Blog - Tag: Album

Uncut Review | Lazarus and The Plane Crash | Horseplay | ****

27 Sep 2011 - 00:00

Stephen Coates – aka The Real Tuesday Weld – is generally known for his artful rewiring of antique swing 78′s, so the opening track of his soundtrack to Glen Duncan’s novel, a blood-curdling, throat-shedding howlin’ wolfman blues, is something of a departure. Elsewhere “Love Lust Money”, “The Hunt” and “Tear Us Apart” propose a flappertronic marriage between 1920′s darling Anita Loos and the Pet Shop Boys’ Neil Tennanant.

Crammed Discs Review | The Real Tuesday Weld | Songs for The Last Werewolf

11 Sep 2011 - 00:00

The Real Tuesday Weld's album 'The Last Werewolf' takes Glen Duncan's novel as the backdrop for a widescreen emotional cabaret tailor-made for the iTunes generation, for the album is both a high-concept soundtrack plus a diverse playlist for the eclectic of ear and heart, all held within the band's own genre 'Antique Beat'.

Pitchfork Review | The Real Tuesday Weld | The London Book of The Dead

10 Dec 2007 - 00:00

"...strikingly old-fashioned arrangements and the production and songwriting updating them still make for some unusual and rewarding juxtapositions."

Pitchfork Review | The Real Tuesday Weld | The Return of The Clerkenwell Kid

13 Sep 2005 - 00:00
The Return of The Clerkenwell Kid

“Return revisits a baker's dozen of tracks from the Weld's 2001 debut, Where Psyche Meets Cupid, albeit with fresh recordings and a smattering of, ahem, real new material. Also recurring is Coates' self-described "antique beat" style, which in itself mingles the long-ago with the recent: Twenties and '30s music-hall and Tin Pan Alley (via "When I'm Sixty-Four", Village Green-preserving Kinks, or tourmate/fan Stephin Merritt of Magnetic Fields) with copious sampling and light, pastoral electronics of the Saint Etienne school.

Pitchfork Review | The Real Tuesday Weld | I, Lucifer

20 Apr 2004 - 00:00
I' Lucifer by The Real Tuesday Weld

With I, Lucifer, Coates, under nom-de-chanson (The Real) Tuesday Weld, draws the listener deep into a scratchy, sepia-toned fantasy that first suggests the gap between boozy, swinging ragtime, sophisticated lounge poetics, and innovative beat technique, then bridges it in one swooning swoop.

Pitchfork Review | The Real Tuesday Weld | Where Psyche Meets Cupid

15 Feb 2002 - 00:00
Where Psyche Meets Cupid

”In a quixotic attempt to recapture the wafting and ephemeral quality of the prohibition-day records he was exposed to in his youth, Coates has tacked big band samples onto electronic beats and backgrounds, laying down breathy vocals and glib lyrics over the hybrid. And in the end, Where Psyche Meets Cupid is a 15-track concept album of stuff that, surprisingly, doesn't suck.”

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