InMe’s Dave McPherson has been working solo for the past few years, and his second album Dreamoir is due for release in June. Although a departure from InMe’s style, McPherson has managed to produce a beautiful acoustic sound without completely removing all of the anger that featured so prominently on albums like Overgrown Eden.
InMe always produced a fantastic live atmosphere – I’ve got fond memories of seeing them at Colchester Art Centre shortly after White Butterfly was released – and Dave’s solo shows promise to be no less enjoyable both for die-hard InMe fans and for those interested in McPherson’s acoustic talent.
There are still a few dates left this month for a chance to hear Dreamoir before its release in June.
May 6 – The Maze, Nottingham – Get Tickets
May 7 – Fibbers, York – Get Tickets
May 8 – Broadcast, Glasgow – Get Tickets
May 9 – Manchester The Ruby Lounge, Manchester – Get Tickets
May 10 – Eddie’s Rock Club, Birmingham – Get Tickets
June 6 – Barfly, London Borough Of Camden – Get Tickets
New York singer-songwriter Annie Dressner took a coveted spot on my Spotify starred list at the end of 2012 when I listened to her debut album Strangers Who Knew Each Other’s Names. Since moving to the UK, Dressner has played many venues across the country, including the Cambridge Folk Festival and Secret Garden Party – with more festival dates to come this summer. Her website boasts praise from the likes of BBC 6 Music’s Tom Ravenscroft, amongst others, and from listening to her new EP East Twenties, it’s easy to see why. Continue reading
Some time ago I wrote a post about finding brilliant tracks through their use in tv-shows and occasionally in adverts. Well, it’s happened again. Coming scarily close to overtaking their cats advert as my favourite IKEA advert ever (yes, I rank IKEA adverts separately from all other adverts), the Swedish flat-packed furniture people have put together a video that makes tidying-up look like the most emotional and heartfelt activity ever. It’s put together beautifully and soundtracked by the brilliant An Escape Plan.
Last week I was lucky enough to see two brilliant artists in one of the most grown-up settings I’ve been to in a long while. Keeping in mind that five days previously I was jumping around like a mad person whilst watching Muse at the O2 in London, finding myself sat in the front row of a tiny concert hall somewhere in Manchester was something of a novelty. I’ve loved Julia Stone since I first heard the material she’d produced with her brother Angus, and kicked myself for missing their UK tour dates a couple of years ago. But it was the fact that Paul Thomas Saunders was supporting that led me to book the tickets in the first place.
I have a new obsession. In the past 24hrs I have listened to Dry The River 116 times (and counting- they’re still on repeat). This didn’t come about as a result of their position on the BBC’s Sound of 2012 list, a fact that I only discovered sometime yesterday afternoon after trying to find their Wikipedia page (they don’t have one). Instead it came from seeing some of their lyrics on a picture. And my god, they have got some truly great lyrics- “You were alone and steady with wintry calm, Somewhere inside the fire of your youth went dark”.
It couldn’t have been more perfect – an exclusive, free secret show in Aberystwyth for an artist I currently can’t get enough of. I knew about the RNLI before but right then they became my favourite charity organisation. I sent off my email and waited for a text letting me know that I’d got a ticket. And I waited. And waited. I knew that booking the evening off in anticipation had been too optimistic. Then, the day before the show, it arrived. Continue reading
Those of you who know me will be aware of the ongoing amusement that is the number of friends I have with the same name. I’ve genuinely lost track of the actual amount of “Chris”s (and a Kris) that I know. At the moment though, there are two “Ben”s that are getting most of my attention. There are a number of musicians called Ben that I love – Ben Gibbard, Ben Kweller, Ben Folds, to name but a few. For the past couple of weeks though, it’s all been about Benjamin Francis Leftwich and Ben Howard. Continue reading