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singles - july 2006
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I'm not sure I fully get what The Sleep Jackson are all about. In fact
I'm not sure I get it at all. Some kind of Beach Boys/Neil Diamond
crossover? Intriguing and sublimely produced with big vocal choruses that
compliment the string arrangements fantastically.
www.sleepyjackson.com
SB The Sleepy Jackson – “God Lead Your Soul”
Notorious taskmaster Luke Steele
returns after a three year absence and it wouldn’t be unfair to expect
something spectacular given that length of time. On first listen, this
didn’t grab me but subsequent airings proved more rewarding. It sounds a lot
like the old stuff, only with more money chucked at it; lush string
arrangements and soaring harmonies being very much the order of the day.
Hardly comeback single of the year though, more of an album track, but a
grower all the same.
www.thesleepyjackson.com
Watch video to 'God
Lead Your Soul'
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Hate Me is an unreasonably upbeat song about the disintegration of an
already fractious relationship. There is rarely anything impressive or
virtuous about being melancholy in music or otherwise, but the flagrant
trumpet flurries and chunky guitar work yield a bright, summery feel to an
otherwise drab song.
At the midpoint of the song, the music and lyrics
fall away to allow the trumpet to take precedence in what ultimately
sounds like a fairly tepid nod towards to the sound of Miles Davies. The
solo may have its shortcomings, but it does lead to a heartfelt crescendo
and the song ends on a high.
Girls and Weather is almost to be taken as a comedy
song, as the singer, Charles Waller believes that both girls and the
English weather are conspiring against him. A few of the lines are witty
and to some degree, tragically charming ‘she’s filing me under waste of
space/ she walks away and down comes the rain’. Waller tackles his
complex problems by stating jovially that he’ll get himself a big
umbrella.
Both songs on this single are quaint and to an extent fun. But will the
Rumble Strips make any lasting impression in the great scheme of things? I
find their music fairly enlightening, but it’s certainly throwaway. Good
for a few listens, but with so many bands doing similar things, I’m afraid
they have a sound that’s likely to be forgotten in the not-too distant
future. 
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A highly produced mixture of samples, breakbeats,
soporific bass guitar and some pithy lyrics from Londoner Jamie T. His
rapping voice has a really pleasing lilt to it occasionally breaking into
proper singing - hellfire. Think Goldie Lookin Chain meets Psapp.
www.jamie-t.com
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This is the debut single from Tapes n Tapes a band who
initially self released their debut record over in the states and caused
such a buzz it feels like they should have been around for an age already.
Following a rave pitchfork review and a swell in sales XL have now taken the
reins for the boys and we now have the worldwide release.
A-side ‘Insistor’ is an Americana tinged indie song
that pumps along nicely and has elements of Modest Mouse and The Shins about
it. Its all fuzz and charm and you cant help but feel that as proficient as
it is it sounds, it should have come out about three years ago. B-side
‘Crazy Eights’ is probably the better track here with its repetitive blues
inflected riffs complimented by simple melodies. Again though it does leave
you thinking, ‘so why all the fuss?’. The jury is most definitely still out
on Tapes n Tapes.

Luke Drozd |
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Hey hey - I've used that ¡
symbol so many times now I have finally worked out how to get it. A
fantastic return from the Russia with '18' which sees all the trademark
slashing guitars, reliable bass, kick ass drumming and Tom's banshee wails.
A tinkly xylophone chorus only adds to the fantasticness of this single. I'd
have I ever mentioned how fantastic a name this band have. Really? No. Good
on 'em I say - I wish them all the luck in the world with this single.
www.forwardrussia.com
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Tapes ‘n’Tapes – Insistor (XL)
Yee-haw! It’s all spit and sawdust for T ‘n’ T with ‘Insistor’,
which makes you want to get off your horse and drink your milk. Remember the
Reverend Horton Heat, well think of a more sensitive version of that
particular freakshow and you’ll have the sound of this song, which whilst
being a charming enough tune, will probably come across better live. Go and
see them at your nearest rodeo.
