A Heart Can Stop A Bullet

This is the 20th year I've taken up valuable server space with my musical musings and I APOLOGISE FOR NOTHING. As ever, lots of memorabl...

A festive early-afternoon gig in a church is a fine way to wrap up another year of live music, and I'm never one to turn down a Tunnocks...

Solo endeavours by my favourite artists tend to fill me with trepidation (God forbid we ever get Win Butler's divorce-themed reggaeton a...

The anime Cowboy Bebop has my favourite soundtrack of all time, and I have fantasised since the age of 14 about seeing it performed live. So...

A hyper-charismatic Burkinabé griot fronting a Belgian noise-rock outfit was exactly the adrenaline rush I needed to survive my 6th gig in 5...

Glitchy Icelandic lusciousness from a band that's consistently awed me for almost two decades. I'll never tire of Gyða Valtýsdóttir...

In 2009, a small New York indie band played the basement of a tiny Farringdon pub with a bunch of British indie pop acts. 17 years later, ...

The Norwegian composer returns to London with his instruments sculpted from authentic Arctic ice, and bewitches us all once more with the s...

Turns out all you need to have several hundred concertgoers eating out your hand is a ukulele, two drums, a loop pedal, an incredible voice...

What I love about Red Snapper that they're both kind of straightforward- a fantastic four piece instrumental group featuring guitar, sax...

A delightful evening with the 77 year old space-valkyrie performing (mostly) covers ranging from The Beatles to Rodriguez to Patti Smith on ...

The Father of Ethio-Jazz concludes perhaps his last tour in the city where it all started, and it's a perfect summation of his 60-year-...

An interesting if not entirely successful evening experiencing Won Il's take on the Dionysus myth, capturing both joy and violence in t...

I always forget how much I love Dan Bejar's dense, verbose indie-rock epics until they're gracing my ears, which is the only way I ...

One half Gaelic seance, one half brooding electro-pop, this gothic reverie with lamentations to the dead, lace-entombed apparitions, poetr...

I'm not sure if more bands should feature 77-year-old Dutchmen yodelling over hard-rock riffs, but I'm glad this one does. Two hour...

I forget to take my meds *once*, and now a half-naked man with a mushroom codpiece is consorting with aliens and 70s weed afficionados to a...

Not the most anarchic LSF gig I've ever been to, but still a riot. Tim Harrington is a sheer force of nature; a perpetual middle finger...

I love soul-funk, I love Hammond organs and I love unexpected Curtis Mayfield covers so this 2-hour tempest of old-school groove ticked all ...

As early Sunday evening entertainment goes, this was a bit punchier than Antiques Roadshow. Unabashed psych wigouts straight from Osaka.

Over the last decade, the London Korean Music Festival has introduced me to a number of impressive acts that combine traditional folk instru...

In 2019, a Canadian trans composer performed a show in a church in Bristol that's in contention for the best gig I've seen in my lif...

"WE ARE THE HOPELESS MISTAKES, WE STAND SIDE BY SIDE, ONCE MORE THE BROKEN-HEARTED SIDE BY SIDE". There are few songs I listened ...

Look, I barely know what a 'Naruto' is, but the schoolfriend whose house we went to for anime all-nighters when we were 15 invited ...

I first fell in love with The Earlies' chilled transatlantic lushness aged twenty and last saw them on my otherwise-dire 30th birthday,...

If Sigur Ros felt like an ascent to Heaven, the South Korean post-rockers sounded like a desperate charge towards Hell. Apocalyptically inte...

🎵Adam was a rodeo, Adam loved indie rock bands He spent too much on DICE, and rolled his eyes at 'indie sleaze' firsthand  Home was...

Like last year, I found the first part of Sigur Ros' orchestral concert quite sophorific, albeit with moments of the stunning beauty you...