Well, the last few months have been a bit busy, what with university and all. More importantly, there have been a lot of albums out which need reviewing. Some are good, some are very good and some are so bad they make babies cry.

Oasis – Dig Out Your Soul
We all know how things go with Oasis. New album comes out. Noel says its the best thing since Definately Maybe. Press says its good. Then when nobodies looking they change their mind and say its rubbish. Fans love it and non-fans say it sounds like everything else Oasis have ever done. General concensus is that they are past their best. Criticism is laid on everything they’ve done since Morning Glory. Happens every time. And it’ll happen again this time. And once again, I can go on about how the critics are wrong. In fact, if I were to start to tell you about why I believe Oasis from 1997 onwards are much undervalued we’d be here for, well, ever. So I won’t. I’ll do what I’m supposed to do, which is just review the album. For starters, its a complete departure from the usual Oasis sound. There are no anthemic stadium-sized numbers. There are no big riffs. There are no songs which are likely to be very popular on mainstream radio. Even the driving, pounding lead-off single The Shock of The Lightning is far from being radio friendly. In fact, we’re it not for Liam’s distinct voice – and even this is reigned in, he no longer feels the need to spit and snarl, but actually sings – you’d be hard-pressed to tell that this is an Oasis album. What there is instead is a different approach. There seems to be more care and attention given to the lyrics and the production. This is a solid album, but also much more than that. This is a band who have become tired of being labelled as producing the same stuff over and again. There are things we’ve not heard from them before nor expected to hear from this band. Just listen to To Be Where Theres Life. Its funky. FUNKY! What the fook? It works though. More than anything though, this is a psychedelic album. Maybe not to the extent of Who Feels Love, but even so, its there, running through the album, feeding it and giving it a different kind of energy to what we’d expect. Theres not just a willingness, but an eagerness to do different things. The Noel sung Falling Down is a case in point. There is nothing here which you can point to and say “this sounds like Song X from Album Y”. Most importantly, it sounds like a proper album. Even i will admit that the last few efforst have sounds like a collection of songs rather than, but Dig Out Your Soul . All the songs are crackers (apart from Get Off Your High Horse Lady) that fit together really well.
Yeah, sure, the critics will point out that theyre still just copying from their influences, albeit from different aspects. Who the hell doesn’t? The only difference is that the Gallaghers are much more open about it and always have been. And Dig Out Your Soul is about more then Liam and Noel. Gem Archer and Andy Bell are having bigger influences in the band all the time. They may only have 2 songs between them on here, but don’t think for a second that theyre not influencing this new direction in some way.
For years now Oasis have been proving that when it comes to simple, straight up Rock’n'Roll, theres nobody better. Now they’ve shown that 14 years after they wowed the world with their debut, they can still step things up and take things in different directions and play with the best of them, even if nobody else will really admit to it. 9
The Verve – Forth
Unfortunately, the same cannot be said about The Verve’s forth album (imaginatively named, um, Forth). Back in the day, when I was about 12 and Euro 96 was fresh in the memory and the only troubles in the world revolved around getting money for a pack of Space Raiders, there was a lot of talk about The Verve being the best band on the planet at the time with Urban Hymns getting a lot of praise. of course, people being people they sort of ignored the fact that it wasn’t even the best Verve album. But never mind, it was good. But they had already split once and a second split was soon to follow. This lasted about a decade, during which Richard Ashcroft produced a few mediocre albums and dueted briefly with Coldplay at Live 8. Soon it was time for another comeback. Which brings us to 2008. An album was written and recorded. Headline sets were announced for a number of big name festivals. A new single – Love Is Noise – was unleashed as a set closer upon the nation and it was – and still is – fantastic. The Verve were back, and we loved them. And then they spoiled it by releasing the album. And the people wept. We’d have been quite happy if Love Is Noise turned out to be the best track on there. Fair enough. But it was much more than that. It was the only good track on there.
Things start off badly with Sit And Wonder which sounds like The Music on a bad day. Then Love Is Noise. hope restored. Jumping. Glowsticks. Delight. For the remaining 8 tracks we see The Verve become just a glorified Achcroft backing band, or a band just peddling out tracks which sound like discarded B-sides from the Urban Hymns era. A dissapointment and a strict lesson in why Comebacks are never a good idea. If you’re going to do it, do it like Pink Floyd; keep it brief and keep it live. As it is, the forth album by Verve, entitled Forth. Did the ever expect any other score? 4
The Aliens – Luna
In case you don’t know The Aliens are, give or take, The Beta Band. Which explains why this is just a bit crazy. Their debut album, Astronomy For Dogs had a very poppy, sixties feel to it, but never quite convinced as an album. Luna is completely opposite. It definately feels like an album, and whilst there are poppy moments, theyre darker. Magic Man and Sunlamp Show are both pretty much straightforward songs in style, but Billy Jack and opener Bobby’s Song are both over 10 minutes long and change tack about once every 2 minutes, with Billy Jack in particular being rather dark and slightly disturbing. We’re all for that here at The Guest Room. As you would expect, traditional song structures are few and far between. Radio airplay is not high on the agenda. The residents at The Guest Room like this also. We are also staunh supporters of utter mentalism in our music. Theres more than enough here. In short, this is good stuff. Very good stuff. 9
Noah And The Whale – Peaceful, The World lays Me Down
Less mentalism here, and a bit more twee and charm here. Of course theres no way that you’ve managed to get through the year without having heard Five Years Time. its been everywhere, but fortunately its one of those songs that you actually don’t mind hearing over and again. Thats actually one of the problems here. Its not that the rest of the album is bad – far from it – its just that next to Five Years Time very few of the other tracks do themselves justice. Girl of the moment Laura Marling features a fair bit and her voice is more complimentary here than on here guest slot with Mystery Jets. But somehow, theres still something missing.
There are some really good songs on here – Shape Of My Heart and the title track in particular – and I want to like this a lot more than I do. But in places, its just too twee. 6
Silver Jews – Look out Mountain, Look Out Sea
Silver Jews are perhaps best known as ‘Stephen Malkmus’ other band’. Whilst Malkmus was indeed a founding member of T’Jews, it really does a great disservice to David Berman. Berman is the only permanent member of the band and Malkmus doesn’t even feature on all of the albums, including this one. But enough about him, lets talk about Berman, his band and their latest album.
Its rather tragic that the world at large hasn’t heard of either Silver Jews or David Berman. He is a lyricist of increadible depth and wit. Also a published poet, this is reflected in his own lyrics. He has a way with words that very few do or have ever done, showcased best here with Suffering Jukebox and My Pillow Is The Threshold. The music is… I hate to say simple, because people might get the wrong idea, so lets just say ‘bereft of poncy nonsense’ and a perfect vehicle for Berman’s insights. perhaps we could draw comparison with Bob Dylan here; nothing fancy in the music, though that is good in itself, but the real magic is in the words. Theres no glamour here. No disco beats. No funky haircuts. Berman and his Silver Jews will never be in danger of finding the mainstream limelight. But if you’re interested in listenign to someone who has actually got something to say, don’t listen to anything else. 8