronnie Lane, Ian McLagen and Kenney Jones made in their final months together pointed tantalizingly in bold, new directions…

LOU REED: In 1975, Metal Machine Music almost destroyed its creator’s career. But was it a drug-crazed act of self-sabotage, a venomous rebuke to a record label expecting hits… or the latest in a long line of experimental projects Reed had pursued since his earliest musical forays?

BOOTSY COLLINS: 73-years-young, P-Funk’s talismanic showman is still the No #1 Funkateer, full of tales about the glory days aboard the Mothership, life lessons from James Brown and misadventures in the Bermuda Triangle.

RADIOHEAD: The Bends was both Thom Yorke and co’s reaction to sudden fame and their first experimental art-rock blockbuster. On tour in America with R.E.M. in 1995, backstage pranks and on the road ennui helped make sense of their place at music’s top table.

THESE NEW PURITANS: From their base in the Essex hinterlands, sonic mystics Jack and George Barnett have created a singular body of work that has evolved beyond its nervy post-punk roots to encompass English classicism, visionary pop and taut, experimental music.

DEAN WAREHAM: From Galaxie 500 onwards, the singer-guitarist has been making quietly influential indie-rock for almost 40 years now. But that’s only part of a story that runs from New Zealand to Harvard, from supporting The Velvet Underground to a parallel career in film.

SUZANNE VEGA: The quintessential New York singer-songwriter on rats, remixes and “Luka”.

BELLY: Misheard lyrics, a Pixies tour and a studio “taskmaster” contribute to the genesis of an early-’90s indie-pop gem.

REVIEWED: New albums by Kassi Valazza, Bon Iver, William Tyler, Benmont Tench, Hawkwind, Jerry David DeCicca, Evan Parker, Salif Keita, Màiri Morrison & Alasdair Roberts; archive releases by The Blasters, Lonnie Liston Smith, Jeff Bridges, Henry Badowski and Julee Cruise; Jonathan Richman and Sturgill Simpson live; Pink Floyd, Neil Young and John & Yoko on Screen Extra and The Shangri-Las and Mike Campbell in books.

PLUS: David Johansen and Brian Jones depart; Slade In Flame at 50; Bridget St John returns; Oasis unseen; Keith Jarrett‘s Kohn concert: the documentary!; Peter Capaldi‘s favourite albums… and introducing indie-folk quartet, Florist.

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And Bob Dylan’s new drummer is…

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Bob Dylan began his Rough And Rowdy Ways spring tour on Tuesday night [March 25, 2025] in Tulsa, Oklahoma.

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While the majority of Dylan’s band remained the same – Tony Garnier (electric and stand-up bass), Bob Britt (acoustic guitar, electric guitar) and Doug Lancio (acoustic guitar, electric guitar) – Jim Keltner, who had been drumming with Dylan since the Outlaw Festival last June, was replaced by Anton Fig.

Fig has previously played with Dylan before, on “Clean Cut Kid” from 1985’s Empire Burlesque and “Drifting Too Far From Home” on 1986’s Knocked Out Loaded. He was also drummer at the 30th Anniversary Concert Celebration in October, 1992.

As a session musician, Fig’s credits include Paul Simon, Warren Zevon, Roseanne Cash, Rodney Crowell and Cyndi Lauper, as well as being drummer with David Letterman‘s house band from 1986 – 2015.

Aside from Fig’s introduction, the setlist remained unchanged from the previous leg of the tour:

All Along the Watchtower
It Ain’t Me, Babe
I Contain Multitudes
False Prophet
When I Paint My Masterpiece
Black Rider
My Own Version of You
To Be Alone with You
Desolation Row
Key West (Philosopher Pirate)
Watching the River Flow
It’s All Over Now, Baby Blue
I’ve Made Up My Mind to Give Myself to You
Mother of Muses
Goodbye Jimmy Reed
Every Grain of Sand

Adam Buxton, Grace Campbell and Stewart Lee top End Of The Road’s comedy bill

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The comedy and literature lineups have been announced for this year’s End Of The Road festival, taking place at Larmer Tree Gardens on August 28-31.

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Following last year’s packed-out cameo, Stewart Lee returns to top the comedy bill, alongside Grace Campbell, Michelle de Swarte and Adam Buxton (who will host a special live edition of The Adam Buxton Podcast).

Ivo Graham and Alex Kealy bring their own podcast Gig Pigs to the festival, Adam Riches hosts his Dungeons ‘n’ Bastards gameshow, while Harriet Kemsley, Sean McLoughlin, Helen Bauer and Sharon Wanjohi are among the other comedians appearing.

On the literature front, Belle And Sebastian’s Stuart Murdoch presents his debut novel Nobody’s Empire, Audrey Golden will discuss her book about The Raincoats with Gina Birch, and there will also be talks with Miranda Sawyer, John Harris, Joe Dunthorne and 2024 Booker Prize winner Samantha Harvey.

Tickets for End Of The Road 2025 are still available here.

Pete Shelley’s first two solo albums to be reissued by Domino

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Pete Shelley’s first two post-Buzzcocks solo albums, Homosapien and XL-1, will be reissued by Domino on June 6.

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Both LPs will come housed in gatefold sleeves featuring the original fully restored artwork, plus an extra disc featuring B-sides, dubs and extended mixes. The inserts will feature new photos and extensive sleevenotes from Clinton Heylin. Both albums will also be available on CD for the first time since 2006.

Pre-order Homosapien here and XL-1 here.

Domino have also created a Pete Shelley exclusive for Record Store Day (April 12). Yesterday Is Not Here: Radio Sessions 1979-1983 is a collection of three never-before-released radio sessions – an acoustic one broadcast on Piccadilly Radio on in January 1979, and the other two recorded with full bands for David ‘Kid’ Jensen in December 1981 (prior to the release of Homosapien) and Feb 1983 (prior to the release of XL-1). More details on that here.