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What's starts out sounding like a lot of cliched electro/new wave stuff
'of the moment' actually flourishes into something far interesting than a
few guys with angular haircuts and an attitude. 'Impressions' has a
relentless two step beat and a very 80's synth sound but the rest of the
track has an alarmingly stark and punkish feel that really makes you sit up
and take note. B-side 'Give Up' is an even more uncomfortable listen. But
despite being a little uncomfortable they are also strangely compelling,
like staring into the abyss.
www.fakeproductrecords.com
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Following on from the deserved success of their latest
full length ‘Feels’ Animal Collective re-release the three track single
‘Grass’ but this time with a DVD of videos to accompany it.
Title track ‘Grass’ is what pop music would sound like
if it was released into the wild, forced to fend for itself, found true love
but was then wrenched from its new idyllic life by crazed music moguls. It’s
a wildly infectious piece full of yelps and hollers offset by beautiful
melodies and hooks and is like pure joy on record.
The two b-sides, both previously unreleased, continue
to showcase just why Animal Collective are beginning to get the recognition
they deserve. ‘Must Be Treeman’ is a glitching, ambient number covered
in shrouded programmatic noises and high pitch vocals whereas ‘Fickle Cycle’
is a more straightforward but no less potent affair full of rhythm and
energy.
Add to this the DVD videos which include the
wonderfully twisted Tortoise and Hare video for ‘You Could Win A Rabbit’ as
well as an audio collage of Animal Collective tracks and live footage from
Gang Gang Dance’s Brian DeGraw and its fair to say we’re being a little
spoilt by what is sure to the band of the summer.

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A
not too well hidden reference to one of the band's favourite songs is the
reason behind their name. Which is fair enough. But the hero worship does
not seem to stop there. While it is true there are glimpses of another beast
within as the guitars in 'Does it Say Doormat on Me Back?' caterwaul like
vintage Mercury Rev, much of the rest of these two tracks actually
feels like a parody of the Artic Monkeys hammed up by a pub tribute band.
Play for a year, split up, rename your band then record another album and
see where it all ends up...
www.myspace.com/themardybums
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This is the third single taken from Celebration’s
eponymous debut album, following ‘War’ which I scribbled something about a
few months ago. I’m always slightly puzzled my singles taken from albums to
be honest, it almost seems to say “well you could buy the whole album, but
really these are the only tracks actually worth listening to”. Presumably
it’s a cynical attempt from record labels to wring more money from train
spotter type fans who want the b-sides, live tracks or what not.
Putting reservations about the format aside though ‘New
Skin’ is quite similar to their last single ‘War’. Foot-tapping stuff,
crazed keyboard, spasmodic drumming and scratchy guitars. Not bad at all.
The B-side ‘Fools Gold’ is a more sombre effort, with Katrina Ford’s vocals
being very similar to those of Portishead’s Beth Gibbons. As with ‘War’,
‘New Skin’ is good enough to make me want to listen to the album (which due
to extreme laziness I haven’t got round to), but not outstanding. 
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I've never yet found an Australian acoustic
driven band which has really kept me interested past 30 seconds with their
trite lyrics and earnest vocals. This is no exception.
SB |
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If shoegazing, dreampop – call it what you will – is
making a comeback, then hurrah for that. Sennen, who, I imagine, have taken
their name from the Ride song of the same name, make some beautifully hazy,
lazy pop much in the same vein as mid-period Ride come to think of it. ‘Let
You Down’ builds and builds with some heavily effected guitars and sweet
vocals and is quite the thing of beauty. Start looking at your shoes,
comrades – the fringes are approaching.
