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1 week ago | 
godisinthetvzine.co.uk | Trev Elkin
When: 24th MayWhere: Stockholm, SwedenEcho Three Fest begins slowly. It's mid-afternoon, and the unexpected May sunshine has that strangely Scandinavian quality - like it's been through therapy. The doors open into the Slakthusområdet - a place that once dealt in meat, now in music. Beneath the concrete and steel bones of Slaktkyrkanand Hus 7, the third edition of this compact but beautifully curated Stockholm festival starts to hum.
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1 month ago | 
godisinthetvzine.co.uk | Trev Elkin
Growing up doesn't stop the past from tapping us on the shoulder-throw on the right song and, suddenly, you're staring through a fogged-up mirror at half-lit fragments of everything you thought you'd left behind. The Balloonist's album Dreamland floats in that space, slowly demisting the glass. First up, 'Look at Us Then,' transports to Summer, 1986. It's warm and granular, sounding almost like Tycho in its sensory immersion.
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1 month ago | 
godisinthetvzine.co.uk | Trev Elkin
New Thing just starts. Just a voice, a few chords, and then a feeling that lingers longer than it should. Avery Friedman's debut is like reading Ocean Vuong by streetlight-half of it's about what's said, the rest is shaped by silence. There's that same softness threaded through sharpness, a sense of someone figuring themselves out mid-sentence.
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1 month ago | 
godisinthetvzine.co.uk | Trev Elkin
By the time Earthling's debut album Radar appeared in May 1995, the sounds of Bristol's nascent trip-hop movement had already captured the wider public imagination. Massive Attack had firmly entrenched themselves with Protection, Portishead reflected the spiralling political mood with Dummy, and Tricky had pushed into darker corners, hissing poetry for seamier sections of the scene through a ghostly broken telephone.
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2 months ago | 
godisinthetvzine.co.uk | Trev Elkin
Dumb Things have been perfecting their breezy, introspective jangle-pop in Meanjin/Brisbane since 2017, starting with a homespun self-titled debut and a more focused follow-up, Time Again, in 2019. On this third outing, Self Help, the five-piece continue down that sun-dappled pathway, but there's a notable deepening of ideas and a warmth that shows how far they've come. They exude a confidence born of testing and refining their craft while keeping their easygoing, Queensland vibe intact.
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2 months ago | 
godisinthetvzine.co.uk | Trev Elkin
Dumb Things have been perfecting their breezy, introspective jangle-pop in Meanjin/Brisbane since 2017, starting with a homespun self-titled debut and a more focused follow-up, Time Again, in 2019. On this third outing, Self Help, the five-piece continue down that sun-dappled pathway, but there's a notable deepening of ideas and a warmth that shows how far they've come. They exude a confidence born of testing and refining their craft while keeping their easygoing, Queensland vibe intact.
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2 months ago | 
godisinthetvzine.co.uk | Trev Elkin
In the middle of a chaotic summer, somewhere between flooded country lanes and a battered Vauxhall Corsa, lilo began to piece together what would become Blood Ties. Christie Gardner and Helen Dixon had already been writing songs together for nearly half their lives - since school, swapping folk CDs and entering songwriting competitions with borrowed guitars. But this was something else.
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2 months ago | 
godisinthetvzine.co.uk | Trev Elkin
For some time Graham Reynolds' music has inhabited a curious space between concert halls, dance theatres and cinema screens. If you've heard his film scores - for Richard Linklater's Before Midnight or the animated intricacies of A Scanner Darkly - you'll know Reynolds' gift for turning scenes into musical landscapes. On Mountain, the map is rather more personal.
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2 months ago | 
godisinthetvzine.co.uk | Trev Elkin
Crush Me, Cross Record 's firstalbum in six years, slinks, crawls and heaves its mass through twelve songs that feel like those thoughts that drift in before sleep. It doesn't begin and end so much as unravel and reform. Voices flicker, vanish, return. Violence flares, then ebbs into something quieter, like pale light filtering through from another room. This is not your usual listening experience. It's not surprising to learn these songs were born in a state of flux.
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2 months ago | 
godisinthetvzine.co.uk | Trev Elkin
Some albums take time to unfold; others land with an immediate sense of purpose. Halo On The Inside does both. It feels inevitable yet elusive, shifting shape with each listen. Circuit des Yeux, aka Haley Fohr, has always been in motion, her music projects echoing her multi-disciplinary approach to art, balancing grandeur and intimacy, structure and instinct. But here, she doesn't just navigate change-she embodies it.