Sex Pistols, Royal Albert Hall, London, March 24, 2025

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Moments before the Sex Pistols launch into a scathing version of “Problems”, frontman Frank Carter tells the massed punks in the Royal Albert Hall that is the first time Steve Jones has ever visited the venue. That’s something of a surprise given that not only has Jones spent 50 years in the music industry, but before that he was the teenage master of blagging his way into West London venues, usually to liberate some of the gear. But this evening’s show marks his debut – as well as one of the more unlikely shows the hall has seen in its 154-year history.

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A few days previously, the band warmed up for this Teenage Cancer Trust charity show with a rambunctious secret gig (under their old SPOTS pseudonym) in the more familiar setting of the 100 Club watched by a crowd that included Paul Weller, Noel Gallagher, Bobby Gillespie and Gary Kemp. Outside the Royal Albert Hall, fans young and old – but mostly old – swap punk rock war stories and compare tattoos. The Pistols aren’t the first punk band to play the venue, but there still seems something very implausible about this appearance, not just in terms of their own history as one-time scourges of the establishment as much as the fact the band have reunited at all.

The three original Pistols – Jones, Glen Matlock and Paul Cook – recruited Frank Carter, previously of Gallows, as their new singer in autumn 2024. It’s worked incredibly well. Carter brings energy and enthusiasm to the role, allowing the three older members to focus on the music. Carter, dressed for the occasion in a Mark Powell suit, tackles Pistols songs without resorting to a Johnny Rotten impression, an accomplishment in itself, and spends most of the gig in the audience. He’s standing on the barricade for “Pretty Vacant” – placed surprisingly early in the set – and then belts out “Bodies” while surfing through the crowd on the heads and shoulders of the fans. For “Silly Thing” he takes his mic stand and plants it like a military standard in the middle of the pit as the crowd surges around him like a human whirlpool. Back on stage, Glen, Paul and Steve shrug and carry on. They’ve seen worse.

John Lydon had always seemed so irreplaceable, that it was unimaginable the Pistols would perform with another singer. But Lydon’s failed attempt to ban the use of Sex Pistols music for Danny Boyle’s Pistol miniseries appears to have broken the last remaining bond between the group. The Pistols felt liberated, finally ready to replace Lydon with somebody a little less awkward and cynical, but with their own charisma and presence.

There must be something very cathartic about this. Back in the day, the Sex Pistols came and went in the blink of an eye – half a blink for Matlock – leaving a totemic legacy that even Lydon has struggled to overcome. The reunions with Lydon felt forced and were nakedly commercial – the band seemed to distance themselves from the shows even as they were playing them, with Lydon lacing everything in mockery and contempt. But now, the Sex Pistols can embrace that history, that music, and claim it for themselves.

Because it bears repeating that the Pistols wrote half-a-dozen of the best pop songs of the decade. They open with “Holidays In The Sun” and then dip into the classics throughout a short, intense set that also includes a fine pair of covers: “No Fun”, which is Frank doing Johnny doing Iggy; and “My Way”, one Frank doing Sid murdering another Frank. But strip away those layers of irony and this is a fantastic, frantic show, with a wild mosh pit, pogoing in the Royal Box and just the right balance between music and mayhem. The band end on “Anarchy In The UK”. With Frank Carter once more lost in the crowd, Matlock and Jones drop out, leaving Cook to maintain the beat while the audience repeat an a cappella refrain of “I wanna be anarchy”. At first it sounds menacing, then it sounds beautiful, then it sounds like “Kumbaya”, so Jones hammers down the riff, Matlock picks up the bass and the Sex Pistols bring the Royal Albert Hall back to the boil.

The Sex Pistols’ set list, the Royal Albert Hall, London, March 24, 2025:

Holidays In The Sun
Seventeen
New York
Pretty Vacant
Bodies
Silly Thing
Liar
God Save The Queen
No Fun
Satellite
No Feelings
Problems
EMI
My Way
Anarchy In The UK

Sex Pistols – Live In The USA 1978

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The Sex Pistols’ chaotic tour of America in 1978 has always divided opinion. For some observers – and even participants – it was a disaster, “the worst thing you’ve ever seen”, as John Lydon said at one show, and “a complete circus” as Steve Jones remembered in his autobiography. But others were enthused. American critics raved about the shows, while Rory Gallagher was at the infamous final show in San Francisco. Deciding that “this is as close to Eddie Cochran as you’re going to see”, he promptly abandoned the album he’d recorded with Elliot Mazer and regrouped with a new, ass-kicking power trio.

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These shows have long been available in bootlegs of variable quality, but now three of the seven concerts receive an official release: Atlanta, Dallas and San Francisco – the first and last dates of the tour, and one from the very middle. These are initially released in stages on vinyl – red, white and blue respectively, with one coming out each month in February, March and April. Then all three concerts are released together in a 3CD boxset.

The Pistols hit the States like Apocalypse Now on a tour bus. Lydon had had enough, Vicious craved attention and heroin in equal measure, while Paul Cook and Jones were fed up with their bandmates but ready to see where Malcolm McLaren’s rollercoaster would take them next. The tour was meant to start in Pennsylvania before heading to Chicago, Cleveland and Virginia but these had to be cancelled because of visa issues; the seven remaining dates were strung across the South, where the Pistols would meet an audience composed of fellow freaks as well as local meatheads and rubberneckers, who Sid routinely dismissed as “cowboys”.

Pelted with objects by the hostile audience, the band responded physically and verbally, all of which got in the way of the music. The first show of the tour was in Atlanta, where Peter Buck was in the audience, at least until he was ejected after one song. “New York” is the first of several disasters as instruments drop out, equipment fails, and timing and tunings go to pot. But Cook and Jones’s brutal muscle and Lydon’s more slippery charisma remain enthralling, pushing through the wince-inducing moments. As for Vicious, the bass is barely discernible, but his audience-goading is essential.

