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Culture Club The Best of Culture ClubSe flere produkter fra AmazonThis CD contains only 10 tracks, but they're all solid hits. Best Of even includes "The War Song," the least successful of Culture Club's Top 40 hits but one of their better songs. "Do You Really Want to Hurt Me," "Time (Clock of the Heart)," "I'll Tumble 4 Ya," "Church of the Poison Mind," "Karma Chameleon," "Miss Me Blind"--they're all here, so put some braids in that hair, grab a hat and your reddest lipstick, and sashay to the cool and breezy vibrato of Boy George and his crew. --Beth Bessmer Fragt: Ukendt! |
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Argerich - Live from the Concertgebouw IISe flere produkter fra AmazonThis thrilling live recording of the Argentine pianist Martha Argerich preserves two concerts she gave in Amsterdam's Royal Concertgebouw in 1978 and 1979. Her playing in Schumann's FantasiestÃ?cke op.12 is hot and passionate just as the composer would have liked it after eight forbidden months away from Clara in 1838. The misplaced accents create anxiety in "Des Abends"; thumping turbulence fires "Aufschwung". She stubs a few stretched-for top notes but who cares? It's all part of the aural wonder. One can almost hear hair flying in the agonised fortissimo tossing and turning of "In der Nacht". Even through the medium of a plastic disc and 20 years' distance, the listener can feel the electricity in the hall. Ravel's powerful Gaspard de la Nuit might have been written for Argerich. She shimmers beautifully in "Ondine". The nagging B flats hang bleakly through "Le Gibet" and the rapidity with she pumps out the demisemiquavers in "Scarbo" defy physiology. Ravel's Sonatine sounds like a grade-one practice piece by comparison. Oh to have been there! With this disc, I was. -- Rick Jones Fragt: Ukendt! |
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Cursive The Ugly OrganSe flere produkter fra AmazonThe Ugly Organ's radio friendly moments ensure that if Cursive wanted, they could easily rank among the likes of Puddle of Mudd and P.O.D. as one of US rock's biggest earners. But as the splenetic attack on mainstream metal "Art Is Hard" suggests ("your self-inflicted pain is getting too routineÂ? keep churning out those hits 'til it's all the same old shit"), big bucks aren't high on Cursive's list of priorities. Instead, their third album is equal parts chart ready, battle cry and scarily warped perspective. Careering manically from murmured emotions, tuba pharps and folksy string quartets to hair tearing pain, "Butcher the Song", "A Gentle Man Caller" and "Bloody Murderer" could just as feasibly be descendants of anything by the Eels as At the Drive-In's rabid "One Armed Scissor". Work in the fact that singer Tim Kasher sounds every inch as wounded as The Cure's Robert Smith, and The Ugly Organ should be painfully self-aware. Yet with every track brandishing the same gifted pop nous that makes the dysfunctional trauma of "Some Red Handed Slight of Hand" unshakable, Cursive's musical car wreck is undoubtedly more cunning masterstroke than art-rock for the sake of it. -- Dan Gennoe Fragt: Ukendt! |
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Mr. Bungle CaliforniaSe flere produkter fra AmazonNobody ever accused Mr. Bungle of being suckers for a good melody. The syncopated blasts of cartoonish noise that fill 1991's Mr. Bungle and 1995's Disco Volante are one part speed metal and one part Speedy Gonzalez. Initially, the band served as a more aggressive outlet for singer Mike Patton, widely known for his work in Faith No More. But with Faith No More no more, Patton and Mr. Bungle decided to sweeten the Bungle batter with a little songcraft. California boasts harmonies (yes, harmonies!) that would make the Brothers Wilson proud. Opening with a chorus of seagulls and crashing waves that gives way to slide guitar, strings, and Patton singing (not screaming), the poppy yet symphonic "Sweet Charity" announces that this is not your bike messenger's Mr. Bungle album. Songs like the easy strummin' "Retrovertigo", the sultry Scott Walker-esque "Pink Cigarette", and the orchestral "Vanity Fair" make California 1999's golden-hair surprise. --Bill Crandall Fragt: Ukendt! |
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Def Leppard PyromaniaSe flere produkter fra AmazonDef Leppard's rock sensibilities shot them right to the top of the charts in the 1980s. On their third album, Pyromania, the band reconciled new wave melodicism with heavy metal and catchy hooks without compromising any of its edge. The album has sold over 10 million copies, due in part to heavy rotation on MTV. But even without their ubiquitous television presence, anthems like "Rock of Ages" and "Foolin'" still had the stuff that drove the kids crazy. Bursts of screaming guitars and simple power riffs joined forces with choruses that begged to be shouted along to. Guitarists Phil Collen and Steve Clarke may have provided all the pyrotechnics on Pyromania, but the focal point of Def Leppard's sound, particularly for their teenage female fans, was singer Joe Elliott's voice (and, of course, his hair). The record--an essential brick in the foundation of '80s metal--also contains the hit "Photograph". --Steve Gdula Fragt: Ukendt! |
