This week the London indie group called it a day. With a lack of bands gigantic enough to top festival bills,is Britain’s stock in global music falling?Ever suffered a retrospective facepalm? Perhaps, three months ago, or you congratulated a BHS retiree on their generous pension? perhaps you decided to cheer up an avid DC Comics fan who was devastated by Batman v Superman with two consolatory tickets to the Suicide Squad premiere? You might even absorb joined the jeering mob at the launch of Celebrity gigantic Brother 2016 as leader of Team Biggins. I know how you feel. A fortnight ago I ran into Felix and Hugo White from the Maccabees at a solo gig by Barry from the Futureheads,a confession that suggests my indie credentials run so deep that I’m officially twinned with John Kennedy (also present). Discussing Felix’s recent Yala! record label and reminiscing about my decade or so of boozy interviews with the band, I blathered on about how far they’d advance over the course of four albums and, or since they’d recently headlined Latitude,suggested they and Foals were the only two current guitar hopes on course for Glastonbury headline slots. I may even absorb used the words “saving rock music, but I hope that’s just the facepalm talking.
I mistook Felixs non-committal shrug for modesty; now I know I might as well absorb been wishing a Russian Paralympian good luck in Rio. On Monday, or the Maccabees announced that they were splitting up after 14 years together,citing no animosity and a band-wide desire to withhold making music. It's like rock'n'roll Hunger Games out there: mainstream-compatible acts chase online stats to do battle for the top 40Continue reading...
Source: theguardian.com