For all its faults, this is the best sounding of the three shows – perhaps sourced from bootlegs but the origin isn’t clear – with great moments like a wild “Problems” and a cracking “Pretty Vacant”, consistently their strongest live tune. The closing number, “Anarchy In The UK”, might be good, but comes from a completely different sound source, recorded somewhere in the middle of the crowd. It’s enough to leave Atlanta screaming for more; one audience member can be heard telling a friend “I’m blown away” as the tape continues to roll and an upcoming show by The B-52s is announced to the departing crowd over the PA.

Five days later, following brutal shows in Memphis, San Antonio (the legendary “shoot-out”, still frustratingly unavailable through official channels) and Baton Rouge, the band were in Dallas, at a club once owned by Jack Ruby. The recording begins with a gloriously over-the-top radio advert, but the show is more subdued, at least until Sid decides to call the crowd “a fucking bunch of cowboys” and is knocked to the floor during “Holidays In The Sun” – to Lydon and Jones’s obvious delight – playing the rest of the show with a broken nose. That spurs the band into a frantic “No Feelings”, followed by a thundering “Pretty Vacant” and “Anarchy In The UK”, rewritten as “Anarchy In The USA”.  This time the band return for an encore, playing a jagged, echoey, PIL-inducing “No Fun”. The sound is muddier than Atlanta, but the strange energy is fascinating.

Following a show in Tulsa – where a hole in the wall punched by Sid is still framed backstage – the Sex Pistols limped into San Francisco for their final performance. The gig was filmed and widely bootlegged as Gun Control, and while this recording is initially murky, the sound quickly improves as the band deliver a fine “I Wanna Be Me” and then bludgeon the audience with “EMI”. Widely dismissed as a disaster, the concert is far better than its reputation, even with occasional equipment malfunctions and Lydon’s unpredictability – one moment clearly bored and disheartened, the next at his seething, charmless best.

The show ends with “No Fun” and Lydon’s famous exit lane – “ever get the feeling you’ve been cheated?” – probably the greatest onstage quip since Lennon’s “rattle your jewellery”. Within days Lydon had left the band, and the Sex Pistols were, effectively, kaput. Disintegration has rarely sounded so compelling.

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Bob Mould – Here We Go Crazy

On Bob Mould’s last solo album, 2020’s Blue Hearts, he unleashed a fire in his belly. The album contained a series of polemics that railed against the state of America and all the parallel injustices and inequalities that he saw mirroring the Reagan era that defined his formative years. On the follow-up, his 15th solo album, the same musical dynamism can be heard – striking, sharp, sub-three-minute bursts of intense pop-coated alt.rock that recalls the fizzy joy of the Buzzcocks – but Mould’s political bite is tamed here. Instead, it’s a record that grapples with his own life, past, present and potential future, along with navigating the crippling uncertainties and colossal fears that modern life can impart on us all.

On Bob Mould’s last solo album, 2020’s Blue Hearts, he unleashed a fire in his belly. The album contained a series of polemics that railed against the state of America and all the parallel injustices and inequalities that he saw mirroring the Reagan era that defined his formative years. On the follow-up, his 15th solo album, the same musical dynamism can be heard – striking, sharp, sub-three-minute bursts of intense pop-coated alt.rock that recalls the fizzy joy of the Buzzcocks – but Mould’s political bite is tamed here. Instead, it’s a record that grapples with his own life, past, present and potential future, along with navigating the crippling uncertainties and colossal fears that modern life can impart on us all.

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On the opening “Here We Go Crazy”, Mould lays out the literal landscape of the album, setting a scene of wide-open Californian desert terrain with wind blowing in the mountain tops, as he ponders the volatilities of life, as man and nature square off. In a snappy, hooky, chorus Mould sings “here we go crazy” as his own vocal harmonies sing backing lines about being lost in the mountains. It sets the tone for the album that is loaded with breezy, infectious, sometimes soothing melodies that can often bely a darker lyrical undercurrent. Tracks such as “Neanderthal”, a two-minute firecracker of a song driven by Jon Wurster’s pummeling drums and Mould’s racing riff work, may be about revisiting the violent household that Mould grew up in, and a means of processing that trauma, but it almost recalls Mould’s Sugar era, such is its catchy and irresistible nature.

Mould assembled the record to have a three-act structure: an opening collection of songs that tap into uncertainties, feeling unsettled and unsure, before a mid-section that explores a darker period, and the final part coming out of the other side and seeing flashes of hope and optimism emerge from periods of pain and anguish. What’s especially impressive with Mould’s approach, though, is just how much fun he makes the whole thing sound. Even on songs which tap into more difficult territory, such as “When Your Heart Is Broken”, he delivers it with such a seamless knack for melodic songcraft, that he even turns heartache into foot-stomping riffs and sing-along choruses. Similarly, while “Fur Mink Augus” may plunge the listener deep into the frozen depths of a long, cold, isolated winter as feelings of cabin fever takes hold, the sheer energy of the song – with a remarkable drum outro from Wurster – keeps it as arresting and incandescent as it does angry and downcast.  

Perhaps part of the immediacy of the album is down to Mould’s decision to strip things back. The sonic palette is as basic as it gets, with very little in the way of added instrumentation, production or bells and whistles. Inspired by his recent solo tours, where many of these songs were debuted, there’s a feeling of wanting to capture a similar sense of connection – removing all the obstacles that get in the way, and leaving as direct a path between Mould and his audience as possible.

The third and final act of the album, of creeping towards the light from the darkness, is typified by songs such as “You Need To Shine”. Unashamedly uplifting, it could be read either as a message of hope and positivity for those going through a dark time or as a bold statement of self-affirmation – “don’t let sadness get into our weary bones, don’t let darkness take your soul… you need to shine.” With REM-esque overlaps of vocal harmonies giving way to a Dinosaur Jr-like squealing guitar solo, it’s a genuinely joyous piece of music.