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Mussorgsky: Pictures at an Exhibition/Night on a Bare Mountain [IMPORT]Se flere produkter fra AmazonThis was one of the recordings that put Telarc on the musical map, and first revealed the potential of digital recording technology to millions of music lovers and stereo buffs. It's still one of the very finest recordings of "Pictures" around, both as sound and performance. Lorin Maazel maintained the high standards of execution that George Szell inculcated during his quarter century in Cleveland, and for sheer hair-trigger precision, the playing is simply unbeatable. In addition, Telarc captured the performance in what was then and remains demonstration-quality sound, with the famous bass drum thwacks putting a practically subsonic foundation on the whole enterprise. Still a classic. --David Hurwitz Fragt: Ukendt! |
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Eric Clapton One More Car One More Rider [2CD Plus Region 1 DVD]Se flere produkter fra AmazonFor a man renowned for his sartorial elegance and the most prudently maintained facial hair in rock, you'd expect One More Car, One More Rider--Eric Clapton's first live album since 1992's zeitgeist-capturing Unplugged set--to be full of well-tailored highlights from his biblically-proportioned (well, some people still call him "God") back-catalogue of bristly, well kempt blues. And of course you'd be absolutely right. Recorded in Los Angeles and Tokyo during his 2001 world tour (the simultaneously released DVD of the same name is taken exclusively from the Los Angeles show) and featuring the musical accompaniment of such luminary hired-hands as Andy Fairweather-Low and Billy Preston, it's an album that serves to satisfy both the Clapton purist (there's a four-song segue of tracks from Pilgrim, shorn of their original anodyne synthesizer embellishments) and the adult popsters who prefer their blues from the decanter rather than the bottle ("Tears In Heaven", a sublime "Bell Bottom Blues" and a rather poised, applause-ridden "Layla"). It's a shame that the solo-slot extemporisations of Reptile--Joe Pass meets George Benson meets Weather Report--arrive a little too early in the main course for the listener to prepare for full-on mastication. And there also remains a minority of people for whom "Wonderful Tonight" is the biggest pre-coital turn-off this side of farting in bed (or "Lady in Red" by Chris de Burgh). However, such pallid flaws are only trifling grievances for One More Car, One More Rider is an engaging live document that finds Clapton far from asleep at the wheel. -- Kevin Maidment Fragt: Ukendt! |
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Linkin Park MeteoraSe flere produkter fra AmazonMeteora, Linkin Park's second studio effort (not counting the 2002 remix album Reanimation), overflows with glossy production values and Big Rock oomph, fully embracing the pop instincts of their Hybrid Theory debut. For many, Theory sounded inexcusably corporate, from its too-timely rap-rock sound to the long list of product endorsements included in the sleeve notes. Meteora will only amplify those complaints, but this album is actually truer to the band's nature. It's still impossible not to hear strains of Limp Bizkit, Korn, Rage Against the Machine and the like. None of those acts, however, would try something as blatantly anthemic as "Easier to Run", which would sound fine to a Def Leppard fan, or as borderline danceable as "Breaking the Habit" and "Session". Linkin Park are what Trent Reznor was always afraid of becoming, but if you ever wished he would drop the pretences and just make a hair-metal record, you'll find Meteora to your liking. -- Matthew Cooke Fragt: Ukendt! |
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Eric Clapton One More Car One More Rider: LiveSe flere produkter fra AmazonFor a man renowned for his sartorial elegance and the most prudently maintained facial hair in rock, you'd expect One More Car, One More Rider--Eric Clapton's first live album since 1992's zeitgeist-capturing Unplugged set--to be full of well-tailored highlights from his biblically-proportioned (well, some people still call him "God") back-catalogue of bristly, well kempt blues. And of course you'd be absolutely right. Recorded in Los Angeles and Tokyo during his 2001 world tour (the simultaneously released DVD of the same name is taken exclusively from the Los Angeles show) and featuring the musical accompaniment of such luminary hired-hands as Andy Fairweather-Low and Billy Preston, it's an album that serves to satisfy both the Clapton purist (there's a four-song segue of tracks from Pilgrim, shorn of their original anodyne synthesizer embellishments) and the adult popsters who prefer their blues from the decanter rather than the bottle ("Tears In Heaven", a sublime "Bell Bottom Blues" and a rather poised, applause-ridden "Layla"). It's a shame that the solo-slot extemporisations of Reptile--Joe Pass meets George Benson meets Weather Report--arrive a little too early in the main course for the listener to prepare for full-on mastication. And there also remains a minority of people for whom "Wonderful Tonight" is the biggest pre-coital turn-off this side of farting in bed (or "Lady in Red" by Chris de Burgh). However, such pallid flaws are only trifling grievances for One More Car, One More Rider is an engaging live document that finds Clapton far from asleep at the wheel. -- Kevin Maidment Fragt: Ukendt! |
