Kirsty Almeida Winter Songs
like entering a box of toys dressed as the Sugar Plum Fairy… everything melts down like Boxing Day chocs left too close to the fire. The whole thing tick-tocks along like a clockwork poodle….
Morelike entering a box of toys dressed as the Sugar Plum Fairy… everything melts down like Boxing Day chocs left too close to the fire. The whole thing tick-tocks along like a clockwork poodle….
MoreIt’s the end of the year and you might think you have missed out on some of the great music out there. Well, to get you match-fit for 2013, we suggest that you listen to these bands before the year is out. If you do, we are convinced that you will be one step ahead of everyone else next year. You can say, “Oh yes, I know all about them already…” Listen to these sounds while you wrap up your pressies.
MoreYou will feel mesmerized by the majesty of the swirling, refreshing images but this album is also full of harsh reality and sad under-the-bed secrecy… a fuzzy-felt world of high voltage macrame and pleated folds
MorePlayed acoustically, Bwani Junction’s material seems fresh, rare and lively. It feels unfettered. Harmonies are rosy flushed, percussion is lofty, and the guitar has the ability to inspire…
MoreAbsolute Radio and Abbey Road Studios have joined forces to host a series of acoustic sessions at the world-famous home of the Beatles’ recording. Born Blonde, Bwani Junction, Iko and Oli Wennink all played at the historic Abbey Road Studios on Tuesday … It was the first acoustic session with up-and-coming acts hand-picked by Absolute
MoreThe texture has a buzzy feel to it, like a hornet trapped in a hanky… while bayonet-sharp vocals rise up from the muzzy base, to glint and flicker…
Moreadorned with diaphanous guitars that spindle out and gird the whittled song-structure… the wonky trembling voice is as modest as it is quirky … precariously perched on a bed of powdered sugar
Morea series of succulent quadratic vocals move themselves in frenzy towards the fabulously flashy guitars …
Moreshtorking bass, tremulous guitar jangles … and Cody’s silky, saggy vocals drawl deeply as he prowls around the songs like a syrupy cat hunting for the cream … this album is smoother than a waxed bottom on the Posto Dois
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