Greg Mendez' breakthrough success over the past couple of years as felt as wholesome as it has surprising. Which is meant as no reflection on the quality of the music, more that it's heartening to know that there's still a space in this busy and
There are songs and voices that captivate you with surprise, and there are songs and voices that hold you in their grip for doing exactly what you expect, exactly what you need them to do. When Clara Mann's 'Til I Come Around begins, you hope for a
I can be grateful but still mad, I can be happy but oh so sad. Deep Feeler by Liv Greene Listen on GFP / Bandcamp *
Apologies for dropping off the radar for a little while there. After reaching 100+ posts I needed a little breather and figured most of you would have some catch-up listening to do... I spent the weekend wandering around Copenhagen, colourful Scandinavian buildings against mostly grey Autumnal skies, but strangely warm
As Dog In The Snow, Helen Ganya released some beautiful music from her Brighton home, the Scottish-Thai songwriter finding endlessly evocative ways of marrying sound and sentiment. In 2022 she released the polish the machine LP under her own name and via the Bella Union label, but was in fact
Though he's carved out a widely cherished and acclaimed career, I still think there's a world in which Damien Jurado is held in the very highest echelon's of those singer-songwriters that have outlasted the shift from the 90s independent scene to this ugly new
Since Wld Beasts called it a day back in 2017, both their two lead voices have crafted out solo careers, with Hayden Thorpe releasing under his own name and Tom Fleming sharing now three full-length efforts under his One True Pairing moniker. Led by his distinctive and unruly baritone, Fleming
You know where you are from the first aching note of Bridget Hayden's astonishing new album: steeped in drizzle, high upon a hill, looking out across weather-beaten moorland. That might feel a little too on-the-nose as descriptors go but those elements - the land, the weather - were
It seems a little silly to recommend the fleeting two-minute closing track as the choice pick from Barry Archie Johnson’s exquisite new album - especially when said LP is defined by its long and sprawling instrumental landscapes - but there’s enough magic in these brief glimpses of his
Tokyo label FLAU are one of those gems from the underground scene that I likely would never have stumbled upon if it weren't for GFP's own journey. We first covered them way back in time, I think initially with a wonderful album from Cuushe, which had
I remember thinking, when I first saw Porridge Radio play live, in a sweaty Lexington on a crisp cold London night, that they were probably the best "band" that the UK had to offer. And I mean band in that slightly redundant, old fashioned sense; a tight-knit group
Chicago's Friko came bounding into the new year with a gutsy, visceral throwback to early noughties indie rock. Armed with an album cover plucked straight from Conor Oberst's dusty old bookshelf, and the kind of warbling, teetering-on-the-edge voice that could shape the weather, their debut full-length