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After getting over the initial
disappointment of realising this track was called 'Kneel' and not 'Knee!' a
most beautiful orchestral track unfolded before me. Unrushed and
uncomplicated. the vocal harmonies of Nathan Altice and Amber Blankenship
are very reminiscent of Hush the Many and the strings build up to just the
right moment with an uplifting crescendo. B-side 'Stones, Knives and Curses'
has a Twin Peaks feel about it, uniquely American but equally as gorgeous as
'Kneel'. Quite simply essential listening.
www.myspace.com/thesilenttype
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Is it my limited knowledge of the
genre that is post-rock that keeps me referencing the same bands? Well, here
we go again…
Actually, I liked this 18-minute
track. The first third sounds like Explosions in the Sky’s interpretation of
Godspeed You Black Emperor’s “Lift Your Skinny Fists…” followed by some deft
piano work and a nod to Do Make Say Think in the closing sections. Doesn’t
sound like Mogwai though. Or Slint. Umm…think I’ve covered everyone there.
Ambitious, imaginative, well-played
and, above all, promising stuff, packaged in the best artwork I’ve yet seen
for a demo. Right, I’m off to do my research so’s I don’t get caught out
next time.
www.myspace.com/constanzatheband
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What the hell is this? I'm
hearing a whole load of hand claps coming on. I'm seeing mucho polka dotted
dresses and beehive hair. It can only be The Pipettes (presumably named as
small Pips rather than after a piece of equipment used in secondary school
chemistry labs across the land). I'm far too old for this overtly optimistic
and light hearted frippery but I can imagine the boy Metcalf bobbing his
quiff and grooving his trainers along to this.
www.thepipettes.co.uk
Watch video to 'Pull
Shapes'
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The world domination continues for MSTU. ‘Science’ is a
gently lilting torch song with a recorder solo half way through. But I can
forgive them that for being so life-affirmingly fantastic. Meanwhile, whislt
‘Science’ is great on its own, this single boasts two wonderful b-sides.
‘Happiness’ is so coquettish that Nat’ll get a reputation for herself if
she’s not careful. Then there’s ‘Florence’ is decidedly funky, in a loose
C-86 way. I love this band. So should you.
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I think I've seen Buen Chico
play at the Vine in Leeds and wasn't very impressed (though admittedly the
sound was bobbins). But this single is what it is all about - beautifully
capturing their surf pop sound with all its precision and boundless energy.
They seem to have effortlessly subsumed lots of influences from their Leeds
contemporaries - The Lodger, bits of Forward, Russia, the Pigeon Detectives
- and rolled them into their own unique sound. And they sent me a lovely
badge too - splendid.
www.buenchico.com
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I have this lot pinned down as
Fugazi wannabes from the slashing guitars, rat-a-tat drums and
speak-y/shout-y vocals that comprise multi-sectioned opener “Death’s Head
March”. “Lights Out” is more of the same…hmm, the vocals are rather grating.
Ok, so we all know Ian McKaye can’t sing for shit but there’s no need to ape
your idols so slavishly.
And yet…there’s a brief acoustic
interlude, followed by piano and electric guitar buzzing in the background.
Ok, the singer actually can’t sing for real, and the lyrics are so obtuse as
to be irrelevant, but the pained and strained voice kind of works. I like
this side of them the best.
www.thefurioussleep.com
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Why is it that
metal bands stick resolutely within their own little niche in terms of
presenting themselves? Or is it that their various marketing folks only see
this music appealing to a very small demographic of black-wearing, gothic
script-writing necromaniacs? And I see from the band shot that the undercut
haircut is still alive and well in rock circles.
All of which detracts from the fact that this is really one hell of an
effort in terms of power and punch. The guitar riffs are laid on heavier
than lead Vitalite and the vocal screams manage to fluctuate with ease
between guttural howls and power rock. The overall dynamics outstrip the
general song writing but then that is almost unavoidable, like the
proverbial using a sledgehammer to break an egg. I would be very scared
about watching a Lynchpin gig.
www.lynchpinmusic.com
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A pleasant enough anthem from Shack. This is, no doubt,
the sort of thing that Noel Gallagher would love to be able to write, but
can’t because he’s not good enough. Shack may be older than the older thing
in the world, and as ugly as a genital wart, but that’s never seemed to stop
them being criminally ignored. I doubt this’ll change anything, but they’ve
won a small corner of my heart.
