
Nobody is perfect and we live in a world of first impressions any way so ‘scuse me if we get wrong from time to time -there is always going to be a degree of inaccuracy in opinion writing any way and in particularly in the extremely fast paced world of modern pop where an album is over the day after it is released in some cases, the only chance you get is the first one.
Mistakes are made.
Personally, it took me nine months of writing “overrated” about Lorde before catching her at Roseland and changing my mind, it was a live show which we me round on the Drums as well. These three artists I essentially dismissed, some of them for a couple of years!, but changed my mind…
Ty Segall – here are my problems with Ty -jest if you must:
1. His name is too much like Steven Seagull
2. His sound is like a West Coast Kurt Vile, who once rudely turned us down for an interview (the dick)
3. He has too much material, he keeps releasing albums, and they aren’t on Spotify. Not worth the investment.
On the other hand, Alyson Camus had written favorably and I kept reading rave reviews, so I succumbed and bought Ty’s latest The Manipulator, and while at 17 tracks it is over long, and it has that weird unfinished feel of so much alt rock, but “It’s Over” is a great song, and there is a pulsating beat to it, the songs get to you eventually and I concede the point.
The War On Drugs – whoops, my bad. I thought the War On Drugs were Cold War Kids only slower, the sort of band who would tell you not to mosh at your gigs. Kurt Vile is the name that keeps turning up, right? In 2008, Kurt formed the band with Adam Granduciel and then left the band and since then Adam has been nailing down sonic bangers with melodic undertows which have reached their height with Lost In The Dream -which I missed completely.
Idris Elba – The first time I listened to the actors mi Mandela it hit me as being singer songwriter stuff with world Music track backing it, but I went back again and again as some new sound caught my ear. No real excuse for mishearing this one, just a mea culpa and a warning: just because a song is called “Thank You For Freedom” doesn’t AUTOMATICALLY make it the worst thing you’ve ever heard.


