Not all of the Motel's contributors are quite as down with the kids as they'd have you believe. Even where they vociferously deny it, each and every one of them has an affinity for at least one band or artist that they'd rather not reveal. However, over the coming months, a small minority will be [...]
There are certain cities you expect greatness from. London for one, along with Manchester and Glasgow, have become so well respected within the British indie scene that a blind eye gets sadly turned towards numerous other creative hubs. One such neglected city has to be Cardiff, and seven piece Los Campesinos! are spearheading Cardiff’s full-to-bursting [...]
Mixtapes’n’Tapes is an ongoing feature whereby one member of the Fugitive Motel collective challenges another to create a mixtape on a given theme. There are no restrictions on either the theme or the tape itself; the person who is being challenged may take as many liberties with the theme as they like. The feature operates [...]
I strongly maintain the opinion that there is absolutely no way in hell that a man of just twenty-three years old should have a voice that’s capable of breaking even the coldest of hearts. A voice that can spit bile (This Is Love) and convey hope (This City Is At Standstill) with exactly the same clarity, depth and warmth.
When did you first hear of the artist in question?: Attending a state-school in the early nineties, The That, as they were never known, were an unavoidable force known to all. Maybe it was in our Dairylea.
