Indie Basement (3/27): the week in classic indie, alternative & classic rock

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Greeting from Knoxville, TN where I am attending the 2026 Big Ears Music Festival. Follow along with my exploits here. This is a really big week for new releases in Indie Basement and I review nine, including The New Pornographers, Fcukers, and Holy Fuck, plus a few less-controversially named acts like MEMORIALS, ADULT., Drop NineteensPaula Kelley, New German Cinema (Fear of Men’s Jess Weiss), José González, and the trio of Butler, Blake & Grant.

Over in Notable Releases there are reviews of new albums from Robyn, Courtney Barnett, Tigers Jaw, Irreversible Entanglements, Snail Mail, and more.

On this week’s BV Interviews podcast, I talk with the legendary dub/post-punk producer and Tackhead/On-U Sound founder Adrian Sherwood about all the cool stuff he’s done over the last 40+ years. It’s a good one if I do say so myself. Listen here or wherever you get your podcasts.

This weeks’ reviews are below…

ALBUM OF THE WEEK #1: MEMORIALS – All Clouds Bring Not Rain (Fire Records)
Phenomenal second album of groovy, impeccably produced psych by the duo of Verity Susman (Electrelane) and Matthew Simms (Wire, It Hugs Back)

“We have a wide palette between us, our ‘sound world,’” Matthew Simms says of what he and Verity Susman had in mind for MEMORIALS’ second album. “We knew we wanted harpsichord and vibraphone.” Instead of opting for computer plug-ins to mimic those instruments, they sought out studios that actually had them on hand, which led them to rural southwestern France and London, in addition to their own studio in Kent, England. Can you hear the difference? On All Clouds Bring Not Rain, you can feel it.

While still very much within that well-defined “sound world” — a mix of ’60s psych by way of ’70s Düsseldorf and Cologne, verdant folk, dub, and their own previous groups (Susman led Electrelane; Simms was in Wire and It Hugs Back) — MEMORIALS have expanded their reach. Not just harpsichord and vibraphone, but also rich vocal harmonies, tape-loop delay, and a wide array of vintage instruments that don’t get dusted off much anymore.

They’ve also broadened the types of songs here, from motorik burners like the irresistible “Dropped Down the Well” and “Cut Glass Hammer,” to Jaki Liebezeit-worthy, drum-forward freakouts (“In the Weeds,” “Mediocre Demon”) and moments of delicate pastoral beauty (“Reimagined River” and “Wildly Remote”). There are also a few proper pop numbers, like the wonderful “Watching the Moon,” where everything seems to shimmer through a swirling Leslie speaker.

All Clouds Bring Not Rain is an amazing headphone album, but it sounds even better on a proper stereo, with some distance between your speakers and, ideally, a room lit only by lava lamps. But even on earbuds, the grooves, vintage textures, melodies, drones, and voices on this wonderful album will transport you there.

MORE: Listen to my conversation with MEMORIALS on the March 16 episode of BV Interviews.

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ALBUM OF THE WEEK #2: The New Pornographers – The Former Site Of (Merge)
Synths and new lyrical focus from Carl Newman help make The New Pornographers’ 10th album their best since Brill Bruisers

Carl Newman has always been the kind of lyricist who seemed to go more by feel than meaning — like clever refrigerator-magnet poetry or, in his own words, “non-representational art.” On The New Pornographers’ 10th album, however, Newman has put a lot more care into his words, which are still clever and cool. “Now I’m trying to paint landscapes,” he tells us. “I’m trying to be like the Flemish Masters.”

When Newman sings “First comes love, then comes pity / Then it’s terminal velocity” on “Ballad of the Last Payphone,” you know just what he means. When he’s singing about a satellite circling Saturn on “Spooky Action,” you know what he means. When he’s having “Bonus Mai Tais” with a friend who’s dying of cancer, you know what he means. “This time I wanted every lyric to count,” he says.

