Jason Wilson – Ashara : Album Review
An extraordinary melange of genres battles a way through to a fruitful renegotiation of stylistic barriers.
"Well, what sort of music do you like, Seuras?" Ever since that question was first aired by his mother a decade or six back he has struggled with the answer. And struggles still now. Call him a folkie, a country dude, a bluesman and he'll be happy, but don't forget the whiff of jazz, electronica and more. Not so keen on the charts, mind.
An extraordinary melange of genres battles a way through to a fruitful renegotiation of stylistic barriers.
Latest offering from your favourite Madridēno four piece Track Dogs, confounding and confabulating any sense of genre with abandon.
Selling rock back to Athens, New Jersey and Cincinnati, Broken Records return, with sufficient identity and character to make a fair trade.
“But what if I arrive”; is this journey or destination? Be beguiled by this play of songs, cast in a chamber folk light by the literate duo of Nunnery Norheim.
Glasgow post-punk polemicist, Raymond Weir, is angry…..The Eisenhowers release Nudge Unit Blues.
More belated beauts from the backlog, better late than never. Tommy Stinson and Nick Moss leading the way.
New album from Michele Stodart -A gaunt invitation to hope, a bleak study in survival, this downbeat album is strangely uplifting.
Two of the glowing lights of the vibrant new wave of contemporary folk song , Frankie Archer and Chloe Matharu, both release new singles.
Olivia Ross, from The Shee, in a solo set (Grace The Blue) where she keeps the faith over many levels.
Irish pipes, Scottish music. (Live with it!). Calum Stewart goes True North.
‘Ancient Northumbrian Futurism’ : Kathryn Tickell delivers what it says on the tin.
For watchers, listeners, steppers, dancers, players and singers, Shrewsbury Folk Festival continues to provide a bespoke menu to suit your need.
Latterday Ayers polishes up pretty well, providing a rare treat.
Another weekend, another festival, same old tent. We look ahead to this year’s Shrewsbury Folk Festival.
The sound of swinging Fagersta re-emerges, louder, prouder and tailored to the Ts, with a further rigororous rebuffal to adulthood!