Showing posts with label Rebecca Clements. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rebecca Clements. Show all posts
Wednesday, 22 April 2015
Rebecca Clements - Boys Don't Cry
The last time we featured Rebecca Clements we wrote: “If you’re a fan of chiming guitars and stumbling clattering drums with a real live feel to them, (take a band like The Cure as a reference point) then Pure Wasted is one to add to your library of music.” It seems that reference to Robert Smith and chums (happy 56th birthday yesterday Robert) was entirely accurate, as now Rebecca has uploaded a stripped down version of the band’s tune Boys Don’t Cry. She's also gone public with the fact that The Cure are indeed a big influence on her song writing. So thumbs up to us for well honed listening skills and thumbs up to Rebecca for having such excellent taste. Of course we’re not sure if Robert himself would approve of a cheesy thumbs up, he’s more of a grab the head as if there’s something gnawing away inside your brain man on stage, so maybe we’ll leave the thumbs up fun to Paul McCartney - he's the master of that (Google image search it you don't believe us).
Rebecca Clements - Boys Don't Cry
Wednesday, 1 April 2015
Rebecca Clements - Pure Wasted
The drugs don’t work. Especially when it comes to relationships. Rebecca Clements seems to have learnt this first hand and she breaks it down for us on her new song Pure Wasted. “There’s just too much destruction in your bloodstream,” she sings. “Your paradise is my idea of dying.” She’s right of course. Have you ever met anyone that you’d want to spend a lot of time with when they’re off their face? The reality is human beings are much nicer in the long term without toxicity in their bodies.
If you’re a fan of chiming guitars and stumbling clattering drums with a real live feel to them, (take a band like The Cure as a reference point) then Pure Wasted is one to add to your library of music. Unfussy but raw, particularly lyrically, this one has mood and momentum to take you that bit higher – without any other substances being involved.
Pure Wasted is available to buy on iTunes now.
Rebecca Clements - Pure Wasted
Sunday, 2 November 2014
Rebecca Clements - Love Child
The word love is probably the most used in music, but we can’t think of many songs that have been titled Love Child with the exception of the sixties hit for Diana Ross & The Supremes and the lesser known song by Scottish band Goodbye Mr Mackenzie, which some of you (we suspect a very small number) may remember for their minor hit The Rattler or for the fact that within their number was Shirley Manson on keyboards and backing vocals, who went on to front Garbage.
Now Rebecca Clements adds the title to her small but pretty much faultless group of songs released to the world web. Love Child hangs weightily in the air with beautiful fingerpicked guitars and graceful crescendos created by the melody. It seems that this Love Child isn’t special to everyone though, in fact it seems she’s someone who likes to think she knows it all, but she really doesn’t. As Rebecca sings, she’s a “love child of delusion, love child of confusion, self-proclaimed messiah girl.” Mind you, even if she's not the best of people, she makes good subject material for this gorgeous song.
Rebecca Clements - Love Child
Friday, 23 May 2014
Rebecca Clements - New Waves
“I am one hell of a slut,” tweeted South West UK based singer Rebecca Clements a while ago. Now before you get the wrong idea, let’s put this in context. The whole tweet was this: “The word “slut” was originally used to describe a woman who didn’t keep her room clean... In that case, I am one hell of a slut.”
It seems that it's not just her room mess that Rebecca excels in, for Wildlife, the tune she’s chosen to introduce herself to the world with, is also about a mess, but this time it’s a mess of a relationship. “We try to run free, but we’re two lost strays, all caught up in the mess we’ve made,” she sings.
It’s a beautiful piece of work, another song from the school of new minimalism, taking something that could have easily been over swamped with bass, drums, keys and lots of layered production, but instead Rebecca (with the assistance of producer Iain Archer) lets the whole thing breathe a sorry heavy breath, reflecting the despondency of the lyrics. Listen to the sad echo of the guitar and Rebecca’s strong hurting vocal and get ready to be impressed. A new talent strikes.
Rebecca Clements - Wildlife
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