Whatever personality Lewis has is smothered by an oppressive pre-ordained sense of direction: she sounds simply like another cog in an impressive, but, soulless machine.
Cherry Ghost’s mainman Simon Aldred is clearly in love with all things Americana. That Aldred resides in rainy Bolton hasn’t lessened his fascination with Marlboro Country.
50 Cent's skills as an MC are limited, his beats pedestrian, and his show the very definition of low concept. Beneath his veneer of showmanship, there is little to maintain interest.
Keigo Oyamada, or Cornelius to us, has been conspicuous in his absence since 2001’s deliriously good Point, which was just the kind of visionary post-pop album you imagined would emerge from his native Japan.
Ferree takes an unequivocal delight in his freewheeling approach to music, skipping playfully from the jaunty opening ditty ‘In The Countryside’, to the skittish swagger of the garage rock tinged ‘Dog Killers!’.