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While being touted as
'distilling the best elements of Flaming Lips, The Sleepy Jackson and
Sparklehorse' - all of which could be paraphrased to me as 'dull', The
Electric Cinema hold a little sparkle of promise and classic indie Britpop.
'Heat Exchange' has a slightly northern feel about it which is odd with the
band being from London, but then what exactly is a 'northern feel'? I mean a
kind of kitchen sink melodrama and a concentration on compositions and
performance more than polished production. Not that the production is bad -
just simple. Any way you look at it - it's pretty good but stops short of
making you want to jump up and hug someone.
www.myspace.com/electriccinema
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Don’t get too excited old timers, but it’s Jim Reid
from the JAMC! But don’t get too excited because this is a very lame affair.
It’s the sort of thing that Primal Scream stick on the b-sides of their
piss-poor singles these days. It’s even got a terribly bluesy guitar solo in
the middle, and what sounds like someone playing a Casio with their eyes
closed. Awful, really.
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Although I struggled with a full album of
Declan O'Rourke, this abridged version is far more palatable and features
his wonderfully languid vocals style and some superb guitar work. Which is a
good job as it goes some way to make up for terrible lines like 'Last night
in dream, Sarah came to me across the flower beds of destiny' - what is that
hippy shit all about? And the bizarre assertion in the press release that
the 'Sarah' that O'Rourke is singing about is about one of the three Sarahs
that the average Briton knows. What next for O'Rourke a song about rats?
Ford Escorts? Which statistical anomaly is the next target? Leave the post
rationalisation and just enjoy the sublime guitar-vocal combination.
www.declanorourke.com
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Can’t decide whether this is
above-average punk rock or the kind of thing I’ve heard down the Bull & Gate
many, many times…maybe it’s both? The title track is the best, the sound and
chord progression bringing to mind Bob Mould’s early 90s outfit, Sugar; it’s
got attitude, too. “I Think You Got Me Wrong” is more of the same but less
memorable, mixing in a bit of early Manics, while “If” strives to be
anthemic in a Feeder kind of way without sounding as dire as that musical
equivalent of a jizz-filled gym sock. Hey, maybe these chaps could teach
Grant and co. a thing or two?
www.thecode555.com
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Holy crap. Ok - here's the low
down. 'Element' is really called 'Bimbo Jones'. Ben VP is actually Ben
Volpierre-Pierrot, the lead singer from Curiosity Killed the Cat. Was Ben
Volpierre-Pierrot his real name anyway? Seems unlikely. 'Name & Number',
therefore, is basically a remix of aforementioned band's main hit tune. By
Bimbo Jones (is that his real name too???). Either way, it's the treatment
of an otherwise decent track with a disco backing track to played in shit
clubs around the country, so it will sell thousands.
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Neither of these songs is called Able Goose Dam, the
terrors! 1888 play the sort of languid lounge pop that now and again
explodes, albeit very politely, into something quite nice indeed. It’s a
little bit jazzy, a little bit snazzy, a little bit spazzy, and I quite like
it. It’s also very American alt.rock, so if that things lubes your anus then
go and buy it at once.
