Usually I feature bands who share the same name, but this week, because it's New Year's Eve and nobody will be reading anyway, here's a few pop performers with the same name.
The guy at the top of the page is former Aussie rugby league player, Brett Anderson, who has not, to my knowledge, ever recorded any music.
Here though, are some Brett Andersons that have...
Here's what the web of lies tells me the best of songs 2024 are. I can't say I've heard most of them, although I do quite like the one at #3 in the UK list (thanks to Sam)...
Other than that, it's good to see Cliff is still popular... (We Don't Talk Anymore is #4 on the Billboard list?!)
We shall now conclude my own list, featuring two artists who haven't troubled the charts at all this year... or ever... and one act that is doing slightly better.
3. American Aquarium - The Fear Of Standing Still
My favourite Americana / rock band of the last few years return with another exemplary set of mature, emotive and occasionally devastating tunes. As frontman BJ Barham explains...
Ultimately, "The Fear of Standing Still" is a record about growing up and growing older. I am not the wild partying 21 year old rock n roll front man that I used to be. I'm a husband. I'm a father. I've been sober for a decade now. It's a record that proves you don't have to always be going 100mph to find success in this business. It's a record that says "it's ok to take a minute to reflect on how far you've come, not worry about how much further you have to go". For the longest time I thought that if I took my foot off the gas for even a second, I would lose all the ground that I had gained. Fatherhood changed that. I've found a really beautiful balance between rock n roll and family and I wanted a record that showcased that freedom.
And I've featured it here before, but this one may well be my song of the year...
The curse of growing old is watching everything you love and know Bloom, die and fade away The only thing more terrifying than coming face to face with dying Is learning there's a price we all must pay for another day That price is change, unavoidable change
2. The Indelicates - Avenue QAnon
Fortunately, I've been writing blogs a long time now, so I'm able to take you back in time for a little journey through the Indelicates discography, starting with their debut record, American Demo, back in 2008...
And finally, a band who - if there were any justice in the world - would have enjoyed similarly Elbow-like heights of glory in 2008. You're probably all sick of me going on about The Indelicates - but somebody has to! And if all my wittering has made them just one extra fan, it'll be worth it. I've said it before; I stand behind my opinion... Band of the Year - Album of the Year - Debut of the Decade. Nuff said.
Scoring my favourite album of 2008 with their debut, American Demo, the Indelicates returned to prove there's no such thing as Difficult Second Album Syndrome (and they're already working on their third). Broadening their musical horizons in all kinds of different directions (if I were a true muso, I'd namedrop Kurt Weill and the like - but what do I know about these things?), this is further proof of their genius. Witty, angry, iconoclastic, tender, surprising, joyful, intense, uncompromising... etc. etc. etc.
Apologies to The Indelicates then, it would have been nice to let them win three albums in a row, but brutal honesty must give the award to Frank Turner this year. Truth is, any one of the albums in the Top Five would have been a worthy victor in less exciting years.
Tuesday, 24 December 2013
My Top Twenty Albums of 2013
16. The Indelicates - Diseases of England
Considering every previous Indelicates album has made my Top 3 come the end of its release year (and their debut is still my favourite album of the 21st Century), Simon and Julia will probably be disappointed at a Number 16 placing (yeah, like they give a shit). Diseases of England was a fine record by anybody else's standards, but a little too all-over-the-shop to form a cohesive whole (it didn't help that they released it in three chunks due to financial hardship). Still great: just damned by comparisons to its predecessors.
Saturday, 5 December 2015
My Top Albums of 2015
11. The Indelicates - Elevator Music
A new Indelicates album is always a source of great excitement in this house. This is the band who, with their debut single, created - if not my favourite song of the 21st Century, then certainly the one against which I measure all others. "I love it... but do I love it as much as We Hate The Kids?" The answer is invariably no.
Five albums in and things have changed a lot for Simon and Julia Indelicate. They're no longer the darlings of the blogosphere, as they were back in 2006/7. Those kids they hate won't ever hear their music nowadays... and neither will many other people, save the devoted few. They're not cool anymore (where they ever?) and despite running their own record label, and recently becoming parents, you get the feeling time has passed The Indelicates by. Which is one of the greatest tragedies in "popular" music, if you ask me. But you didn't, did you?
All that said, there's really nothing to stop them making their latest album another (totally unhip) concept album, based around a mind-stretching sci-fi story about "the singularity, virtual realities and the generation stuck between space ages". If nobody's listening, you can be true to yourself and do whatever you like: and thus is true art born.
Anyway, I've listened to this record quite a bit and while I don't quite agree with the band's pronouncement that it's their best yet (if I did, it'd be Number 1, not Number 11), it's certainly their most varied and experimental. While their last concept album, 2011's excellent David Koresh Superstar, shared Trey Parker and Matt Stone's unabashed loved of huge American musicals (along with a splash of the South Park boys' irreverent humour), this one goes for broke with earthy folk songs, lush piano instrumentals and (as on previous records) huge rock numbers that sit firmly in the Venn diagram intersection between Bertolt Brecht, Carter USM and Jim Steinman. Beyond the moments which echo Public Service Broadcasting's lamentation for the death of the space race, I've no idea what any of this is truly about, but it is the most honest and individual record you'll hear all year, completely unconcerned with the vagaries of fashion. A lot is written these days about the death of indie, but that's just hogwash. The true spirit of indie will live on as long as the Indelicates are making their own music their own way.
