Kraftwerk TV appearance, 1970
Kraftwerk weren’t always the sleek man machine we know and love today. This issue, we’re looking back to a rare live TV appearance by the band in 1970 and catching a glimpse of Neu!’s Klaus Dinger on drums
Timmy Mallett, Tony the Tiger, Jesus
Our resident columnist Fat Roland remembers the time he met one of the guys from Orbital, his all-time favourite band. Except he doesn't actually remember it because his brain was full of drugs, absinthe and, er, farm animals
The Associates: 18-Carat Love Affair
Arty new wave outsiders who became unlikely pop stars, The Associates shook the 80s firmly by its lacy lapels. Three decades on, bandmates Alan Rankine and Michael Dempsey try to make some sense of it all…
’Close To The Noise Floor’: The Robots Speak
There was no single unifying event for the formative UK electronica scene, no point when something suddenly clicked, no precise year zero moment. But there was a bunch of like-minded souls beavering away in what they thought was their own little void, unaware there were others just like them all over the country. We talk to seven of the artists featured on the ’Close To The Noise Floor’ box set and get their big bang stories
Nisennenmondai: Hashtag Innovation
Take Japanese noiseniks-turned-minimalists Nisennenmondai. Add a big dollop of On-U production wizard Adrian Sherwood. The result is ‘#N/A’, an album where human frailty meets precision engineering
Melbourne Electronic Sound Studio: Dance This Mess Around
Welcome to the Melbourne Electronic Sound Studio, a gobsmacking collection of synths that is plugging Australia’s electronic music scene into the grid. Don't touch that dial!
Karl Bartos: Phone Ohm
The rise of tech and how we use it to communicate is the central focus of Karl Bartos’ debut solo album from 2003. We connect with the former Kraftwerker to talk about the welcome reissue of the record
Beth Orton: Roots And Branches
The original folktronica trailblazer has really cranked up the ’tronica for her excellent new album, ‘Kidsticks’. Will the real Beth Orton please stand up?