Monday, May 22, 2017

JEREMY GARA (London Birthdays, 20/05/17)



Those expecting arena-filling anthemics and hurdy-gurdy interludes may have been disappointed by the Arcade Fire drummer's solo set. But for those with more adventurous musical tastes may have enjoyed the ambient/noise electronics on offer here.
PHILIP GLASS AND LAURIE ANDERSON (London Barbican, 17/05/17)



A mostly excellent, occasionally super-pretentious collaboration between two avant-garde legends, more memorable for the latter's wry, incisive monologues than the Glass-by-numbers accompaniment.
KISHI BASHI (London Oslo, 14/05/17)



Kaoru Ishibashi may lack the technical razzle-dazzle of some of his other loop-pedalling violinist peers, but he's definitely the best showman of them all. His acoustic encore with Tall Tall Trees in the middle of the venue was delightful, and the rest of the set weren't too shabby either.
TOUMANI DIABATE (London Barbican, 13/05/17)



Thirty years ago, a young kora player from Mali met up with some flamenco artists from Spain in a bar in London. Despite the language barriers, they ended up jamming and so was born the project that became known as "Songhai". In truth, I've never been into the Spanish guitar thing that much, but the glistening majesty of the kora added an element of magic to proceedings, though I wish the Malian influence had crept in a little more prominently at times.
THE NEW PORNOGRAPHERS (London Electric Ballroom, 09/05/17)



I've said this time and time again, but the New Pornos are the platonic ideal for no-nonsense "play the hits" indie bands. They don't have an over-awing stage presence or state-of-the-art visuals, but what they do have is a formidable back catalogue, verve, and a lot of musical talent- and at the end of the day, what else do you really need?
OTOBOKE BEAVER (London Bethnal Green Working Men's Club, 05/05/17)



Pretty much the same deal as Monday, but with even more crowd-surfing. OTOBOKE BEAVER, WE (STILL) LOVE YOU.
JOHN GRANT (London Union Chapel, 02/05/17)



An emotional, stripped-down fundraiser for a friend fallen on hard times, this was John Grant at his rawest- no orchestras, no Kylie Minogue, just his songwriting and the occasional spine-tingling guest spot from Mara Carlyle. Beautiful.
OTOBOKE BEAVER (London 100 Club, 01/05/17)



OTOBOKE BEAVER, WE LOVE YOU! A most welcome return for the effervescent garage rock dervishes from Kyoto, whose frantic, white-knuckle show culminated in guitarist Yoshi using yours truly as a platform for the first of four separate crowd surfs.
CHILLY GONZALES (London Barbican, 29/04/17)



I rarely listen to his recorded stuff, but there's few live artistes more downright entertaining than the man they call "Chilly" Gonzales, whose melding of recital, musical theory lecture and comic revue reached a new peak with "The Young-Ish Person's Guide To The Orchestra." I mean, I can't think of many other orchestral performances that successfully incorporate "Champagne Supernova", a Britney Spears/Psycho soundtrack mashup, Iron Maiden riffs, Dr Dre and the entire London Symphony Orchestra performing jumping jacks...but then again, I am somewhat of a philistine.
TV GIRL (London Kamio, 26/04/17)



It's all pretty cheesy, and their live set up is more reliant on backing tracks than it could have been, but TV Girl's zeitgeisty, retro-synth hooks hit the spot more irresistibly than they have any right to.
PHARMAKON (London Electrowerkz, 25/04/17)



The noise a Fox news anchor hears when Obama opens his mouth. Marginally less apocalyptic without the percussive sheets of metal, Sadako-esque prowling and self-immolating speakers that so memorably featured at her Dome show, but even so, few can top Margaret Chardiet for raw-throated, eardrum-pulverising intensity.
THE BOY LEAST LIKELY TO (London Lexington, 24/04/17)



It cannot be denied that "The Boy Least Likely To" experience is a fundamentally twee one. There's glockenspiels and guiros, and multi-coloured balloons, and irrepressibly upbeat melodies that wouldn't seem out of place in a "Mr Tumble" feature. But whilst many bands of that ilk ultimately become cloying, these guys have retained their charm over years thanks to their low-key cynicism, excellent musicianship and an awareness that gimmickry is no substitute for a good tune. Lovely stuff.
COLIN STETSON (London Jazz Cafe, 23/04/17)



Yet another dose of saxophone-centric witchcraft from one of the most astounding avant-garde musicians to emerge this decade. Many breath. Much textures. WOW.