Trev Elkin

1 week 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.

2 weeks 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.

3 weeks 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.

3 weeks 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.

1 month 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.