Friday, 22 December 2017
My Top 17 Albums Of 2017 #1
1. The Indelicates - Juniverbrecher
The death of Little England through Brexit, parochialism and Saville. This staggering musical banishing spell urges hope.
The Indelicates remain my favourite band of the 21st Century. They are responsible for the most exciting single of the millennium so far (We Hate The Kids) and a series of albums that are always surprising, witty, literate and fun. They embrace a wide range of musical styles, from guitar pop to glam, embracing Brelian theatrical pomp and Jerry Lee Lewis piano. They're not afraid to admit to loving Jim Steinman. They're also indie in its most pure sense, having proudly resisted any kind of record deal since 2009, setting up their own label (Corporate Records) to promote their work and that of like-minded souls. They won't suck up to the music press (30 years ago, the NME would have been all over this band: the fact that they ignore them now is testament to what the NME has become) or radio (I'm always amazed that Lamacq doesn't support them). They are a cottage industry who rely on a loyal fanbase and word of mouth from the blogosphere to get their music heard... and I'm happy to play my (miniscule) part in helping promote their new record, Juniverbrecher. Because it's a record we need now more than any other.
As you can see, I'm quite a fan of The Indelicates... and I can never understand why I'm in the minority. Perhaps it's that their musical stylings stray farther from their indie roots with each successive album. They currently describe themselves thus: "Punk Folk Cabaret, Concepts, & Musicals." But there's a healthy chunk of 80s pop on their latest record too.
As is always the case with Indelicates records though, what it sounds like is only half the story... the real question is: What's it all about?
This time, it's the evils of the internet. Qanon, 4chan, the "dark" web... those hidden breeding grounds for bitterness, loathing and insurrection that feed the incels, Trump fanatics and the end of the world as we know it. To steal the end of my previous review back in 2017, the Indelicates "are a cottage industry who rely on a loyal fanbase and word of mouth from the blogosphere to get their music heard... and I'm happy to play my (miniscule) part in helping promote their new record. Because it's a record we need now more than any other.
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1. Yard Act - Where's My Utopia?
So. After devoting so much blog-space to the record at #2 this year, how can I honestly justify placing Yard Act's second long player one space higher?
Is this album just at Number #1 in a desperate attempt to appear relevant and vaguely "cool" in the eyes of the cognoscenti?
Am I voting for Yard Act purely because they're from Leeds and they shoot their videos in Huddersfield?
Didn't Yard Act have the unfair advantage of having released their album back in March, while The Indelicates only put theirs out in late October?
All the above is probably true.
What can I tell you?
On the other hand, none of that should detract from the fact that this is a very fine record indeed, equal parts Pulp, Happy Mondays and... well, JC says The Fall, so I'll go with that.
The only complaint I have about Where's My Utopia is that they couldn't find room for the stand-alone single which preceded it, Trenchcoat Museum, because that's in a bitter fight with The Curse of Growing Old to be my song of the year (even though it was released late last year).
Even if they lose that battle, Yard Act still win Album Track of the Year for this...
I think it's fair to say that this was the year of Yard Act. In this house, at least. Even Sam is united with me on how great they are. Now that his musical tastes are beginning to stray away from what his dad's been feeding him for the past eleven years (as is only right), it does my heart good to hear him singing along to this one in his bedroom...
Now that the Snapshots Sale has officially been started by Robin Zander, lead singer of Cheap Trick, you can all bag yourself a bargain - while stocks last!
20. Tony Pollard is very confused.
Hard as it may be to believe, "Tony Pollard" is an anagram for a very young...
If you've had a busy Christmas, you probably need a Lydon on a Saturday morning. Well, I'm here to help. You can still identify the musicians below from a horizontal position... though you might need to sit up to work out how their songs are linked...
20. Tony Pollard is very confused.
19. Don't tell your other half about these guys.
18. Foibles.
17. Mr. Loverman (not Shabba).
16. Wayward Prince, initially Jesus, every one famous.
15. Octopus Alfred wearing a hockey mask.
14. Eastenders without a cause.
13. The riddle of who's steering the ship.
12. Four sub-par Stewarts fly high with mock King.
11. Use your powers of deduction to describe Cilla's laughs.
10. Overweight and covered in spots.
9. Tired / Hippocampus.
8. Useful for chipping away at the igloo.
7. Better than Steve Mason and Gordon Anderson.
6. Senegal Intelligence Agency.
5. Crazy boys.
4. An insult to the Irish, and a Young man who talks to walls.
3. Desperate / not depressive.
2. What a Doctor and a Baker do at the bus stop.
1. Get her out of the other way and you'll hear a crazy organ playing in your new build home.
Hopefully your brains aren't Pretty Vacant and you can solve this double-bubble puzzle. If not, the answers will be here tomorrow morning...