The closing “Your Side” is the slowest, quietest song here, wrapping things up with an ode to how love and companionship will prevail despite the ongoing anxieties and catastrophes of the world, especially the climate crisis. In many ways, it’s a sad song to close on, imagining a world where “everything is gone” and clinging to whatever you have that’s left dear. But it’s also a touching sentiment, and one that underpins the record as a whole: cherish those you love and find beauty amid chaos where you can.

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We’re New Here: Silver Synthetic

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“We’ve definitely refined our sound on Rosalie,” says singer-guitarist Chris Lyons of Silver Synthetic’s latest album. “We were still figuring out who we were on our first record, but this one has a clearer identity. It’s just a lot more dynamic.”

A beatific union of cosmic Americana and harmonious guitar grooves, Rosalie is certainly a step up from the New Orleans quartet’s 2021 debut. Its charm partly lies in its warm evocation of another era, while also aligning the band to contemporaries like Rose City Band or Beachwood Sparks. Indeed, the latter’s Brent Rademaker was so impressed that he signed Silver Synthetic to his Curation imprint, enthusing: “This is the album the label have been looking for!”

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Curation may feel like a perfect fit, but it’s taken the band a while to find their way. The journey began in 2017, when Lyons found himself writing pieces that didn’t suit the garage-punk aesthetic of his regular outfit, BottomFeeders. His first instinct was to call guitarist Kunal Prakash. “I had all these songs with a mellower thing going on,” he explains. “I’d seen Kunal around and knew he was a sick guitar player.”

Fresh from Nashville rockers JEFF The Brotherhood, Prakash was intrigued by the invitation. The pair soon began shaping the songs together, alongside bassist Pete Campanelli and BottomFeeders drummer Lucas Bogner. “We were jamming for about a year,” Prakash recalls. “So by the time we started playing shows, it felt like we were a proper band.”

Their musical direction found a natural course. “We definitely had some discussions about what not to do,” says Prakash. “All of us – at least me and Chris and Lucas – had been playing around New Orleans, where there’s a lot of garage punk bands. So the most punk thing we could do was be the opposite of that: sing in harmony and play melodic music. Keep the guitars and production pretty clean. We didn’t want to sound like all these modern psych bands.”

Having played locally, Silver Synthetic were picked up by Third Man after a gig in Nashville, only their second ever show outside New Orleans. “From the start, the reactions we were getting were pretty high,” says Lyons. “It just felt like we’d hit something.” 2020 EP “Out Of The Darkness” and the ensuing Silver Synthetic album blended the band’s love of Neil Young, mid-’70s Lou Reed, Big Star and Eno circa Here Come The Warm Jets, but their relationship with the label didn’t work out.

“At a certain point, we knew we needed to leave Third Man,” says Prakash. “We asked them if we could and they said yes, and that we could take our record with us. So I started reaching out to friends and other musicians.”

With new bassist Ben Jones in place, Rosalie smooths the contours of their debut, streamlining those same influences into something quietly spectacular. Prakash cites Modern Nature as a key reference point: “All Jack Cooper’s stuff has been big for me. I love those albums, particularly the drum sounds. The production feels really natural and there’s a lot of space, which resonates with us, trying to keep things uncluttered and human.” Rosalie also invites parallels to Teenage Fanclub, which can be no bad thing. “We get compared to that band a lot, especially when we played the UK,” says Lyons. “Everyone was bringing them up. Even the sound guys would put them on after our shows.” Prakash can’t resist a cheeky shout-out: “They’re such a great band. So yeah, if they end up reading this, take us on tour!”

Rosalie is released by Curation Records on April 25

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Ultimate Record Collection: The Beatles, 1965-1970

As we join the Beatles in the latest Ultimate Record Collection, it is the start of 1965, and Beatlemania is cresting. You can tell because there are still seemingly dozens of new singles, Eps, US album variations, and key personal appearances appearing in our definitive timeline. On the covers of their records they appear under umbrellas, joining hands, and on stage. But which is the truest representation of the group?

As we join the Beatles in the latest Ultimate Record Collection, it is the start of 1965, and Beatlemania is cresting. You can tell because there are still seemingly dozens of new singles, Eps, US album variations, and key personal appearances appearing in our definitive timeline. On the covers of their records they appear under umbrellas, joining hands, and on stage. But which is the truest representation of the group?

Perhaps it’s the tired eyes of the 1964 Beatles For Sale group, on an EP which appears at the start of the year which tells the truest story. The narrative of the first part of this publication was how the group’s releases took them to the top. In this second part, it’s all about maintaining their musical peak while managing a retreat from the spotlight and reclaim ownership of their own lives. Except, as the poet Philip Larkin observed once they were at the top, The Beatles “could not get down.”

They couldn’t completely escape, but the group could certainly evolve. By the time they decided to quit touring – unbelievably not until August 1966 – their studio work was already audacious in its innovations. As you can read in the new writing here about every album – in fact, every track – the music which followed reflected the consequences of that decision. It brought us the glorious Sgt Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band, and the profoundly original self-titled White Album.  On the other, it slowed their output down, and served to remind them how much they relished playing live – they just needed to find a new way to do it.

Sometimes, even The Beatles’ hands were forced. As they looked forward to a period of relative relaxation in the wake of Sgt Pepper, they were still committed to provide new music for not one, but two film projects which would extend some of the Pepper magic. Even if it spread them thin, both Magical Mystery Tour and Yellow Submarine showed what may be the group’s absolutely unique ability: to write outstanding new music against the most alarming of deadlines.   

As the magazine closes, the Beatles are evolving as individuals to the point where the group can no longer comfortably contain them. It’s a testament to their later-period recordings that they can still summon breathtaking originality even when there’s only two of them in the room – as with “The Ballad Of John And Yoko” – or, as with their final Christmas recordings – when there are none at all.

The last release we cover here is a compilation of their Fanclub-only singles, under the punning title of From Then To You. It’s a reminder that even with Brian Epstein dead, and the group disbanded, the music, and their spontaneous, joyful outlook would live on.    

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Led Zeppelin: “‘Kashmir’ was new music, no one had ever heard anything like it.”

