Forgive the constant references to domestic business at Uncut these past few days, but it’s been hard to review much music when we’ve been in the throes of moving office. We’re now firmly established in our luxurious new building just behind the Tate Modern, and have spent the morning trying to understand the new phones and get used to the decor: roughly MODE magazine, redesigned by IKEA, but a damn sight nicer than our old place.

Our state-of-the-art sound system with speakers built into the roof or something hasn’t turned up yet, so we’ve plugged in our old stereo just behind the artroom. I’m trying to hear stuff through a wall of packing crates, so attention to detail won’t be great today, but I can recommend the forthcoming reissue of White Noise‘s “An Electric Storm”, which is basically Delia Derbyshire from the BBC Radiophonic Workshop alongside David Vorhaus and Brian Hodgson, producing an intense proto-electronic black mass. The orgy bit on (I think) “My Game Of Loving” went down particularly badly with our new neighbours from marketing, but it sounded great to me; another one of those bands like The United States Of America and Elephant’s Memory who were clearly a big influence on Stereolab and, especially, Broadcast.

I’ve also given a play to “The Great Koonaklaster Speaks”, a new John Fahey tribute album, which sounded pretty good, with plenty of brackish drone and fluid fingerpicking from Michael Hurley, Badgerlore(one of Ben Chasny‘s projects) and the always wonderful Jack Rose. I’ll try and write more about this one in the next week or two.

I’ll also try and write more about David Ackles, since Rob Smyth pulled me up on rerunning an old piece on Ackles’ first album. Fair point, Rob: bear with me and I’ll get there, all being well.