Hall of Ukrainian Rock’n’Roll
In our traditional support of the Ukrainian rock scene, we would like to offer you a story about a remarkable event that took place in western Ukraine in the small town of Manevychi. Every year, at the end of May, all the world's museums hold a night at the museum, and such a night took place in Manevychi, where at the same time the soft opening of the first hall of the future Rock Capital museum took place. The hall is called The History of Ukrainian Rock and Roll and is the first of seven planned halls of the Rock Capital Museum. Perhaps it would not have been so attractive if the Rock Capital Museum had not truly been the first rock museum in Ukraine.
Do you know at least one Ukrainian punk rock band?
Do you know at least one Ukrainian punk rock band? Of course, no one asked me such a question, but I sometimes ask it to my friends. Talking about the glorious traditions of Ukrainian rock n roll, I don't want to miss punk itself. The first thing that comes to my mind is the band Borshch. Some people will say it's not punk rock, and maybe they're right. But musically and lyrically, Borshch has a spark that only lives in this style.
David Bowie’s first address
It remains interesting that even such alien rock stars as David Bowie had his parental home on our unfortunate planet. The future star lived the first 6 years of his life in 40 Stansfield Road, Brixton, London.
Formation of the Ukrainian rock n roll scene
2022 has become too difficult for one of the largest countries in Europe. It is about Ukraine and its heroic people. The passing year has brought devastation and tears, pain and suffering to the country. In its fight against the invaders, Ukraine is choosing its freedom and the right to a democratic future. Today we wanted to remember the glorious past of this musical nation and especially, we are interested in the development of the rock scene in Ukraine, in a country with its ancient roots and culture. How it was and how it was born.
D.O.S.E sound – someone
Now and again a record arrives that seems to have been carved out of pure need rather than ambition, and "someone" belongs unmistakably to that tradition. This is bedroom music in the truest, most romantic sense of the phrase — not a genre signifier, not a marketing angle, but a literal description of where it was made: on a laptop pushing eight years old, in a room in Western Australia, by a producer who has chosen to remain faceless while the song does all the talking.
Kate Pending – Exoplanet Signal – Remix
Berlin's bedrooms have produced stranger and less lovable things than this. Kate Pending, working with nothing more exotic than patience and a modest home rig, has taken Luke Tangerine's original *Exoplanet* — a track already fond of its own nostalgia — and done the hardest thing a remixer can attempt: she has left it recognisable while making it hers.
Radical Man – River
Colin Keefe has spent his career behind the kit, keeping time for other people's songs in the band Woof. On "River," he steps out from behind the drums and lets the rest of us catch up. It's a single that arrives less like a calculated re-introduction and more like a door left ajar — you wander in, and by the second verse you're not leaving.
ViperSnatch – How ‘Bout That
Three chords and the truth used to be enough. ViperSnatch understand this in their bones, then set about proving it isn't, not quite, not for them — because three chords and the truth, delivered with this much venom, become something closer to an exorcism.
melliejellie – all about u
There's a particular kind of nerve required to make a record that sounds this nostalgic without ever once sounding lazy about it, and melliejellie has it in spades. *ALL ABOUT U*, her new three-track EP, doesn't so much revive the Y2K sound as excavate it — carefully, lovingly, with a bass player's hands rather than a plugin preset. It's a short record. It is also, track for track, one of the more emotionally honest electronic releases to cross my desk this year.
Shani Shavit – The Full Picture
Tel Aviv has long occupied a peculiar position in the global musical imagination — simultaneously peripheral and ferociously alive, a city that absorbs everything and digests nothing wholesale. Shani Shavit, who has spent two decades navigating its studio corridors and live stages as bassist, arranger, and collaborator, understands this instinctively. *The Full Picture*, her album proper, is not so much a statement of arrival as a reckoning with everything that came before.
Washing Machina – Before My Mind Wakes Up
Stockholm's Washing Machina have never been a band content to let a melody sit still. On their debut, *The Spontaneous Splendid*, they let the fuzz do the flirting and the tunes do the talking. On *Before My Mind Wakes Up*, their second full-length, they've turned the whole operation inward, and the result is a record that snarls, aches, and hums with something close to genuine unease — the sound of a band deciding that pretty isn't the point anymore, honesty is.
Sonny Southon – Rolling The Dice
Once in a while a record arrives that feels less like a release and more like a confession whispered through a cracked-open door. *Rolling The Dice* belongs firmly to that rarest of categories: the one-person operation that never once sounds like a demo. Sonny Southon has done the impossible trick of making solitude sound generous.
Pick Up Goliath – Father Asphyxia
There is a particular strain of British music writing — born somewhere between the *NME*'s appetite for spectacle and *Melody Maker*'s taste for the confessional — that never trusted a record until it had bled a little. Sam George, who records as Pick Up Goliath from his own studio in Cáceres, Spain, has made a career of records that bleed on cue. But *Father Asphyxia*, the fifth single lifted from his forthcoming EP *Salt & Static*, is the first time the wound feels genuinely his, rather than a wound assembled for effect.
Cam Cole – Get Up Ya Honky Tonk
There is a particular strain of British music writing — the kind that used to spill out of the inkies on a Thursday, all breathless hyperbole and back-page swagger — that exists to announce the arrival of somebody who was clearly never going to stay on the pavement for long. Cam Cole's "Get Up Ya Honky Tonk" is exactly that kind of announcement: a record that struts in already knowing it's the best thing in the room.
NO IDENTITY – Almost Nothing
Now and again a record arrives that seems to have been assembled out of spite for the studio manual. "Almost Nothing," the new single and video from the Kansas solo project NO IDENTITY, is exactly that kind of record: a three-and-a-half-minute act of controlled sabotage, built almost entirely from a handclap that has been beaten, filtered, and dragged through enough distortion pedals to emerge sounding like a bass guitar dredged out of a septic tank. It shouldn't work. It works anyway, and works with a swagger that plenty of better-funded productions never manage.
Peter Manning Robinson – Bent Out of Shape
Occasionally a piece of instrumental music arrives that refuses to explain itself, and thank heavens for that. "Bent Out of Shape," the second single from Peter Manning Robinson's forthcoming album *Excursions*, is one of those rare, disarming things: a piano piece that grins its way through the wreckage rather than wallowing in it.