The lyrical step up is not the only thing that makes The Former Site Of such a treat, but it’s a big part of it. Sonically, it’s unlike any record the Canadian group have made before, letting synthesizers drive the songs instead of just adding accents and hooks. “Pure Sticker Shock” is almost pure synthpop, as are “Wine Remembers the Water” and “Bonus Mai Tais.” When more traditional instruments do appear, they’re often used in unusual ways — like the mandolin all over “Votive,” played closer to post-punk, almost New Order, than its folk origins.

This could be The New Pornographers’ mellowest album, but it’s not listless or dull. There are delightful touches throughout the arrangements, like Neko Case and Kathryn Calder’s airy, 10cc-esque harmonies, treated almost like a Mellotron, or the crashing toms on “Pure Princess Story.” Whatever it is — a new wave of creativity or something to prove — Newman has his mojo back, and The Former Site Of is the best New Pornographers album since Brill Bruisers.

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Fcukers – ‘Ö’ (Ninja Tune)
The much-anticipated and fun debut album from this NYC dance duo owes more to the late-’90s Big Beat scene, than the “indie sleaze” era they’re often compared to

Trigger warning: “Indie Sleaze.” While the duo of Shanny Wise and Jackson Walker Lewis have embraced their party-forward image since emerging from the post-pandemic NYC Dimes Square scene, the touchstones in their music lie on the other side of the millennium, before skinny jeans and coke dens like The Darkroom opened their doors. Fcukers have more in common with Fatboy Slim and Basement Jaxx than LCD Soundsystem or Hot Chip, building songs around a single hook that burrows into your ear canal like a Ceti eel and takes over your nervous system. “Play Me,” with its nagging “I just wanna rock right now,” is their “Rockafeller Skank.”

Despite this, ‘Ö’, their debut album, is not a full-on return of Big Beat. It’s too minimal, with too much space to approach that late-’90s maximalist party style, but the bones are the same — and there’s not much more than bones. There isn’t a lot of meat here, but like Fatboy Slim, Fcukers are all about carefree fun.

Fcukers — and ‘Ö’ — are at their best when built around Wise’s breathy vocal style: the skipping “Butterflies,” the one-two punch of “I Like It Like That” and “TTYGF,” which share wub-a-dub production and prominent airhorns, and “Can You Feel It Now,” which dabbles equally in trip hop, jungle, and loungey acid jazz. They all feel like a dancefloor cloud that lets Shanny float on top.

The album features a lot of producers — Kenny Beats, 100 gecs’ Dylan Brady, and Ice Spice collaborator Lily Kaplan — but apart from the lush, downtempo closer “Feel the Real,” you don’t really feel much outside influence. Which is better than a record that feels like it was made by disparate producers with their own idea of what the album should be. ‘Ö’ is slight but never less than fun, occasionally awesome, but never sleazy. And at just 28 minutes, it flies by so fast you may end up letting it loop a few times.

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ADULT. – Kissing Luck Goodbye (Dais)
No one is coming to your rescue — so turn it up

Detroit’s ADULT. feel like they’ve been waiting for the apocalypse all their lives. Whether it’s here or not — it sure feels like it sometimes — Nicola Kuperus and Adam Lee Miller have spent decades auditioning for the end-of-the-world DJ gig, and as finalists they always seem to request the 10-to-midnight slot, firing out relentless jackhammer beats while dropping unsubtle hints that it’s not just the ball that’s about to drop.

Kissing Luck Goodbye issues one last plea to put on those They Live! sunglasses, snap out of it, and see what’s really going on around you. “You have two choices in this hellscape we’re living in right now, which is either fight or be depressed,” says Miller. “Either one is OK. But the choice was simple.”

The choice is also obvious. “Shake yourself awake!” bellows Kuperus on “R U 4 $ALE,” while squelchy new-beat synths blare and crackle. Then there’s album standout “NO ONE IS COMING,” which feels like the best Public Image Ltd song that never existed, with Kuperus chanting “NO ONE IS COMING…TO YOUR RESCUE!” The songs are blunt force, but sometimes that’s exactly what you need.

