Ethel Cain has always possessed a preternatural gift to make her songs feel deeply lived in. With her debut album ‘Preacher’s Daughter’, the Southern gothic-pop outsider – real name Hayden Silas Anhedönia – crafted an expansive, open road epic...
2024 had the world falling at Chappell Roan’s feet. Her breakout hit ‘Good Luck, Babe!’ was everywhere – from TikTok feeds to supermarket speakers – while the slow-burn triumph of debut album 'The Rise and Fall of a Midwest...
The opening of Reneé Rapp’s second studio album 'Bite Me' is a middle-finger-raising, rabble-rousing anthem. The aptly titled ‘Leave Me Alone’ sees Rapp assert right out the gate: "I'm a real bad girl but a real good kisser" before...
How did it come to this? While we were questioning whether Lorde, Haim or even Turnstile would take the baton from Charli and dominate the charts this summer, it was the straight white males, coming ‘round the outside, that...
When Wet Leg first appeared back in 2021, fresh off the Red Funnel, adorned in prairie dresses, giant lobster claws and clutching a bag full of bangers, indie Britain didn't know what hit 'em. Before long, the then-duo were...
At this year’s Glastonbury festival there was a notable, righteous feeling that, for once, the correct people were coming out on top – that the artists who’d truly carved out their own lanes, drenched in creativity, character and personality,...
It’s been a while since a Sunday night Glastonbury headliner has actually managed to keep the crowds from packing up early to beat the Monday morning rush. But as the sun dips over Worthy Farm, the site feels busier...
Undeniably the most omnipresent, inescapable cultural phenomenon of the decade (and quite possibly, the century), it seems almost unfathomable to think that ‘Brat’ was only released a year and a matter of days before Lido Festival. Countless awards, a...
You’d be forgiven for thinking you’d bought two tickets to the gun show when Wet Leg arrive on stage at Brixton Academy on Friday night. Frontwoman of the now-five-piece band, Rhian Teasdale is on fighting form, fists clenched, ready...
A translucent silver scrim, running from floor to ceiling, undulates like waves to twinkling piano. Behind it, 070 Shake sits on a chair – sultry, styled in a black leather jacket and beret – crooning her opening song, 'Sin',...