26 01 2014



A book can make you feel like you’re in a hidden world that no one else can ever uncover. A song can make you wish you were somewhere else and by the time it is over, you’re there. Not all bands have the nous to do such a thing. Or sometimes they work too hard doing it, they sound nothing like they want to.

I wrote about Sons Of An Illustrious Father last year, and from that I was opened up to a scene in New York that is not like anything else I’ve heard before. Thankfully they are not part of a movement that make songs about how bored they are. Nor are they sickly love songs that make you want to gauge your eyes out. I can’t put Sons in a genre box for you; I don’t have the right to do that and people who listen to only one genre of music are quite dull. Never trust anyone who says they only listen to bands like Mumford & Sons. There’s a wealth of music out there and to only limit yourself to one kind is pretty daft. If I only listened to Punk I’d only be listening to dead musicians pretty much and I’d never go to shows. That would be quite boring. Through listening intensely to one, I subjected myself to other bands. From other bands telling me to do so or for accidentally finding them in the depths of certain websites I expose myself to as much music as I can. I don’t care if it is some unheard Howlin’ Wolf song or it is something brand new, made by some one person genius in their bedroom- I want to hear it. I have to. So where to Sons come into all of this?

They’re a band that make music that feels like a menacing fairytale. Their sound was made for bitterly cold weather. When you think because the sun is out it will be a little warmer. It isn’t. You become so cold you are numb but you have Sons music playing in your ears and a feeling of bliss takes over. Do you accept yourself yet? Sons make music to accept yourself to. Listen to their music whilst staring at your reflection for clarity and out of fear. Disdain, possibly.

No Mercy and Loveletting were recorded at the hub of all things euphoric and meaningful- Mama Coco’s Funky Kitchen produced by the man who everyone should strive to be produced by, Oliver Ignatius. The combination of Sons and Oliver means your ears ar going to be subjected to some raw and passionate sounds. Sounds that unleash your fury and your doubt. A mirror isn’t the only thing that is your reflection; it’s in music too. A mirror may not lie but music picks up on the hidden things. The things that really count. Sons aren’t afraid to be open with their music and lyrics. Their open ways is what makes them accessible and believable.

You can listen to the songs here: and whilst you’re at it, do some exploring with their music. And to their music. Don’t be afraid of what you find.

Sons Of An Illustrious Father.

18 10 2011

You know that feeling you get when you see or hear something beautiful, and it makes your eyes water and all you can say is “Oh…fuck.” Well, that pretty much happened when I went back and listened to Sons Of An Illustrious Father again. They come from New York, so I’m obviously going to reserve a lot of love for them. Certain places just produce the most amazing sound, and New York is easily one of them. The calibre of talent that has come from and comes from New York is just out of this world. It should be a crime to be this amazing.

Let’s start with a track from their self-titled album. A song that very nearly reduced me to tears because of how fucking brilliant it is. Moonshiner is incredible, literally out of this world. If Sofia’s vocals do not move you at all or make you feel it right in your gut; then you could be a souless being. It’s okay, keep listening- you’ll feel it soon enough. The power and fury in her voice is just like Janis Joplin’s, it is so raw and so damn passionate. When she hits those notes, my lord. It just goes right into you. It goes so deep into you, it delves right into your soul. It wakes you up. It makes you feel so alive.

I’d be inclined to just write about Sofia because her voice is one of the best voices I have heard in a long time. Maybe I’ll do it later, to stop myself from doing the things I should be doing.

One thing that I love about this band is that some of them play the banjo. They don’t overkill it like some bands (Mumford and whoever.) Basically, SOAIF are one of THE most underrated bands around and they posses suchgreat musicianship that is hard to find in a lot of bands nowadays. They have this grand sound that shoukd, by rights, make them one of the biggest bands around. However, we are constantly told to listen to meaningless drivel that is all over wanky radio stations. My solution? Don’t give into the hype the media feeds you, find something with spirit and passion- go listen to SOAIF.

Their music mixes the essence of Punk with a Folky vibe. It is truly magnificent. Their second full length album, One Body will be out 9th November. Going by the track, Glass Nor Stone; it is probably going to be one of the best things we’ll have heard this year. The band have a number of tracks now on their soundcloud page.