Sunday, 5 July 2009

Blissfields 2009

Following the unsuccessful attempt to change venue and step up from an event of around one thousand capacity to five thousand with subsequent cancellation due to poor ticket sales in 2008, Blissfields 2009 returned back to its roots, down at Bradley Farm in Hampshire. This year however Blissfields sold out weeks in advance. With headliners Super Furry Animals playing their smallest festival of their year and Mercury nominated and Breaking More Waves approved Laura Marling appearing on Friday night, organisers Paul and Mel Bliss served up aces on a weekend when Britains tennis hero Andy Murray failed to do so at Wimbledon. Added to these headliners were a variety of other bands and DJ's, including Breaking More Waves very own alter ego comedy DJ persona HoJo Hits supplying some slices of musical mature cheddar interspersed with the occasional of the moment big synth pop tune (Yes Giantess, La Roux, Passion Pit) to a relaxed chilled crowd who lapped up the sun at the main stage. Here’s DJ Hojo Hits daring to play Hansons Mmm Bop.



This year Blissfields welcomed punters to the ‘United States Of Bliss’, from entry onto the site with signs stating ‘Border control, please have your papers ready,’ to the camp site which was labelled the ‘Shanty Town.’ The festival even had its own president who was elected by way of a competition prior to the event and its own national anthem which was played out at the opening of the main stage each day. Then at the end of it all, a so called ‘Ambassadors Party’ was held in the big top with the eclectic Bestival / Sunday Best residents Sombrero Sound System and DJ Little Chief bringing the house down with a bunch of big old party anthems, whilst in between Beans On Toast brought his gravel clawed voice, acoustic guitar and songs about festivals, MDMA and Laura Marling to an appreciative crowd, complete with a stage invasion at the end.

So what of the live music highlights ? On Friday night the main stage belongs to Mumford and Sons and Beans On Toast favourite girl Laura Marling. Mumford and Sons play as the sun sets and the site turns into a romantic twilight haze lit by the moon, trails of lights marking pathways through the campsite and a few carefully considered spotlights. Marcus Mumford charms by explaining that he didn’t understand why there was so much disappointment when Blissfields was cancelled last year, but now he does. There is a real glow from the bands set, their sound unhindered by fashion; it pulls at the heartstrings. There is a tendency for the songs to be formulaic based around simple acoustic guitar and banjo building with a swell as kick drums take the songs rolling forward, but it's a formula that works. With the bands harmonies and bluegrass sound Mumford and Sons win many new fans at Blissfields and are probably the highlight for many. Half of the group then remain on stage to accompany Laura Marling who has grown massively in confidence since we first saw her about two years ago. Playing a mix of songs from her debut album Alas I Cannot Swim and new songs such as Hope In The Air, Marlings voice seems to be maturing, less girlish and more rasping and hearty; the sound of American country / folk played by a girl from Reading, England.

On Saturday three bands define the festival. Imperial Leisure first wowed Blissfields in 2007 and return as triumphant heroes, pulling one of the biggest crowds of the day, their energetic blend of rock, rap and ska skanking like Rage Against The Machine sparring with The Specials. From the word go the audience are in the palm of their lairy sweaty hands, their punchy brass and adrenalin soda fizz exertion creating a bouncing bottle of an audience that almost explodes with too much shaking. You can’t see the band in this video, but an audience reaction says it all.



“Last weekend we were at Glastonbury and it was too much like hard work,” announce Subgiant , echoing the thoughts of a number of punters at Blissfields. Subgiant are almost on home turf here, having been a Blissfields favourite and regular for some time now. Occupying the same sunset stage time as Mumford And Sons the day before, Subgiant bring samples and beats so large that we swear we feel the earth below our feet vibrating. A hedonistic warm old school festival vibe sweeps over Blissfields as bleeps and electronic riffs build and rise, strobes flash wildly, electronic drums pound and hands are raised in the air. Dancing outside has never been so much fun.

The final highlight comes from Super Furry Animals. Just last month we reported on their performance at Wychwood 2009 and suggested that they failed to move or engage. Tonight with a radically revamped set list SFA show us exactly why they have remained an essential part of the UK music scene, with their unconventional approach to song writing, ability to pen flawless pop songs, fine beards and sense of humour. “This is a live show just in case you thought you were watching the TV,” announces Gruff Rhys at one point. Later he gets the crowd to turn to the moon and howl at it. The songs they play have a spliffed out psychedelic oddness and inventiveness, but the band are never afraid to create just plain old infectious pop such as on Golden Retriever, which they dedicate to the kennels next to the festival site. Super Furry Animals are a fitting end to the main stage and whilst they may still not be a band we can adore, our admiration has been significantly increased.

Blissfields is the antithesis of corporate festival monsters such as Reading, Isle Of Wight and V Festival. It has a laid back, good natured feel that is suited to both young and old alike. With no over zealous security, lots of smiling faces, a site so small that it takes only five minutes to get anywhere, and this year a number of artists who gave excellent performances, Blissfields has firmly reasserted itself on the independent festival map following its stumble in 2008.

And to finish this review of Blissfields 2009 here’s a little more of our very own DJ set from a pod next to the main stage. Sun, dancing, and a bit of Wham. See you there next year maybe ?