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Libertines Up the BracketSe flere produkter fra AmazonCan Up the Bracket, the debut album from London dandies The Libertines live up to the hype? Sure, they walk the walk: it's hard to see how four doe-eyed indie dreamboats with greasy hair, cider-stained leather jackets and a wide-eyed mythology that places them as chivalrous defenders of Old Albion could fail to capture the attention of a nation of students dead-set on aping the Strokes' sense of louche retro-cool. Certainly, though, there's some fine pedigree to Up the Bracket. With the Clash's Mick Jones at the production helm, gravelly tracks such as "Horror Show" and "The Boy Looked at Johnny" rattle along like phlegmy first-gen punk classics. But like the Strokes, The Libertines manage to imbue snotty garage-rock with a sort of wistful romanticism--an effect that adds genuine soul to their raucous clatter. Although there's no sign of "What a Waster", the snotty single with which the group made their name, there's no shortage of excellent tunes here: "Boys in the Band" is an affectionate hymn to the groupie, with frontmen Pete Doherty and Carl Barat hollering "And they all get 'em out / For the boys in the band". "I Get Along" proves that behind their shambolic veneer these boys have an eye for a tight, nervy but undeniably classic songwriting style that pricks memories of the Jam or the Buzzcocks. Very, very promising. -- Louis Pattison Fragt: Ukendt! |
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Various Artists Eurovision Song Contest Estonia 2002Se flere produkter fra AmazonNot since the likes of Abba and Bucks Fizz graced the Eurovision Song Contest has public anticipation been so great. As with a lot of Eurotrash it sinks so low that irony forces it back into the public's heart and 2002's collection of mullets and mono-syllable choruses looks set to be a winner. Flying the flag for the UK is Pop Idol contestant Jessica Garlick with a sweet MOR ballad showing what a great voice she has. Another one to watch out for is Greece's "tough" looking Michalis Rakintzis whose "SAGAPO" may draw comparisons to the high-art of Falco's "Rock Me Amadeus" in the mid-80. There are some decent non-tongue-in-cheek entries from Croatia's Vesna Pisarovic, the home country's Sahlene and, lest we forget, Sergio & the Ladies. A highlight apart from Aivaras' hair is Finland's Laura with the Kylie-disco sound of "Addicted to You" which could never be predicted as a winner but you never know. Following on from Laura the album improves rapidly with each song as upbeat and fun as the next except for the pass-me-the-razor ballad of Monica & Marcel which is still good, but a touch depressing. This is a good collection of songs with a fantastic array of larger than life personalities and in the good spirit of Eurovision, plenty for Terry Wogan to sneer at. -- David Trueman Fragt: Ukendt! |
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Chikinki Lick Your TicketSe flere produkter fra AmazonNot content with pillaging the past for inspiration, on Lick Your Ticket, Chikinki have taken the ambitious step of plugging into the mains and trying to blast themselves into the future. In many ways, this Bristol quintet resembles your everyday Brit indie band--tousled of hair and vintage of t-shirt--but like Cooper Temple Clause or late Primal Scream, Chikinki are all about synthesis. Drum kits are replaced by sensor pads and skittering electronica loops, guitars are run through code-crunching banks of effects, and the meat of the band's sound is provided by two duelling keyboard players, Boris Exton and Trevor Wensley. Only the presence of vocalist Rupert Browne tethers the band down into conventional rock territory: his voice bounds between a stargazing croon ("Drink") or a Mick Jagger yelp ("To Sacrifice a Child", "Ether Radio"), depending on whether his band are luxuriating in warm keyboard textures or hurtling along at a rate of electro-rock knots. Chikinki's ingenuity is commendable, but if Lick Your Ticket has an Achilles' Heel, it's a lack of memorable songs to keep you coming back. Still, while it's on it's a blast, and maybe that's what really matters. --Louis Pattison Fragt: Ukendt! |
