 | Word Staff Pick
Dr John
In The Right Place
Mac Rebennack has got a voice like a rusty hinge but on this 1973 album that simply didn't matter because all the richness and vitamins was supplied by the peerless syncopation of The Meters and the molasses harmonies of producer Allen Toussaint. Just drop the digital stylus on the opening of the title track, Same Old Same Old or I Been Hoodooed and prepare to have your sense of rhythm realigned. It will be the beginning of a life-long love affair. Guaranteed. (David Hepworth) |  | Word Reader Pick
It Bites
Map Of The Past
Cumbrian prog-rock should probably sound like a one-eyed wet alsation chewing a tourist's severed arm on a piss-soaked mattress, string-tied to the tin walls of a rattling lash-up lean-to. But Egremont's much-maligned It Bites have been far more elegant, though occasionally less enthralling, over their 25 years. This new album is a stately - but sometimes leaden - meander through the emotional minefields of war and memory. It does, however, carry a couple of genuinely surprising and deeply affecting moments amid the souped-up bombast, occasionally try-too-hard melodies and impenetrably perfect playing. (Tippy Wooder) | | Word Magazine Recommends | | | | | | | | Baxter Dury | | Yes | | The Horrors | | Blood Orange | | | | | | | | | From the 'Now Hear This' CD | | | | | | | | Fountains of Wayne | | Blondie | | Astrid Williamson | | Josh Ottum | | | | | | | | |
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