(Andy Synn catches you upon four meaty underground morsels from April)
Finally accepting that I/we would never cover most – let alone all – of the new releases each month/year was extremely liberating.
It meant that I could feel more comfortable just writing about whatever artists/albums caught my eye/ear, for whatever reason, with the hope that some of my compatriots would catch some of the stuff I missed, and the understanding that certain records are probably going to get enough coverage elsewhere that it won’t make a huge difference if none of us get around to covering them.
Sacrificing quantity for quality also means that you are – hopefully – going to get better, and more insightful, results from each review (something which, let’s be honest, those sites publishing 50+ reviews a week probably aren’t giving you) though I can’t necessarily guarantee that due to lack of time/sleep/mental capacity.
But, I promise, I’m going to try my best, which today means examining four very different albums from four very different bands.