Led Zeppelin are on the cover of Uncut’s April 2025 issue, as Jimmy Page, Robert Plant and John Paul Jones celebrate the 50th anniversary of Physical Graffiti with exclusive new interviews.

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In this extract, Page and Plant recall a pivotal trip to Morocco – just after they finished their 1973 tour in support of Houses Of The Holy – and how inspiration from their travels fed into “Kashmir“, when the band reconvened at Headley Grange in October 1973 to begin work on their masterpiece, Physical Graffiti.

PAGE:  We went to Morocco more or less straight after Madison Square Garden. Robert was going to Marrakech with Maureen, his wife, and I was going to go over there and join them. We were going to do some traveling and then we were going to do some recording at the tail end sometime in that year. There was a folk festival in Marrakech, with tribes coming from all over Morocco in their traditional dress and playing their local music. When they came off the stage, they’d carry on playing or singing while the next lot are coming on, so you did get this sort of crossfading. That was the first time I heard Joujouka musicians for real. It was spine-tinging stuff, so was a lot of the other music that you heard. Then we started traveling around Morocco. We had a wonderful adventure.

PLANT:  We needed space and time to be stimulated. I already knew a couple of people in Guelmim from when I first was in Morocco. The women took Maureen off somewhere in and painted her up with Henna and I ended up playing 11 aside football in 30 degrees Celsius. But it was great. So, to go back there with Jimmy… he and I went way down in the desert past Tantan, where the Green March had gone into Western Sahara. That area by Tarfaya, down in the bottom before you get to Mauritania. You can get there now, of course, that’s where the gods are resting. That’s where it all hangs out, where there’s space. It’s so evocative.

PAGE: On the second day [at Headley Grange], I went through some things with John Bonham. But when we came back the following week, I put more of my own stuff, this adrenaline music I’d worked on at home, to John Bonham, to see what he likes and hope he likes it all. I went through “Sick Again” and “Wanton Song” with John. I play him a little bit of “In My Time Of Dying”. I had this other riff, but I didn’t want to lay it on him straight away. Finally, I thought, ‘Right, this is the opportunity…’ Once we started playing “Kashmir”, I don’t know how long we played it for but he didn’t want to stop and I didn’t want to stop. There’s a bootleg where we’re just playing the riff repeatedly, it just locks in. By now, we had people to assist us. We record “Kashmir” and “Sick Again”. With “Kashmir”, I wanted to record it so that I could try out these other ideas. I had a fanfare that I wanted to lay on top of it. So we start putting the arrangement together. We know that we’re on something, nobody’s ever gone anywhere near this. It was new music, no one had ever heard anything like it.

PLANT: I wasn’t really writing in the 1st person, I was creating this melange of how it felt. “And then all I see turns to brown”. At different times of the day, the cliffs and the mountains would change colour. And so as it developed as a four piece, it grew and grew until everything made sense. All of it, the weave of the whole thing was something. I can hear it now and keep walking, but sometimes I hear it and I just sit down and listen. “Kashmir”, it is what it is. It’s just such an achievement – and it is an achievement even now, all these years later. I think it was the personalities of us that made us say, ‘This is it,’ because it’s just enough, and for people, maybe later, it was too much. But on the record, there were moments where it was like, “Let’s get on with this. Let’s make something that’s going to hit you between the ears.” I’ve got the book at home [with the original lyrics]. It’s got the sticker, magenta on white, of the Zeppelin IV logos. It’s stuck across a notepad with all sorts of meanderings. ‘Driving through Kashmir’. Oh, fancy that. For me, if I’m inspired, I can bring something forward. It’s not Blood On The Tracks, it doesn’t have the same intense, mature overview. This was still before the big crash. Time, joy, camaraderie were all perfectly, beautifully intact.

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Inside our latest free Uncut CD – Time To Fly: 15 tracks of the month’s best music

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The Waterboys, Jason Isbell, Dean Wareham, Valerie June, Black Country New Road and more feature on our latest free Uncut CD.

The Waterboys, Jason Isbell, Dean Wareham, Valerie June, Black Country New Road and more feature on our latest free Uncut CD.

The 15-track compilation, titled Time To Fly, showcases some of the month’s best music and comes with the Uncut dated April 2025.

See below for more on the tracklisting…

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1 Tobacco City
Buffalo

Chris Coleslaw and Lexi Goddard are going from strength to strength. A set of confident Americana rock’n’roll, new album Horses really builds up a head of steam on this infectious slice of choogle, with an unexpected coda.

2 Florist
Have Heaven

Jellywish is the new album from Emily Sprague’s Florist project, and her best yet. There are echoes of Big Thief in its crepuscular, hushed songcraft, but also a light rural psychedelia in its picked acoustic guitars, warbling tapes and curdled electronics.

3 Nico Georis
Geological Observations

From his Granny’s Dancehall studio in Death Valley, this sonic adventurer has been busy working with the electronic pulses of psychedelic mushrooms over recent years. Music Belongs To The Universe is all his own work, however, a welcoming collision of ambient, new age and far-out lysergic drones.

4 Dean Wareham
Yesterday’s Hero

Back with only his third solo album, That’s The Price Of Loving Me, Wareham is on top form. This quietly despairing track, one of the high points of the record, examines the passing of time with a wry outlook: “All our marches got nowhere…

5 Eiko Ishibashi
October

Antigone is the long-awaited latest from this Japanese singer, songwriter and experimentalist, who’s been busy soundtracking Hamaguchi films such as Drive My Car and Evil Does Not Exist in recent years. Teaming up with Jim O’Rourke on production, her new LP is a sugared, strange and deeply fascinating adventure.

6 Brown Horse
Dog Rose

This Norwich troupe haven’t taken long to follow up their debut, but All The Right Weaknesses is an even finer record. “Dog Rose” is a good measure of the rest: crunching guitars and pedal steel, enigmatic lyrics and a wooziness that recalls Pavement and Silver Jews as much as Tonight’s The Night

7 Black Country, New Road
Besties

South London’s most eclectic crew continue their journey towards baroque prog-pop perfection on new LP Forever Howlong. For the first time, all the songs are written and sung by the three female members of the group, with “Besties” led by Jockstrap’s Georgia Ellery.

