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Sometime Film School guitarist N. Lannon aka Nyles Lannon has recently released his third solo album, Falling Inside, and eclectic mix of electro-folk onto which Lannon has added samples from old Persian records and his guitar recorded backwards, as well as a liberal smattering of 808 kick bass. From it, the San Francisco based singer-songwriter …

Australian quartet Immigrant Union (featuring Brent DeBoer from the Dandy Warhols) are back with a new single, “In Time”, taken from their sophomore release ‘Anyway’, which drops on May 29th. Describing their sound as being “Spiritualized being baptised in a river of Creedence Clearwater,” By frontman DeBoer, the band recorded the album with producer Gregg …

Taking a lead from Sliding Doors and a myriad of dating website ads, the video to Kodaline’s new single The One, has a real ‘will they won’t they’, sniff of destiny about it. The two are perpetually in the wrong relationships, living in the same area, going to the same parties, they even went to …

There’s some good genes at work in the new music from LA duo Belle Brigade. The siblings, Barbara and Ethan Gruska’s father songwriter/composer Jay Gruska while their grandfather is esteemed film composer John Williams. These genes have been successfully passed down, with sugary melodies and skillful arrangements alongside lovely harmonies and clever interplay the order …

I have a couple of confessions to make. Firstly, I wrote some of the brass parts for this song for Sheffield singer-songwriter Nat Johnson – I’m pretty sure that reviewers aren’t supposed to do that sort of thing, but there again, we’ve never been much for doing as we’re told here at Backseat Mafia. The …

Second hand heart

I used to be a big fan of the Australian Soap ‘Neighbours‘. Yes, I know it’s still on here in the UK, but now I have other things that occupy my mind. Like writing about Music and Art just about every waking hour for a start. But in my teenage years especially, they did a …

My father used to take us to the woods, quite a lot of the time. They didn’t have much money (I’ll never live the embarrassment of my home-made elasticated school trousers, but needs must I suppose) and so at the weekend, when me and my brother (and latterly my sister) were tearing the house apart, …

You know what they say about dogs being like their owners, well that was the same for music students where I went to University, and I suspect it was (and is) the same everywhere. There was us, the brass players. Loud, brash, heavy drinking animals who arrived in college purely to find people to go …