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John Famiglietti of HEALTH

By Rose Dennen

HEALTH bassist and general maker of hubbub John Famiglietti doesn’t stop talking. It’s almost as if he doesn’t actually need to breath, or he’s perfected that circular breathing technique that people who play the didgeridoo have. Which is probably all the well as the high speed, high octane performances and the punishing touring schedule would probably need someone super human...
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New York Dolls

By Rose Dennen

The average age of the New York Dolls is around 60 years old. SIXTY and yet like some of their contemporaries they are going strong, defying the stereotype. Iggy Pop, Mick Jagger et al – the sag on the bones just doesn’t seem to slow them down. But they’ve never done an advert for butter or insurance. Thank fuck.
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And You Will Know Us By The Trail Of Dead

By Matt Glass

A brief stint as the NME's band du jour at the turn of the century aside, ...Trail of Dead are a band whose epic soundscapes have largely gone unnoticed by all but their underground army of fans.

And you know what? That's the way we like it.
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Zu

By Rose Dennen

Zu hail from a musical catechism of free Jazz and Metal and have found themselves in a constant state of experiment and collaboration. And when I say constant, I mean constant...
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Chrome Hoof

By Rose Dennen

Leo and Milo Smee of the fairly infamous Chrome Hoof are a jittery duo, fluctuating between quiet control of their answers to giggling wide eyed non-sequitur intergalactic speech. It’s wonderful and the same oxymoron of behavioural trait translates to their music.
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Spindle & Wit @ Hawley Arms

By Matthew Phillips

The components are all there – a floppy-haired frontman who could topple Luke Pritchard from his throne as indie-girl's poster boy of choice; a fresh-faced young girl whose place in Glamour magazine is as assured as a slot in Observer Music Monthly or the NME; and a troupe of vintage-store rummagers complete the line-up.
But any thoughts of another Kooks revival are swiftly – and thankfully – swept aside as Spindle & Wit launch chaotically into their opening number, the jangly plucking of a banjo and violin cutting through the murky swamp of bass, drums and acoustic guitars.

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