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PJ Harvey DrySe flere produkter fra AmazonDry is the cornerstone of the 1990's "women in rock" movement. To paraphrase what Lou Reed said about the Velvet Underground: Not many people bought the album, but those who did formed a band. The attraction is unmistakable: bluesy riffs played with punk-rock energy suddenly crash to a hush, while Harvey's desperate wails become fatigued moans. What is she so hung up about? Well, in the spirit of the Rolling Stones, love and hope and dirty dreams and sex and sex and sex. Through the raucous "Oh My Lover" and "Joe", Harvey airs her laundry quite loudly but never loses her wit, as "Sheela-Na-Gig", which features the mantra "I'm gonna wash that man right outta my hair / I'm gonna take my hips to a man who cares," attest. --Bill Crandall Fragt: Ukendt! |
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Bat For Lashes Fur And GoldSe flere produkter fra AmazonLook at Natasha Khan, with her Cleopatra shawl and elfish hair, on the cover of Fur and Gold and you'll surely have this half-Pakistani, half-English songstress pegged as the first British riposte to the US freak-folk movement that's thrown up figures like Joanna Newsom, Devendra Banhart, and Cocorosie. In some ways, that's an accurate comparison: Bat for Lashes has a way with mystique, one which elevates even quite simple topics--the break-up tale of "What's a Girl to Do?"--into grand achievements of ghostly trauma: "My bat-lightning heart," she whispers, "Wants to fly away". Dig a little deeper, though, because the music to be found on Fur and Gold has a more complex provenance. "Horse and I", a harpsichord-led track embellished with Theremin and a militaristic drum motif, is the sort of vintage-modern soundscape reminiscent of Bjork at her most restrained, while elsewhere the dramatic tale-telling of "Prescilla" and "Bat's Mouth" suggest Bat for Lashes might yet develop into a songwriter of the poetic calibre of Kate Bush. The debut album from Bat for Lashes is a haunting, richly orchestrated work that, for all its experimentation and intelligence, is emotional and deeply moving. --Louis Pattison Fragt: Ukendt! |
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Voodoo Child Baby MonkeySe flere produkter fra AmazonLike a silent movie villain with an incongruously silly facial hair disguise, cetacean dance giant Moby lurks behind Baby Monkey's pseudonymous Voodoo Child monicker. Why the camouflage ? An attempt to break with his past? Hardly. It's more a case of revisiting the past, a self-referencing retro throwback to his early productions and those of his early 90s peers. Apparently inspired by an arm-waving end-of-tour underground party held in some abandoned Glaswegian railway tunnels, this is Moby's crack (or craic, he's up for a bit of self-indulgent amusement) at getting back to the "hard, sexy, straightforward" dance stuff of days gone by. While there's no harm in enjoying yourself nor any denying that techno academics and dance music curators will pore over Baby Monkey's olde rhythms and rave small print, the party-phobic public-at-large will probably find all this rather anonymous and annoyingly bereft of tasty samples from gnarly blues records. And that is surely what Moby, sorry Voodoo Child, had in mind. --Kevin Maidment Fragt: Ukendt! |
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Alice In Chains DirtSe flere produkter fra AmazonAlice In Chains were initially tagged with the "grunge" moniker, when in fact their haunting, ponderous sound was far closer to the progressive rock of Queensryche. Their second album Dirt was a moody, portentous affair, filled with occasionally inspired riffing from guitar-player Jerry Cantrell and hair-tossed wailing from singer Layne Staley. Perhaps the band got lumped in with Generation X because of their lyrics--depression, death and drugs. Certainly, titles like "Down In A Hole, "Junkhead" and "Hate To Feel" didn't leave much room for doubt as to what Cantrell's particular passion was for. The quartet did have a slightly lighter, almost poppy side to them, though, as "God Smack" and Hate To Feel" indicated. In the main, however, Dirt was classic angst rock, of the style their peers Pearl Jam had made so popular. -- Everett True Fragt: Ukendt! |
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Sheryl Crow The Very Best Of Sheryl CrowSe flere produkter fra AmazonDespite the photographic presence of an acoustic guitar (the rock & roll equivalent of a rubber bullet), the enviably lovely hair and the unassuming knitwear, Sheryl Crow is staring back at us from the cover of The Very Best Of with her chin resting on a fist clenched tightly with white-knuckled defiance. This is, after all, the girl whose wishful thinking led her to sing "All I wanna do is have some fun" while privately preferring to either curl up in bed for a very long time or roll over and die (she's recently come out of the closet with regards to her longstanding battles with depression). Yes, she's earned herself an armful of Grammys and has been damned with faint praise, but if you go easy on the relatively troublesome second-half of Sheryl Crow's 10-year solo career (the poppy optimism of songs like "C'mon C'mon" and "Soak Up the Sun" seems strained), then this decade-acknowledging resumé serves as a reminder of her narrative talents for summarising the pitfalls of burdensome workloads ("Everyday Is a Winding Road") and problematic squeezes ("My Favourite Mistake") within an MTV-friendly pop framework. Questionably, such gems as the James Bond theme "Tomorrow Never Dies" and the US abortion issue commentary of "Hard to Make a Stand" (both sizeable UK hits) have been omitted to make room for three new tracks, two of which, the evangelical "Light in Your Eyes" and the post-9/11 "Let's Get Free" betray the influences of George Harrison and the Beatles. --Kevin Maidment Fragt: Ukendt! |
