performing at the far loftier locale of the Guildhall School by the Barbican, returning as fully recognised, world-class composers
Carving breathtaking vistas out of cavernous beats, soaring strings and subterranean bass rumblings.
Homeless Billionaires have forged a sound that is not quite like anything on the circuit right now
Frontman Jack Kaye might want to switch to contact lenses sooner or later, because he’s going to be playing in the face of ever more exuberant crowds eager to be cast under The Magic Gang’s spell
Everyone roared back that they were happy to dance all night. No more eloquent endorsement was needed.
An addictively complex blend of syncopated sine-waves and wordless Krautrock rhythm.
Under the permanent blue stage light of the Old Blue Last, Methyl Ethel's melodies shimmer and warp like sunlight on water.
With the weight of a full rhythm section at their disposal, The Kills set the songs from Ash and Ice ablaze this evening.
Jerkcurb's newly filled-out band play freaky show at Angel's Electrowerkz.
Latitude takes the opportunity of its twelfth edition to further verify its liberal, family-friendly superiority.
It’s an emotional farewell, but it’s one that reminds you of the power of Wild Beasts.
Without her usual jagged guitar and driving rhythm section, Le Bon’s voice becomes centre-focus. Read our review from her live show at Kings Place.
Much anticipation has surrounded Loyle Carner’s tour, hyped by his second album, after almost two years without making music. The south Londoner did not disappoint at the sold-out crowd at the Camden Roundhouse.
Camden Barfly - August 7th Waiting for the gig to start, I get a text from the friend who's meant to be joining me: "Has...
"in this instance you can’t blame them, because the Dum Dum Girls are indeed, seriously freaking cool"
Playing a sold out show at London’s Barfly allows Turbowolf to showcase new material and butter up their most loyal followers
It’s easy to love Art is Hard, even more so when their birthday comes around and they put on a buttload of rad bands for a ludicrously cheap amount
an hour and a half of spiky attitude-filled, non-stop pop hits. And tonight there’s no let up: it’s a perfect showcase for Charli’s perfect pop.
And as they make abundantly clear on stage, this is what the whole thing is about, having fun.
Tove proves that she’s got what it takes to stand alongside those stars and reinvigorate the often stale charts of today.
Their willingness to experiment is at least admirable, but there’s nothing spectacular enough here to turn many heads.