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Holy Fuck – Event Beat (Satellite Services)
Two decades into their career, these dance rock Torontonians have still got it

Toronto band Holy Fuck have been mashing rock and dance together for over 20 years, and they’re still doing it better than just about anyone. Their first album in six years has been gestating for a while, as the far-flung members of the group reconvened in 2022 “inside a rural Nova Scotia village hall,” where they lived and recorded together in relative isolation. As usual, they played as much of the album live as possible, and unlike previous releases, Event Beat features no guest vocalists. Brian Borcherdt says the vibe is running “towards something that is beyond personal control, either at the mercy of some bigger system or some unspoken will.”

You can feel that ominous existential undercurrent on Event Beat, but what you really feel are those Holy Fuck grooves — full of Can-like dynamism and oomph, powered by their ever-amazing all-Matt rhythm section (Schulz and McQuaid) and the clear vision of multi-instrumentalists Borcherdt and Graham Walsh. The band describe the sound as an “infinity loop,” and you get what they mean, but they keep things engaging with atmospheric guitar, distant vocals, and a sci-fi epic’s worth of synthesizers.

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Paula Kelley – Blinking As The Starlight Burns Out (Wharf Cat)
It’s more ’70s than ’90s but the Drop Nineteens singer-guitarist’s new solo album is a dreamy pleasure

Drop Nineteens’ follow-up to their excellent 2023 comeback, Hard Light, is due sometime this year, but for those who don’t want to wait, singer/guitarist Paula Kelley has just released her first solo album in 20 years. Paula the solo artist and Drop Nineteens orbit the same planet but are very different moons, with more of an emphasis here on classic songwriting and a palette that pulls as much from the ’70s as it does from the pages of late-’80s NME.

The album opens with “Party Line,” a magical Cocteau Twins-inspired dreampop number that holds you in suspended animation, staring into space with its washes of guitar and spun-sugar vocals, but then Kelley shifts gears. Most of Blinking As The Starlight Burns Out is piano-based and could’ve been made by The Carpenters, Todd Rundgren, or ABBA — albeit with hazy, slightly tripped-out sonics.

It’s an impressive, enjoyable album that might not be what some are expecting, but it’s worth sticking with through to the end. Those wanting more “dream” than “pop,” and more songs like “Party Line,” will have to wait until her other band finish up in the studio.

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New German Cinema – Pain Will Polish Me (Felte)
The Fear of Men singer dips into gothy synthpop on her solo debut

Fear of Men have only released one song in the last 10 years, so it’s nice to have Jess Weiss back with a new album under her New German Cinema moniker. We’re not so far away from the dark textures of Fear of Men’s last album, 2014’s Loom, but on Pain Will Polish Me, Jess is in more pure synthpop territory. The gothy type, of course, and if you like mid-’80s Depeche Mode or more modern acts like Trentemøller, the black mascara runs deep here and with song titles like “Swirling Pain” and “Being Dead” you can almost hear it without listening to it.

That’s not a bad thing. The production is enveloping and if you are a “I wear black on the outside because black is how I feel on the inside” kind of person, Pain Will Polish Me pushes all the right buttons, and some of the sonic touches also feel akin to groups like Front 242 or The Neon Judgment. Best song here is “My Mistake,” a duet with Merchandise’s Carson Cox, that is almost like The Human League’s “Don’t You Want Me” by way of Stevie Nicks & Tom Petty’s “Stop Draggin’ My Heart Around.” With Merchandise mostly quiet for a decade, might I ask for more where this came from?

Against the Dying of the Light by José González

José González – Against the Dying of the Light (Mute)
Another lovely record from this Swedish singer-songwriter who has carved out his own distinctive space in the folk world

Swedish singer-songwriter José González first got noticed in the mid-’00s for his covers of songs like The Knife’s “Heartbeats,” Massive Attack’s “Teardrop,” and Kylie Minogue’s “Hand on Your Heart” — all rendered in his delicate but lightly distorted, fingerpicked nylon-string guitar style — but his own songs are just as impactful. He says the compositions on his fifth solo album are a reflection on humanity: “Who we are — tribes of sentient apes with stories that are sometimes incompatible with each other and tools that could eventually lead to dystopia or extinction,” he says. “It’s also a reflection of how we create hurdles to human flourishing by stubbornly clinging to dogmatic ideologies, where people follow dudes who pretend to know shit they don’t.”

