Herself

This is the second part of a lengthy piece I wrote for Uncut earlier this summer. The first part is here.

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As the first night of Club Uncut’s annual seaside trip to Brighton’s Great Escape festival comes to an end, a girl passes me yelling “My ears! My ears!”. New York’s Gang Gang Dance have just come off stage at the Pavilion Theatre, where they’ve cranked up the decibels to ear-splitting levels. Really, it was loud. Earlier this week, I’d been listening to their latest album, Eye Contact, recorded in relaxed circumstances near rural Woodstock, and been impressed by the ambient textures of tracks like “Glass Jar”. Live, they’re clearly a very different proposition: the sheer intense forcefulness of their sound physically impacts on the body. It had all been so very different three hours earlier…

Bleak, doubtful and largely self-penned. Back to the music that made her...

She'll perform in May

Polly Harvey shifts from the personal to the national...

The last transcript from our 2010 Uncut Music Award deliberations...