The Milk – I Need Your Love

Top new retro soul tune taken from this now well established band’s fourth album ‘Borderlands’. The only thing that gets in the way of music that references another era is if the style outweighs the substance but if, as is very much the case here, the backbone is a great song then things really do start to happen. I first caught sound of The Milk back in 2012 when their anger fuelled ‘Broke Up The Family’ really spoke to a personal situation unfolding for me at the time but real class tends to be permanent and thirteen years later, here they are proving to be one still tasty milk that has definitely not gone off with time.

Natalie Bergman – Dance

Add this insistent little beast to the quite fertile crop of grainy, sixties go-go inspired alternative girl pop splendour currently abounding, most recently witnessed here in the hands of Lael Neale. The thing I cannot escape with Bergman’s music is that underlying current of sorrow and melancholic reflection which even manages to seep through on a groove driven dance number like this one. Delve deeper into her back story and some unspeakably tragic events are not too far from the surface, events which she was working through during the healing hymns of her last album ‘Mercy’ but here the life and light at the end of that tunnel feels like it is within touching distance. New album ‘My Home Is Not In This World’ is coming soon on Third Man Records.

Richard Dawson – More Than Real

Speaking of hymns, this really does have that sombre meditative quality that prompts a listener to stop and just listen, to absorb and reflect. Taken from Richard’s latest album ‘End of the Middle’ released on Weird World / Domino which to these ears is a work of outsider genius. Richard’s style is akin to that of a primitive painter, you know the kind that get dismissed by people saying “I could do that”, but his uninhibited melodic lines and wayward form defying structures cut straight to both the minutiae and emotional core of everyday and, as in this song, overwhelming real life traumas and situations. I find it impossible not to be moved by the identifiable realities he touches upon in his work and believe him to be a genuine national treasure.

Jorja Smith – The Way I Love You

A real change of pace with this one and the first of this weeks new music recommendations that could be placed in terms of its club friendly sound alone in the modern era. I feel that there is a lot of new R&B with roots and echoes in urban grime culture that loses me with an over produced, all-too-clean sheen airbrushing out a lot of the human heartbeat that makes soul music so special. But there are artists for whom that complaint does not apply and Jorja Smith is one, even with the face-slapping, bass driven, studio template this track is built around. There is still that jazzy voice carrying it, the punch and pull of Jorja’s authentic, un-contrived personality pumping everything that you hear which all serve to make this tune impossible to ignore.

The Horsenecks – Baker City Blues

This duo are an Oregon based husband and wife duo comprising Gabrielle Macrae (fiddle, guitar, bass, vocals) and Barry Southern (banjo, guitar, dobro, vocals) and they play an old time fiddle and bluegrass grain of country-folk. So much of the new music I feature these days might have a style that harks back to a long gone era (like the old soul sounds of this weeks opener or the many sixties garage and psych bands I play) but the thing that always bumps an act up into current relevance is if they are creating something wholly new and original within that framework. That is what the Horsenecks do here, playing a classic sounding tune newly written by Macrae which also appears as the opening track on their forthcoming ‘In The West’ album released on Tiki Parlour Recordings.

Robert Forster – Strawberries

I have just returned from a couple of days of rural escape in North Norfolk during which a meal in a village pub was rendered excruciating by an entitled, middle-class family invading the dining space of everyone else in the room due to their need to set up a phone tripod and film themselves dining and playing cards for Instagram, wilfully unaware as to their invasiveness on the evening of others. They even roped in bar staff to take photos. The mother spent so much time exacting her camera angles and poses that none of her meal was spent actually interacting with her own children, one of whom felt the need to apologise on his mothers behalf to an elderly couple and attempt to explain to them what Instagram is. Anyway, I say all this because this charming new film by Robert Forster and his partner does nothing more than address the very middle class problem of identifying the person who ate all the delicious strawberries. It is delightfully charming and I could not wipe off the cheery smile it put on my face, taken from Forster’s new album on Tapete Records.