It’s heavy stuff — the kind that practically comes with a bibliography — but González is also hopeful that we can see past current world leaders, tech bros, and the encroachment of AI and figure a way out of the mess. The melodies are bright, and his guitar playing remains as expressive and inviting as ever.

“Fear turns to glass inside the stream / The brighter fire was always within the dream,” he sings on “Joy (Can’t Help But Sing),” following with, “The dawn hasn’t changed / A thousand lights dissolve the gray.” Even when staring into the abyss, González is still looking for the light.

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Butler, Blake & Grant – Murmurs (355 Recordings)
Suede, Teenage Fanclub and Love and Money walk into a bar…a new album of old songs comes out

Former Suede guitarist Bernard Butler, Teenage Fanclub’s Norman Blake, and James Grant (Love and Money) first got together post-pandemic when they were all invited to play a show in Scotland. They got on so well they formed Butler, Blake & Grant, released their self-titled debut in 2025, and are already back with a follow-up. Murmurs was recorded in Blake’s studio, but unlike their eponymous debut — which featured mostly new material — this one pulls from the trio’s respective catalogs, plus a cover of “Good Times,” written by Ben Gibbard for The Monkees’ 2016 comeback album. As an album, Murmurs probably makes more sense as a live experience, where you’d get to watch three masters of song trading favorites on stage, but hearing them harmonize is still pretty sweet.

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INDIE BASEMENT CLASSIC – Suede – Coming Up (Nude/Sony, 1996)
Suede not only survived the exit of guitarist Bernard Butler, they made the biggest album — and arguably best — album of their career.

Before they had even released a single, UK weekly music mag Melody Maker declared Suede “The Best New Band in Britain” in 1992, and singer Brett Anderson and guitarist Bernard Butler were being hailed as the successors to Morrissey and Marr. The band largely lived up to the hype, with their fantastic 1993 self-titled debut going to #1 on the UK album charts, while still saving some of their best material for b-sides. Sadly, the Anderson/Butler partnership fractured during the making of their somewhat bloated second album, Dog Man Star, and Butler left before it was finished.

That would’ve been the end for most bands — especially one built around such a hyped songwriting duo — but Suede soldiered on. Anderson, bassist Mat Osman, and drummer Simon Gilbert added two new members: Richard Oakes, who went from teenage superfan to guitarist, and keyboardist Neil Codling. Both brought considerable songwriting ability with them. After sitting out the 1995 Britpop gold rush, Suede made up for lost time with the most immediate, hook-filled album of their career. If Coming Up was dumbed down just a little, it more than made up for it with banger after banger.

Debuting at #1 in the UK, Coming Up is pure glammy pleasure, with production once again by Ed Buller (who helmed their first two albums) that felt modern without slapping a giant sell-by date on it. Oakes was a riff factory, and the hooks here are undeniable. Five of the album’s 10 songs were singles, all hitting the UK Top 10: irresistible rockers “Trash,” “Beautiful Ones” (the album’s best song), “Lazy,” and the hard-charging “Filmstar,” plus the gorgeous, melancholic ballad “Saturday Night.” The rest of Coming Up is nearly as strong, especially “The Chemistry Between Us,” which could’ve easily been a single.

Suede never topped this during their original run — things had gone south by 1999’s Head Music, and the less said about 2002’s A New Morning the better — but they’ve had a very strong second act, including 2025’s excellent Antidepressants. As much as I love their self-titled debut, song for song, hook for hook, riff for riff, it’s hard to argue against Coming Up.

MORE: Myself and fellow BV editors Andrew and Dave are talking about other 1996 classics on the BV Weekly podcast.

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