From a lovely room in a horrible house somewhere between Watford gap and the Land of Oz, Beija Flo is a calm kind of frenzy, fashioning songs for doomed lovers and don’t know why’s. With bitter lust, the love lost, dream boat lah-di-dah in a jam jar. Tearjerker and easy to talk to. Naturally, Beija Flo.
At the age of 21, Bill Nickson has already got an extensive back catalogue under his belt. Growing up feeling artistically and creatively isolated: Bill has been crafting heartfelt songs tackling love, loss and mortality all written, recorded and produced from his bedroom. Inspired by the purity and experimentalism of artists such as Brian Wilson and Daniel Johnston, Nickson’s output is lo-fi pop with heart and soul, nuanced with the small touches which make all the difference.
‘Vulnerable DIY guitar pop with electronic undercurrents: meet the bedroom guitarist with a heart of song’ – Bido Lito !
Raised on a diet of musical indulgences from the likes of Beefheart and Velvet Underground whilst trapped on the Wirral Peninsula between the Mersey and the Dee; Jo Mary are currently cultivating a sound. A sound which strays away from the indie nothingness, the white grins and the shit mod aesthetic. Instead they offer up something that sounds like Warhol’s drug parties; a flurried sonic debauchery soaked in a generous helping of fuzz which makes the eyes dilate and the body slump. The whirring riff driven tour de force of Jo Mary is an unstoppable power.
Named ‘The Scouse White Family’ by Quietus editor John Doran when he saw the play the GIT Awards earlier this year, the five piece have become well renowned for their onstage antics and electric live shows playing with everyone from Bill Ryder Jones to The Parrots.
Many earths ago, the moon began to stir, and from scattering of the moon dust formed The Blurred Sun Band. Those alabaster bastard children dancing in the joys of night o'er melodies drenched in existence, harmonising in glorious splendour.
Suspended in a bubbling fluid: a monolith, hesitant to dare, on the cusp of revelation. The prophetic horns of the rapture call the worthy to experience. Time is no more, and that the mystery of God is finished.
Wild Fruit Art Collective set out to make every year less banal than the last. From early beginnings playing in Huddersfield with a hair metal band with wireless guitars on a stage about 5 feet wide, to recording sessions with Kristian Bell (The Wytches) and working on shows with Trashmouth Records (home to Fat White Family, Meatraffle, Madonnatron).
The everything in between involves touring around the UK spreading their brand of noisey, doom-laden cynicism while harvesting the minds of the pure. Whether its a gig outside John Lewis in Liverpool wearing McDonald's wrappers for masks or a half improvised set in a basement, dressed as posh tory ladies with a passing pirate who was persuaded to get on stage, Wild Fruit have done everything the hard way until their guitar player's lung collapsed...twice.
In the moments when the lung was healthy, Wild Fruit have played alongside The Wytches, Bo Ningen, Goat Girl, Madonnatron, Taman Shud and have performed several shows with the legendary Patrick Lyons on spoken word duties (famed for his "weirdest speech at NME awards" YouTube video) as well as festival slots at Sound City 2017 and the mainstage at WRONG fest 2017. The follow up to their fish-punching debut music video "Wishful" was released in March 2017, when they released their first single "Under The Hooves". With three new singles planned for release in early 2018, next year will certainly be less banal than this one.