STRANGE THINGS ARE HAPPENING: countercultural lodestone Richard Norris on music
As Strange Things Are Happening makes clear, Richard Norris might not be a household musical name, but's he's still a countercultural lodestone.
As Strange Things Are Happening makes clear, Richard Norris might not be a household musical name, but's he's still a countercultural lodestone.
The scene this band grew up as part of is one that many are nostalgic about, yet through their musical evolution, Sum 41 proved they could transcend it.
I Heard Her Call My Name talks, with honesty and lack of self-pity, about Lucy Sante’s internal struggle and her difficulties with transitioning late in life.
Alex Vines’ return to Cardiff is an unequivocally positive development as regards local restaurant culture, not least as he intends to open a space of his own soon.
Situating itself in Wales' grand and varied landscapes, with Tir, Carwyn Graves lays out the ecology and history of this country by exploring each layer.
Yorkshire's finest postpunk prodigies Yard Act ramp up the energy on an otherwise quiet Sunday night at Cardiff's Y Plas.
Mab Jones compiles the best new poetry this March: from vital contemporary voices on the scene, their verse ranging from the devastating to the evocative to the faintly absurd.
Bonnie and Clyde, folk heroes of the Great Depression, make interesting subjects for a musical, although, on the evidence of this production, I’m not sure the execution completely works.
Lobster, the newest collection by the highly prolific author and poet Hollie McNish feels honest, fresh and like a conversation with your wittiest friend.
As Saturday night was the first date of a nationwide tour for Declan McKenna, Cardiff’s Students Union gets to christen a handful of new songs.
Not many people can claim to have made a big impact on Cardiff’s restaurant scene once, let alone twice. And now Anand George is going for the hat-trick with Tukka Tuk Canteen.
From even more dungeon synth to improv drumming to sludgy fuzz, here's what's been rattling around Wales' music scene lately.
With large and infectious hooks, VR Sex's third album, Hard Copy, is one for rockers of many persuasions.
Gossip's Real Power brings together pop, indie and disco, with their punk convictions intact, stamped with Beth Ditto’s unmistakably punchy vocals.
Julia Holter claimed that her sixth LP, Something In The Room She Moves, has “a corporeal focus”, yet like its predecessors it feels like another out-of-body experience.
With three new reissues out, it goes without saying that if the Butthole Surfers were active today, they’d be cancelled sooner than you could say, “I’m outraged by this stuff.”
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The music of T. Rex’s Marc Bolan forms the spine of comedy-drama Bolan's Shoes, partly filmed in Wales and featuring a smattering of Welsh actors.
The Underground Sea collects rarely-seen work by John Berger on the topic of coal mining, evidently with the 40th anniversary of the strike in mind.
Sweet Baboo and Bill Ryder Jones are perennial exceptions to the rule that all acoustic singer-songwriters must be arse-numbingly boring.
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An eerie and authentic adaptation, even after 85 years And Then There Were None can resonate with a contemporary audience.
The Language Puzzle offers both fact and theory in a quest to uncover the backstory on one of human’s oldest traits.
We Are Together Because is a frightening read with unforgettable characters – forced to explore their true colours in the end days.