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Uber cool Frenchies The Clerks
just can't stop themselves being, well, cool. A fourpiece with a greater
depth than their numbers would suggest, they display a self assured swagger
and mesmeric vocal melodies which mix male/female, singing/spoken word and
fast/slow vibes. Where 'The Dissidents' is a relentless assault, 'Still' is
a staccato attack on your ears, though strangely a little bit lumbering. But
The Clerks even do lumbering cooler than anyone else.
www.myspace.com/artgoespop
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There’s still no sign of that
reported hike in volume despite the quite verse/loud chorus dynamic being
very much in effect on this, the 2nd single release from the
Blanchard-approved “Mr Beast”. In fact, the interweaving guitar lines and
murmured vocals wouldn’t have sounded out of place on the last album…oh
well, that was good too so who’s complaining? The addition of two remixes
and two live tracks (“Like Herod” being especially fine) make this EP a bit
of a bargain.
www.mogwai.co.uk
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So another
venue dips its toe in the world of starting a record label. With the
Dykeenies, King Tut's seem to have sunk their lolly into a hybrid pop-punk-indie
hybrid guitar outfit who skate across the thin ice of a well, err, skated
pond. But there are catchy chanty choruses, choppy guitars, swirly synths
and every other incantation that you might have heard from Editors, The
Sunshine Underground, THe killers, Forward Russia etc all thrown into just
two songs. It must be hard trying to get your message across in a first
single where you want to make an immediate impression, an the initial
impulse must be to throw in as many tricks as you can. Personally I'd like
to hear this delivery tinned out and streamlined a listen to build on the
song writing a bit more.
www.myspace.com/gofindthedykeenies
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RAWK! The Drips’ singer has a voice like some heavy
duty Emery cloth, and ’16,16, Six’ makes out like an early-80s Clash song,
or something. It’s really not my cup of tea at all, but if you like your
jeans tight (and it seems everyone does nowadays) and your haircut vastly
overpriced, then The Drips are for you.
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The phoenix from the ashes of the now defunct A Day
Left, Vessels seem to have moved into the massive void in the Leeds 'scene'
left by the demise of The Dragon Rapide. I must have had this CD some weeks
but I wish I had listened to it sooner. 'The Beast' and 'Take it Outside'
manage to marry the choppy beats and time changes of That Fucking Tank and
then build out the sound with the flawless genius of the aforementioned
Dragon Rapide and These Monsters.
There is always the danger that this genre of music can wind up looking
firmly up its own arse. The secret to avoiding this is in giving it some
humility,a little bit of warmth and a definite direction so that the
compositions do not just become an exercise in the addition and subtraction
of different sound parts. 'Armed to the Teeth' does this admirably and picks
up where Chicago's Dreamend's 'As if By Ghosts' album left off (seek it out
- it's amazing).
At 5 and 8+ minutes, the final two tracks do make for more determined
listening -it's late and it's been a long day so I'll admit to not being at
the peak of my listening powers. But again the changing quiet-loud
crescendo-lull fast-slow dynamic is used to great effect to shock me back to
my senses. Music that feels like intermittently leaning your head out of the
window of a car driving at 70 mile an hour.
www.myspace.com/vesselsband
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For some reason, iTunes decided that
this was a gospel track called “My Peace” by Aaron Brown. No diss to Aaron
but I couldn’t imagine his stuff to be more enjoyable than this three-minute
punk-pop romp. An all-girl outfit, The Hedrons combine Stooges guitars with
PJ Harvey vocals and very catchy it is too. With any luck, we’ll be hearing
more from them in due course.
www.thehedrons.com
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Although
I was a fan of previous single 'Pound for Pound', any single which sounds
like a melange of Chumbawamba and Leftfield with Mick Hucknall supplying
vocals was bound to fall foul of the Tasty tastometer. As such, 'You Can Cry
All You Want' is terrible. 'Beautiful Girl' tries to recover the situation
by injecting a bit of disco funk, but the damage has already been done I'm
afraid.
Watch video to 'You
Can Cry All You Want'
www.thefreelancehellraiser.co.uk
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I don’t know if I’m alone in being vastly disappointed
in DCFC over the last couple of years, or not. ‘I Will Follow… is an okay
enough acoustic ballad, but, really, what’s the point in releasing this?