Friday, 3 July 2009

Rose Elinor Dougall - Start / Stop/ Synchro

Several weeks ago Rose Elinor Dougall, the ex Pipette who came good, released Start/Stop/Synchro - her second single. Desperate to post about the song, we held back until the video had also been released.

Start/Stop/Synchro is sophisticated and fresh sounding pop that bounds with musical intelligence. Opening with a churchlike harpsicord shuffle, the song quickly grows into something that is full of thoughtful retrospection, the sound of someone moving on. “I was once beautiful to you, but we can’t escape the fact that I will never be her, Oh I’m pleased to say that I will never be her,” Rose sings in a tone that is mournful and yet uplifting. Dougal guides the music through something that is ultimately just a pop song (not that there is anything lightweight in being just a pop song - great pop has the power to change lives) but Start/Stop/Synchro seems somehow more than that. This depth suggests that Dougal may be heading towards darker edgier territories, a sound that recalls The Book Lovers by Broadcast, french pop noir, a dash of Stereolab, arthouse cinema and just a vague pinch of the debut from Bat For Lashes maybe. It’s an exciting prospect. Another Version Of Pop Song was good, but this is gratifyingly better.

Enjoy the stark black and white minimalist video, filmed we believe in Suffolk, where Rose and her gang mooch around for a while before forgetting to take their clothes off as they go into the sea. You can also read an interview with Rose by Breaking More Waves here

Thursday, 2 July 2009

Esben And The Witch - New Waves @ Breaking More Waves

Esben And The Witch create darkly atmospheric creeping soundscapes that they describe as “Nightmare pop.” Like a cobweb covered Portishead or a celestial disconnected Slowdive their beautifully edgy and experimental sound is full of electronic beats, echoing floating vocals and the odd blast of intense punch hard guitar noise. It probably sounds ridiculous but Esben And The Witch are both wounding and healing all at the same time.

Named after a Danish fairytale and consisting of Rachael, Daniel and Thomas, the band hail from Brighton, UK. The group have picked up a variety of support slots in their home town and have released a debut EP entitled 33. Therein you can find Marching Song, a mesmerising sonic adventure that takes a template from School Of Seven Bells and moulds it with searing guitars and trippy aloofness. Even better is the immense Corridors which gradually builds over nine minutes of ambient bliss and transcendental disturbance; like a long intense shag, it will leave you feeling shell-shocked but fulfilled all at the same time. The band have even been known to bring Confide In Me by Kylie Minogue crashing down to earth in a gloriously morbid haze of gloomy guitars reminiscent of The Cure (see video below). You can catch the group at this years End Of The Road Festival in the UK and other selected dates.

Wednesday, 1 July 2009

La Roux - La Roux

Like it or not the programmed drum beats, tinny sounding bass-light production and synthy robotica of La Roux has become music for the masses. In For The Kill was a number two hit that won’t go away, and Bulletproof has gone one better, straight in at the top. In the UK, La Roux is the sound of 2009. This is a little odd as the sound of La Roux looks directly backwards to a musical time and place that until recently was associated as naff and cheesy; the early eighties. Ironically, the plastic mine that La Roux dig is the one that in the eighties was seen as futuristic, but is now seen as revivalist. It’s all very confusing.

So let's make some sense of this. La Roux the album follows on from where the debut single Quicksand and two hit singles left off. This is a recording full of stabbing synths and heady hooks. The hits represent well, with a number of other songs packing catchy choruses and plugged in computer riffs to produce some dance floor delirium. I’m Not Your Toy is spunky calypso disco ball pop that if it were a single would also be bound for the charts. Cover My Eyes has the best sampled steel drums emanating from a keyboard since Like To Get To Know You Well by Howard Jones in 1984. Ok, its probably the only song to do it since, but hell it makes a change from those who think adding a few strings to a song is a radical move. Fascination sounds like it should have been a Human League song (except they already have one called Keep Feeling Fascination) with its twitching swabs of electro pop that would make even the saddest android dance. Like some strange splicing of every best eighties synth album in the world ever, La Roux have conjured up the love child of early Eurythmics, Blancmange, Depeche Mode, Yazoo and Visage to create an album that actually makes pop sound cool again. In an amazingly freakish piece of timing they even manage to make a very obvious reference to Michael Jackson and Thriller, with a theatrical vocal in the middle eight of the stuttering processing plant sound of Tiger Lilly. In the style of Vincent Price, Kit Jackson father of lead singer Elly creepily intones “Have you ever felt, like you’re being followed ? Or watched the ones that held your stare? Turned around to see who’s behind you, to find that there’s no one there ?” All it needs now is a zombie dance video.

So this is very much a pop album. A sublimely stylish self produced pop album. If anyone will be playing it in a years time is of course another matter. By then the La Roux sound may have become a little too singular and channelled in its eighties replication. As good as this album is, we wouldn’t want another version, although a remix collection could easily be on the cards, particularly following the 'remix of the year' from Skream on In For The Kill. If La Roux are to be an ongoing force we suspect that they are going to have to broaden their musical scope pretty damn quickly. Hi energy disco ? Maybe. Acoustic folk ? Who knows. Elly Jackson has already referenced Joni Mitchell as an influence and her high pitched ghostly wail could easily lend itself to such a genre. For now however, we’ll enjoy La Roux for what they are. The Cyber synth king and queen of 2009.