Hot Chip really are a national treasure, up there with the NHS, stamps, pints, Cornish pasties and John Motson with their quintessentially British warm eccentricity. Their fifth studio album, a tribute to staying young while growing up and getting married, has a few dull syrupy moments, but mostly shows the band at their best; making dance music for the hearts as well as the feet.
When the xx breezed into all our lives as if riding a gust of murky ambience in 2009, they somehow created a brand of music that seemed unique and distinguished despite holding few innovations and owing plenty to the swathes of trip hop, RnB, soul and early dubstep that dallied with similar atmospherics for decades previous.
Thousands of revellers will be donning fancy dress today as the Bestival music event prepares to hold its famed dressing up parade. The last and on...
Faster than you can say, "JLS in boat shoes and thrift store plaid shirts", the pop world has become obsessed with indie. If you're both an Animal Collective enthusiast and shameless pop fanatic like me, you'll notice it feels a bit weird. Like watching your best friend get off with a work colleague at your own birthday party.