8 The Waterboys
Hopper’s On Top (Genius)

Mike Scott’s sprawling concept record Life, Death & Dennis Hopper is our Album Of The Month, and “Hopper’s On Top…” feels like a good introduction to its gonzo charms. Elsewhere on the LP, there’s Bruce Springsteen, Fiona Apple, Steve Earle and more.

9 Songs Of Green Pheasant
Dark

Duncan Sumpner’s hazy folk-rock project has long been under the radar – just the way the Yorkshireman likes it – but new album Sings The Passing may be his most enticing yet.

10 Valerie June
Sweet Things Just For You

Owls, Omens And Oracles is the new record from this Memphis singer-songwriter, who’s teamed up with M Ward for her latest foray into the astral and the earthy. Inspired by ’60s soul and folk, the skipping “Sweet Things…” is a boogie-down highlight.

11 Index For Working Musik
Sister

This London group have sprung from the roots of Toy to offer a kind of ragged post-punk folk horror on their second album, Which Direction Goes The Beam. Sawing strings and Nathalia Bruno’s stern vocals drive this waltzing, Velvets-y anxiety dream to stunning effect.

12 Jason Isbell
Foxes In The Snow

Here’s the title track to Isbell’s new acoustic album, a daring showcase of his singing, guitar skills and way with a turn of phrase and a lilting riff. These have been difficult times for the songwriter, and it’s all laid out here.

13 Sam Akpro
Evenfall

This is the title track of south Londoner Akpro’s debut album; imagine King Krule with a little less jazz and a little more gothic Portishead clamour and you might come somewhere close to this blown-out, industrial delight.

14 Snapped Ankles
Pay The Rent

Forest-born shamans (or so they claim, anyway), this London-based collective have got their dancing shoes on for new LP Hard Times Furious Dancing. Like LCD Sounsystem soundtracking The Wicker Man, it’s a transportative joy, as heard on this propulsive, dance-punk epic.

15 Butler, Blake & Grant
Bring An End

Sublimely low-key, this indie supergroup – Bernard Butler, Norman Blake and James Grant – are standing by the power of their heartfelt songs and gorgeous harmonies. On this evidence, it’s a distinction all round.

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Jesse Malin: Keep On Burning

In May 2023, Jesse Malin was walking to his local restaurant in New York when he felt a sharp pain in his upper thigh. He tried to shake it off, but by the end of the night he was lying on the floor as he settled the bill, having suffered a spinal stroke that left him paralysed. It’s been a tough 18 months, but Malin will be back onstage in December to perform a full set at New York’s Beacon Theatre, at a benefit show for his treatment, with special guests including Lucinda Williams and Jakob Dylan. Two London dates follow in May.

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“I will be there if I have to swim across the Atlantic,” says Malin. “We can’t reveal the names of the artists yet, but it will be similar to the Beacon, with me doing a set and then the guests.” A lot of those musicians played on recent Malin tribute album Silver Patron Saints, and the range and stature of those involved – Bruce Springsteen, Elvis Costello, Susanna Hoffs, Spoon, Dinosaur Jr, Agnostic Front – gives some indication of Malin’s cross-genre appeal. “It’s funny having Lucinda Williams and Rancid on the same record but that’s my world,” he says. “It’s all songs in the end, people who want to sing from their heart with a couple of chords.”

As his friends recorded the songs, they were sent to Malin as he underwent physical therapy in Argentina. He says that gave him a boost, and allowed him to reflect on the warmth and support of a community that has rallied around him. “Jesse Malin is truly a titan of rock’n’ roll in New York,” says Craig Finn, who covers “Death Star” with The Hold Steady on the record, and will appear at the Beacon. “He’s been a beacon of positivity, a musical hero, a fan and a friend to myself and The Hold Steady. I’ve always loved his stories, his songs and his whole thing. We look forward to playing alongside some heavy-hitters to celebrate Jesse’s return to the stage.”

During his recovery, Malin worked on a memoir, which he describes as “like The Basketball Diaries with a guitar”. It covers his time as a pre-teen rocker, having auditioned at CBGB with hardcore band Heart Attack when he was 12. After tiring of scene conventions, Malin formed D Generation before eventually going solo with classic breakthrough album The Fine Art Of Self Destruction in 2002. “[The book] will have the stories I tell on stage, like going to a hooker in Times Square when I was 11 and getting mugged,” says Malin. “There are the characters I have met along the way, but it’s about persevering and making things happen, manifesting things, hopefully with the right sense of humour.”

Malin is a quintessential New Yorker, but the UK has been one of his favourite destinations since The Fine Art… was lauded by British fans. “People didn’t know D Generation in Britain, so I was like a new artist at 33,” he says. “I felt so at home. I’d see the street names and think of songs by The Jam or The Clash or The Kinks. I noticed people came early to shows and bought the records. I found that, with a guitar, I could connect with people even though I was so far from home.” As Malin enthusiastically recalls his life of musical passions, from “Crocodile Rock” to the Ramones, a thought occurs: “You know, when you start talking about music, you forget all about your own problems for a while.”

Silver Patron Saints is out now on Glassnote Records; Jesse Malin and guests play Islington Assembly Hall on May 1 and 2

I’m New Here: Sam Moss

Sam Moss always looks for the irregular pieces of wood at his local lumber yard. “They have a pile of weird scraps that they can’t sell,” says the woodworker and singer-songwriter based in Staunton, Virginia. “I like to paw through and take a bunch of odd pieces and make them into strange little tables or whatever.” When he’s not touring, Moss is at home in his workshop or doing handyman jobs around town. “I do a lot of work fixing and renovating houses, where you want straight lines and functionality. But my woodworking is the opposite, and I get a lot of joy out of these odd shapes.”

