After gallivanting across the country and sunning it up on her holidays (alright for some!).. FINALLY Wonky is back to bring some coooorking summer anthems to the big gay dancefloor…… yeeehhhh

Wonky favourite Ladyhawke is back after four years with new album Anxiety, chock full of her signature synth and dressed up electronic beats. Simple lyrics, with catchy melodies that will get stuck in your head. A carefree summer feel to almost every song, musically it’s the closest thing to wearing sunglasses in a nightclub.

Listen to ‘Sunday Drive’ when you can turn it up loud then pretend to play all of the instruments at once. Air everything until you fall over.

Listen to ‘Blue Eyes’ if you’re rubbish at remembering words – the chorus is “nah nah na na nahh”. Simples.

Listen to ‘Vanity’ when you’re ironically preening yourself ready for a night out.

I give this a “get the drinks in, it’s time to dance!” out of 10.

Ladyhawke – Sunday Drive


It’s Saturday 5th.. Which means it’s Wonkday!
Tomorrow we’ll moan about being hungover, but………

Tonight we Wonk!

It turns out Brightoners Blood Red Shoes can’t be that bored by the sea, as they’ve been busy whipping up third album In Time To Voices and are now gallivanting around the UK and Europe to tour it.

First impression: They’ve toned things down quite a bit, opting for a more sing’y and less shout’y approach which is always fine by me as I like words and hearing them. Knowing exactly what’s said is just a bonus. The album’s actually quite relaxed and melodic which I wasn’t expecting. I think there was almost definitely a keyboard and an acoustic guitar at some point…! Blood Red Who? One thing, there’s a LOT of backing vocal fillers throughout the album… More ooohs and ahhhs than I was expecting, like on almost every song. But it works, so whatevs. Plus it means Laura-Mary sings more, which is great because she has a sexy voice.

Track that I’ll almost certainly always fast-forward: ‘Je Me Perds’ (Great song but it sticks out like a sore thumb)

Track I’d want to hear every morning on the shower radio, if I had one, which sadly I don’t: In Time to Voices (in particular; her voice)

Track that actually makes me feel a serious feeling: ‘Slip Into Blue’ (pretty melodies, great harmonies and some unexpected key changes… three things I’m a sucker for)

I give this a “breaks no new ground, but it’s a happy return” out of 10.

They’re playing at Trinity Arts Centre in Bristol on Tuesday May 1st. Call 01179 299 008 for tickets. We’ve got ours already.

Blood Red Shoes – Stop Kicking


Well whodathought, Santigold is back with a new album!

She’s been hanging out with Karen O, TV On The Radio and the Beastie Boys to name but a few. Even had a little name change (were you a bit confused too?!). It’s been absolutely yonks since she released her debut ‘Santogold’ way back in 2008 and we gotta say, we’ve missed her.

She returns with her echoing pop, an army of reggae beats and creeping guitars. Album pleasers are the legendary David Sitek produced ‘Fame‘, ‘Pirate In The Water‘ and ‘Go!’.

Santigold – Go (feat. Karen O)

Santigold – Pirate In The Water


Can’t seem to scrub this out of our heads / cd cases.

Ruddy hell, how fit is that poster?! River’s looking mighty quiffy if I do say… but I digress!

Saturday April 7th – it’s Wonky.

You might hear Interpol next to Erasure next to New Order next to SBTRKT.
It’s all good fun.

Where can you hear Prince next to Cut Copy next to M83 next to Jay-Z next to Pixies?
On the Wonky dancefloor of course, you drunky monkey!

Everyone’s welcome! gay/trans/bi/straight/queer/whatever!
Dress up for dancing and we’ll ruin your dancing shoes.


Late summer in 2010 and a video drops on YouTube with cut-and-paste clips of movie sequences, paparazzi shots and fuzzy home videos. A young girl with model good looks sings in a husky yet delicate voice, cooing a dreamy story about her video gaming bad boy lover. “I heard that you like the bad girls honey, is that true?” The whispering melody and Del Rey’s good looks attracted millions of views.

It became the talk of the town. The town being the internet and it’s people being swarms of bloggers.

A record deal and another single release later, ‘Born To Die’ and we have an album in our hands. A girl from New York’s dreams have become reality. But has Del Rey struck a backlash already?

Critics scoffed up her awkward performance on one of America’s most watched TV shows, ‘Saturday Night Live’. As a shy girl swirled and hunched in an odd way across the screen with slightly plumper lips. “They’re fake”, people shouted. Haters pursued to hate, Hipsters tore apart her lyrics and over analysed every word she’d ever whispered into a recording device.

But what’s at the foundation of all this drama? What’s the album like?

Well, actually, much the same as the first three songs we’ve already heard. Described by her management – much to Del Rey’s dislike – as a gangster Nancy Sinatra, though it seems the most fitting way of describing her sound. Her songs are melodically and thematically romantic. Tinkering between the happy side of bliss and painfully, discomforting heart-ache. The sound of Philadelphia’s Orchestra against hip-hop beats are a smart match, adding more so to that ‘vintage’ sound that has become her niche.

Del Rey’s inspirations are listed as Elvis, Kurt Cobain, Frank Sinatra, Bob Dylan and Eminem. All the greats in their own field of genre.

The best thing I have to say about Lana Del Rey is not the admiration I have for her while she stands elegantly facing toward an online bullying campaign against her. It’s not the way she accidentally swears live on air in the middle of interviews (she’s no robot pop princess). It’s not ‘how she made it’. It’s her lyrics. She can write. I mean really write! She has the ability that so few can do without an army of poets.

Enchanting, eloquent, charming, romantic and honest.

So is Lana the indie version of Rebecca Black or is she yet another manufactured mannequin record-exec bosses invented on Adele’s winter hiatus? Does it matter?! There are always going to be the self proclaimed ‘cool kids’ who want to dislike the material and say they were there at the beginning. It comes with the territory. Something Del Rey is having to learn fast.

Personally, I’m going to take a tip from Lana and put on my rose shaped glasses and press replay.

“He got a soul as sweet as blood red jam / and he knows me, he shows me, every inch of my tar black soul” – Off To The Races

Where can you hear Peaches next to The Kills next to Missy Elliot next to Pulp next to Digitalism?
On the Wonky dancefloor of course, you silly sausage!

Everyone’s welcome! gay/trans/bi/straight/queer/whatever!
Dress up for dancing and we’ll ruin your dancing shoes :)