Asian Dub Foundation -- Enemy Of The Enemy

I love Asian Dub Foundation, pictured above. I love that they fund community music projects with their own royalties. I love their aggression and their passion.

The samples on their albums sound fresh and vibrant, not like the tired and clichd samples so many rappers resort to.

I love their confrontational stance on racism, domestic violence within the Asian community, asylum seekers and anti-globalisation protestors.

If you like music with real attitude then look no further. The lyrics can become leaden, but the rhythm and pure energy drives the message home. Asian Dub Foundation play Leeds Metropolitan University on February 25 and are part of a New Britain, make sure you are too.

Antony Silson

Erlend Oye -- Unrest

From the country that famously achieved nil point in a long gone Eurovision Song Contest comes Erlend Oye.

Ghost Train opens Unrest, sounding like Kraftwerk with a Moby vocal, and for the next 45 minutes it's more of the same. Sudden Rush sounds like a poor man's Pet Shop Boys and the worst track, Every Party has a Winner and a Loser, bringing back memories of the 1997 atrocity that was White Town's Your Woman.

Norway's reputation for producing nothing spectacular in the music world, with the possible exception of A-Ha, remains splendidly intact and I have no hesitation in awarding this monstrosity nil point.

Erlend Oye, pictured above, showcases his songs on Wednesday at Manchester University and Thursday at Leeds Rocket.

Graham Scaife

Teenage Fanclub - 4,766 Seconds

What a disappointment, having been familiar with only two Teenage Fanclub songs, Sparky's Dream and Radio, I was really looking forward to hearing this "definitive collection".

Twenty-one songs from the bands 13-year career, and every one sounds just like the one before it.

The style of playing doesn't change over the entire 4,766 seconds of the album. I'd love the band to "rock out" but the tempo remains at the same slow pace.

Only on Radio does the tempo rise, but even then the vocals remain too delicate: if only vocalist Norman Blake would get angry about something and have a good old rant and rave.

Graham Scaife