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He brings a similar philosophy to his music, turning stray thoughts and errant emotions into bespoke musings on the world and his place in it. Swimming, his latest effort, is an album about small moments, modest joys, walking in the woods or feeding the ducks – nothing life-changing, but everything life-sustaining. “I felt the birds give meaning to an otherwise broken day,” he sings on “Feathers”, with its crisp banjo strums. “I wouldn’t describe myself as an inspirational songwriter, but I feel the way I think a lot of people feel. I feel a lot of heaviness, but also a lot of joy. When I’m writing, I try not to be devastatingly sad or manically upbeat, but somewhere in between.”

Moss started writing and recording in Boston, where he studied music at Berklee and became a fixture on the local music scene. After recording and self-releasing three albums of well-observed folk songs, he followed his partner down to Virginia, where she studies Shakespearean drama. There he found a good balance between music-making and woodworking. “If I’m working with wood and can get into a groove with it, I do love listening to music. Using my hands to create things that are physical leaves room for me to get into the esoteric songwriting headspace.”

When Moss was ready to record his fourth album, he knew he wanted to find new people. He booked time at Betty’s in Chapel Hill, North Carolina, the studio run by Sylvan Esso, and invited one of his personal heroes to produce: Joe Westerlund of DeYarmond Edison and Megafaun. Together, they assembled a backing band of multi-instrumentalists who stretched the songs into those odd shapes that Moss always looks for.

“It ended up feeling like summer camp,” he says. “I really like to work live, so there had to be a certain amount of trust there. We had to work fast, but everybody created these magic moments of surprise. Like ‘Moonbeams’ – the take on the album is the very first time we played together. We cut it a few more times, but that version had a good, spontaneous energy.” Moss’s friend and tourmate Jake Xerxes Fussell dropped by for an afternoon to play guitar on “Lost”, which came together just as quickly. “When I listen to that song, I can hear everybody in the room being surprised at each other. I can feel them getting to know each other in real time.”

For the frayed and menacing “Eyes”, Moss sat in the drum booth, played a repeating part on acoustic guitar, and watched the musicians tear into the song. “I had very little work to do with my simple theme, so I could look out at them going nuts. They were giving the song everything, and I was just leaning back, watching it all happen. That’s one of the moments when I saw the song blooming right in front of my eyes.”

Swimming is out now via Sleep Walk Songs

Low’s Alan Sparhawk announces new solo album, With Trampled By Turtles

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Low‘s Alan Sparhawk has announced details of a new solo album. With Trampled By Turtles is released through Sub Pop on May 30. Scroll down to hear “Stranger” from the album.

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The album follows follows Sparhawk’s 2024 debut solo album, White Roses, My God.

The album was recorded at the end of 2023 at Pachyderm Studios in Cannon Falls, Minnesota with Sparhawk accompanied by long-time friends and fellow Minnesotans, Trampled By Turtles.

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Tracklisting for the album is:

Stranger
Too High
Heaven
Not Broken
Screaming Song
Get Still
Princess Road Surgery
Don’t Take Your Light
Torn & In Ashes

Edith Frost – In Space

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Edith Frost opens her first album in almost 20 years with an organ, some dramatic guitar strums, and an important question: “Can you hear me?” she sings on “Another Year”. The moment is small and intimate, as though she’s clearing her throat or testing her microphone. The song might have started as a downhearted pandemic Christmas song about spending the holiday away from loved ones, but in this new incarnation, it serves as a fitting reintroduction to this cult country singer, a witty means of acknowledging the long interval between records. “Been a long time, but I’m alright,” she continues. “At least I survived.”

Edith Frost opens her first album in almost 20 years with an organ, some dramatic guitar strums, and an important question: “Can you hear me?” she sings on “Another Year”. The moment is small and intimate, as though she’s clearing her throat or testing her microphone. The song might have started as a downhearted pandemic Christmas song about spending the holiday away from loved ones, but in this new incarnation, it serves as a fitting reintroduction to this cult country singer, a witty means of acknowledging the long interval between records. “Been a long time, but I’m alright,” she continues. “At least I survived.”

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Frost specialises in making small moments and little epiphanies sound much bigger than they are. Her previous albums were full of the kinds of everyday worries and mundane concerns that gnaw at you over time, and In Space picks up those threads as though no time has passed at all. These new songs consider ideas and attitudes about absence, alienation and reconciliation, but Frost never sounds merely clever and doesn’t revel in meta career commentary. Instead, she simply settles into these small moments and patiently allows them to accumulate into something bigger and more powerful. As a result, this long-awaited album doesn’t sound like a comeback. Instead, it’s simply a continuation of what she’s been doing for 30 years now. She might be testing her mic, but there’s no rust in her voice.

Back in the mid 1990s, with the alt.country movement in full chug, the Texas-born Frost signed with Drag City, where she remains today. Like Kelly Hogan and Neko Case – two other Windy City transplants who thrived during the No Depression era – Frost always had one foot in twang and another somewhere else. Her EPs and LPs featured locals from other scenes, Jim O’Rourke and Sean O’Hagan on her 1997 full-length debut Calling Over Time, Royal Trux on the following year’s Telescopic, and members of Wilco and The Sea & Cake on 2001’s standout Wonder, Wonder. Her brand of country sounded distinctive, idiosyncratic and deeply embedded in Chicago.

After 2005’s It’s A Game, whose breakup songs have taken on more weight in retrospect, Frost went silent. Musically, at least. She didn’t retire from the industry or retreat from the scene, but simply stopped recording and releasing music. Even after she left Chicago for Austin, Texas, she still appeared on records by Chris Gantry and James Elkington’s old band The Zincs. Her biggest moment of righteous notoriety came when she was kicked off what was then known as Twitter for impersonating Elon Musk.

