What do we think we deserve from a gig? You pay your money and what can you expect in return?
Captivating the already-rapt audience with his commanding presence, Kojey Radical proves himself to be as much a live talent as a recorded one.
Less a festival, more a gig that’s burst its seams, By The Sea is this seaside town’s attempt at celebrating the music scene, both local and international.
The night isn’t perfect, not totally polished, but that’s just the nature and mantra of The Breeders.
Two years after their self-titled debut, Gothenburg-based Pale Honey return with Devotion.
Nick Cave and the Bad Seeds are more than capable of entrancing arenas.
Tonight’s sold-out Brixton Academy show acts both as a celebration and a homecoming for the South London rapper.
Almost two decades in the game, Phoenix deserve every ounce of headline status.
The London four-piece celebrate new album 'Visions of a Life' at XOYO.
It’s with high expectations that the audience awaited Denai Moore's set at Hackney’s Oslo.
It might have taken a while to get into a groove, but once Indian Wells had found his rhythm no one wanted him to stop.
It’s an evening that has the feeling of a celebratory victory lap rather than the opening of a new chapter.
Life is fine, claims Paul Kelly on his new album. For two hours in the Shepherd's Bush Empire, irrespective of whatever ills were going on in the outside world, it has been.
Sigrid's first major headline show in the capital was always going to be a litmus test.
The LA-based DIY punk duo have brought their acclaimed sophomore album Powerplant to the Village Underground, and seem louder than ever.
When the reverb-drenched chords of ‘Untitled’ ring out across Alexandra Palace, you’re immediately engulfed by the same shivers you were upon first pressing play on the CD back in the summer of 2002.
The extra presence supplied by live musicians, combined with an energy that only 2am-in-Corsica-Studios can supply, results in a very special show.
Car Seat treat London to a pulsating offering of their very own refined breed of guitar music.
Green Man was a joy. Shamelessly middle class at times, yes. But going on the music and lack of hangovers, a joy.
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