EWAN CAMERON witnesses a political farce that lacks a clear message
TRANSFORMING a small-scale venue into a mock arena, Liverpool’s Zuzu is a whirling dervish as she fills the tiny space with sonic wonders, bon mots, some great guitar and rocking tunes.
Squeezed centre stage in geeky glasses and backed by a guitarist, bass player and drummer, Zuzu wears her Liverpudlian roots on her sleeve and it shows — there are shades of Liverpool legends like The La’s or The Zutons in her music.
But it’s not just the north that gets a look in — there’s a good dose of Kate Nash-style observation and even some of the quirky commentary of New Zealand’s Princess Chelsea, all while Zuzu’s voice remains constant, loud, proud and Liverpool to the core.
New releases from The Jayhawks, Primal Scream, and Max Subar
MIK SABIERS revels in a band that ploughs an idiosyncratic furrow of expletive laden, guitar-driven alt rock
WILL STONE applauds a comprehensive survey of love in its many moods and musical forms
The Bard commutes to work for the first time in 45 years