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Bill Evans Empathy + A Simple Matter Of ConvictionSe flere produkter fra AmazonThe jazz wisdom regarding Bill Evans's relationship to drummers is that only Philly Joe Jones could light a bona fide rhythmic fire beneath the often mellow, circuitous pianist. But here, California-cool-identified rhythm ace Shelly Manne shows both intimate knowledge of Evans's modus operandi and a keen manner for destabilising the picture enough to drive uncommonly hard-swinging trio interplay. This two-fer collects both dates Manne played with Evans--and bassists Monty Budwig (on Empathy in 1962) and long-time trio member Eddie Gomez (on A Simple Matter of Conviction in 1966)--and the pairing makes great sense. Not only did Manne push the trio to new places, but Evans yanked Manne into a kind of ultrasensitive spot, too, engaging the drums and ride cymbals so that they sound harmonic and melodic. The net result is hair raising in its exactness and a pleasure to hear. -- Andrew Bartlett Fragt: Ukendt! |
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Renee Felming Verdi: Messa da RequiemSe flere produkter fra AmazonOn this recording of Verdi's remarkable "will and testament", his Requiem of 1874, the playing is everything one could hope for, and moves between the pathos of mourning, the anger of bereavement (the Dies Irae is truly terrifying) and the despair of loss with no emotional short-cuts. Under the direction of maestro Valery Gergiev, the Kirov Orchestra has become one of the world's top ensembles. To hear them play is to expect nothing less than absolute technical perfection: luscious string sounds, iridescent woodwind colours and hair-raising brass blowing. With Gergiev's instinct for drama--the Kirov, after all, is an opera company--their performances are often extraordinarily powerful. The singing is generally beautiful too: when paired with Olga Borodina's volcanic richness of voice, Renée Fleming's cooler approach and miraculous technique are shown off to their best advantage. Andrea Bocelli is perhaps an acquired taste, and doesn't quite possess the abilities to shape a phrase that the others have, but the powerful newcomer Ildebrando D'Arcangelo more than compensates. -- Warwick Thompson Fragt: Ukendt! |
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Yardbirds BirdlandSe flere produkter fra AmazonBirdland quite possibly qualifies for entry into the Guinness Book of Records under the "longest ever gap between studio albums" category. After all, when blues/pop legends the Yardbirds last released a proper record ( Little Games, a variable quality affair featuring some up-and-coming guitar chancer called Jimmy Page), man had yet to visit the moon, Tony Blair was a 14-year-old schoolboy and the White Stripes (huge Yardbirds devotees if their recent live bash with Jeff Beck was anything to go by) were what you saw on the road at zebra crossings. Of course, nothing the Yardbirds could possibly do now will ever attain the dizzy, head-swimming heights of their psychedelic 1960s heyday, but Birdland--with some dignity--is certainly not the sound of washed-up, pensionable ex-rock stars sucking their stomachs in and combing their hair forwards. Reconvening around a nucleus of original members Chris Dreja and Jim McCarty, the latterday line-up also boasts the pedigree of former Dr Feelgood guitarist and co-writer John "Gypie" Mayo as well as guest appearances aplenty from such ostentatious fretboard manipulators as Brian May, Steve Vai, Joe Satriani, Slash and even Jeff Beck himself. And while dismissing the production work on their classic 1960s hits as "crap" may well be a poor excuse for offering these newly buffed-up re-recordings of their greatest moments ("Shapes of Things", "For Your Love", etc), at least accusations of laurel-resting are convincingly countered by the inclusion of some stimulating new material. For example, "The Mystery of Being"--worryingly described by the band as "Afghan psychedelia"--is just the sort of Arabian rock illusion previously conjured up by Ritchie Blackmore's Rainbow, the tribute to Keith Relf on "An Original Man" is worthy of the Byrds at their notoriously brotherly prime and "Crying Out for Love" is mature blues with heart, soul and sensitivity. Frankly, one could only wish the Rolling Stones' songwriting skills were still as sharp. --Kevin Maidment Fragt: Ukendt! |
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