It’s an album track at best, and sounds to these ears like a quickly-bashed
out b-side. For all the clamour that this band are the best thing since
indie sliced bread, I’m still to see it.
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'Someone Like You' is quite a
sophisticated mid Atlantic post punk caper that sees a minimalist bassline
thump out over the top of some cheeky keyboard parps and bleeps. Oozingly
glamorous, the tour de force is provided by the breathy female vocals. So
chic.
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What does it say about the music
industry and the way people try to categorise things when there are supposed
arguments over whether Julia Harris’s output should be defined as ‘urban
acoustic’ or ‘punk-folk’? Who cares…and, anyway, she sounds like KT Tunstall
by way of Edie Brickell, at least on the title track. So there.
I didn’t expect to like the music of
someone who could, and without shame, flaunt one track as a ‘live studio
jam’, but I was pleasantly surprised. The jazzy, hip-hop flava of “Sticks
and Stones” is a bit too slick to love although, thankfully, she resists the
temptation to break into scat. In fact, my candidate for best song would be
“Your Love”, the least flashy, most straightforward tune on here, and one
that does the most justice to Julia’s capable but not exceptional voice.
www.juliaharris.net
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Threatening to be dangerously
pedestrian, 'Mad Staring Eyes' is uplifted to the level of scandalously
plagiaristic by the vocals which could belong to any number of post punk
bands currently on the block. A neatly rounded pop song, adequately
performed with a touch of rock opera about the chorus - never going to make
me fall off my chair but not completely without merit either.
www.themadstaringeyes.com
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Isn’t this the same song as the last one? Ooh, but
there’s handclaps! That solves everything. This isn’t too bad, I suppose.
It’s certainly a lot more exciting than Death Cab For Cutie, but how many
songs can this lot write that use exactly the same guitar sound? Or do the
young ‘uns not mind about that sort of thing any more?
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This is good stuff for a self recorded demo. Deep, full village
hall-style piano chords kick off against some jagged guitars and organ
sounds while the world weary vocals swagger and stagger their way Ian
Curtis-like through the track - fab. 'Here Comes the Magician' features
equally 'sound of god' volume production of the keyboards being played
beyond the limit of their speakers. They probably were played beyond their
limits. 'Come to the Subway' smoothes things over with an interlaced
organ/Casio style arrangement set off against some rattling strings and
echoing vocals which eventually clear like mist on a summer's morning to
leave a pristine ending to the song. The ecclesiastical vibe is taken to its
full continuance with another organ led dirge in the form of 'On the
Postlingberg Train'. This is both unsettling and strangely mesmeric. A fine
collection of songs.
www.myspace.com/themarquisofqueensburyrules
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So painfully hip it hurts, this is the sound of
Sheffield in 2006…or is it 1980. Cue massive side partings, make-up and thin
ties. I can’t get past the affectation on the voice, or the fuck-awful synth
riff. One for the bullet belts in the audience.
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haven't we reviewed this
before? A quick check back reveals not. Shame - because it is my joint fave
track from 'With Love and Squalour'. Surely we all agree by now that We Are
Scientists are, by a country mile, the wittiest, most talented, interesting
and downright handsome vegetarians of the recent batch of transatlantic
imports. No? Get to the back of the class.
www.wearescientists.com
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One of those Clap…songs that builds and builds and his
voice gets more and more mental. It’s pretty enjoyable, it has to be said,
but is way too long to give them any kind of mainstream success, surely?
Still, who cares about stuff like that when you can write some wonderfully
beautiful songs like this?
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Christ, this is brilliant. This is the song that all
serious fans of My Bloody Valentine have been waiting for a long time. Don’t
ever write off Serena Maneesh as wimpy bedwetters, because ‘Drain Cosmetics’
rocks in its own feedback-drenched way, and fair takes me back to the summer
of 1991, when this kind of stuff was everywhere and I was young and pretty.
And hurrah for that!
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