In Space emphasises the traits that distinguished her in the 1990s, but she’s not simply revisiting old glories. Working with longtime collaborators Rian Murphy and Mark Greenberg, she tracked these songs at the Loft, Wilco’s legendary clubhouse/studio in Chicago, with Sima Cunningham from Finom (formerly Ohmme) harmonizing subtly with her. Together, they create a casually twangy, tenderly psychedelic backdrop for Frost’s assured vocals while adding little flourishes in the margins, like the billowing Beach Boys chorus on “Nothing Comes Around” and the jazzy guitar licks on “Back Again”. She has a tendency to flatten out certain notes, to dive deep into her lower register and to break syllables in unexpected places – all of which allows her to convey sadness with warmth and wisdom.

Ultimately, In Space is an album caught between the past and the present, the old and the new. On “Little Sign”, which she originally cut as a one-off for the 2020 presidential election, she exhorts her listeners to dissent and resist in whatever ways feel right to them: “Make up a little sign, get happy with your mind.” It’s rare to hear a protest song so gentle and generous. Even as she roots herself in this moment, the past just won’t leave Frost alone. “Oh, when it all comes flooding back around me now/The sounds of an ancient past arriving now,” she chants on the title track, as her band churn up a quietly dramatic din around her.

In Space is that rare species of comeback album that doesn’t try to insist that no time has passed. Instead, every one of those 20 unrecoverable years plays out in every song. It’s a lively and vivid collection, funny and angry and chagrinned, but mostly it’s a very specific kind of melancholy: not gloomy or despondent, but quietly aware of what has been lost and cannot be regained. “Our funny little world has gone away,” she declares on “The Bastards”, but she’s rebuilding it song by song, moment by moment.

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Lonnie Holley – Tonky

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It’s still early in 2025, but “Seeds”, the opening track from Lonnie Holley’s fifth studio album Tonky, might be one of the most powerful and affecting pieces of music you’ll hear all year. Across its nine minutes, the 75-year-old artist and musician tells the tale of his formative years at the Alabama Industrial School for Negro Children, a juvenile correctional facility that was run in conditions not far off those of a slave plantation.

It’s still early in 2025, but “Seeds”, the opening track from Lonnie Holley’s fifth studio album Tonky, might be one of the most powerful and affecting pieces of music you’ll hear all year. Across its nine minutes, the 75-year-old artist and musician tells the tale of his formative years at the Alabama Industrial School for Negro Children, a juvenile correctional facility that was run in conditions not far off those of a slave plantation.

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Over a minimalist pulse that gently builds in intensity, accruing layers of twinkling synth, strings and choral chants, Holley remembers it all. Picking cotton in the endless rolling fields. The savage beatings that left his bed sheets stained with blood. That feeling of being all alone in the world. The music is as rousing and beautiful as the lyrical content is unconscionable, unbearable. Then, right at the moment the music peaks and slowly begins to fade, Holley pauses to reflect: “Oh I wish that I could rob my memory,” he intones. “I’d be like Midas, and turn my thoughts to gold/And one day just end up being alright.”

What strength of will and generosity of spirit does it take to turn this sort of unimaginable pain into music about love and forgiveness? It is hard to fathom, but this ability gives Holley a superhuman quality, and Tonky the sense of an almighty feat of overcoming. Holley has primarily been known as a visual artist. Discovered in the 1980s, his sculptural and installation work – originally assembled using found objects in and around his hilltop home in Birmingham, Alabama – has found its way from American folk art exhibitions to the Royal Academy of Arts in London. But in 2012, he released his debut album, and since then he’s continued to record at pace. His voice combines the powerful, righteous exhortations of a gospel preacher with the wounded emotion of an old bluesman, and he has a talent for improvising songs on the spot, the words flowing forth in long, unbroken takes.

Like its immediate predecessor, 2023’s Oh Me Oh My, Tonky was made with the assistance of Jacknife Lee, a producer and multi-instrumentalist who has played a key role in helping Holley focus his vision into something honed and coherent. The music – a mix of sleek jazz, soul and synthetic soundscaping – is polished but never bland, and comes dotted with a wealth of special guests: the harpist Mary Lattimore and the poet Saul Williams, rappers Open Mike Eagle and Billy Woods, Modest Mouse’s Isaac Brock and jazz musicians Angel Bat Dawid and Alabaster De Plume. Importantly, though, all these names are folded neatly into Holley’s broader vision, supporting him as he communicates his message of love in the face of misery, the importance of faith and the promise of salvation.

Holley’s personal story is gripping enough. But a big part of what makes Tonky compelling is how he stitches his tales into a wider fabric of African-American experience. On “The Same Stars”, he envisages shackled bodies on slave ships, gazing up through the darkness at the night sky. “Kings In The Jungle, Slaves In The Field” first harks back to that prelapsarian existence in Africa, and then documents how that birthright was – and continues to be – torn away, Holley’s voice lifted on the chorus of the all-female gospel group The Legendary Ingramettes. Particularly harrowing is “I Looked Over My Shoulder”. To the serrated whine of collaborator Davide Rossi’s violin and viola, Holley dwells on the insidious effects of poverty, and its relationship to the Black experience. “People crying, quaking and breaking, falling apart/Bloody heads and skinned bodies,” he booms, and the moment is so intense that even Billy Woods’ hardscrabble rap feels like a relief from the tension.

Beyond “Seeds”, perhaps the key song on Tonky is “The Burden (I Turned Nothing Into Something)”. To the sigh of Angel Bat Dawid’s clarinet, Holley muses on the way that trauma can be generational, passed down through those we love. Framed this way, you could view both his music and art as a way to break that vicious cycle – a way to recognise and commemorate that hurt, before turning that pain into love.

The final song on Tonky is “A Change Is Gonna Come” – not the Sam Cooke classic, but an original song that hits some of the same notes. Life is filled with struggle. It can feel like adversity is piling up before us. But Holley sees a path through. “Oh, humans, can’t you feel it?” he sings. “Everything gonna be alright.” If a man who has felt the sort of pain that Lonnie Holley has felt can look to the future and still feel optimism, perhaps there’s hope for us all yet.

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