The Royal We - S/T

...a tinny, dreadfully unholy mix of standard Scottish twee pop, Paradieswarts-period Amon Duul and Fairport – a Fairport if they dropped all the medieval stuff and sung about shoes and make up.

The Royal We – S/T

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Glasgow indie pop from a band that's all but defunct? Glasgow indie pop which wants to emulate Orange Juice? Is there really any point in continuing this review? Well, yes, in that the songs are infectious and fun, and folky in a very uplifting, punky way. I was reading the press release and (as often happens it has to be said) I was nearly put off listening to this LP for good. Still, once past the underwhelming Back and Forth Forever, things spice up considerably with All the Rage; a tinny, dreadfully unholy mix of standard Scottish twee pop, Paradieswarts-period Amon Duul and Fairport – a Fairport if they dropped all the medieval stuff and sung about shoes and make up. That Ain't My Sweet Love has inflections of Debbie Harry, albeit one singing (and trying to rock out) in a school assembly recorder band.

 

You get the drift. It's surprisingly spunky, full of gallousness (did I spell that right Glaswegians?). Three is a Crowd is fun stomp whilst I Hate Rock n Roll (please say you don't) is a glorious bitch slap that somehow welds Tiger Feet's rhythm into a refreshing romp around. You can just about hear the Collins/Kirk thing here. I do hope the dismissive Willy is a song about a William they know and not about a male member... oh and I should mention the tremendous cover of Isaac's Wicked Game, which wraps things up in style.

 

Of course, (given the traditions this record seeks to emulate) the whole shooting match is over in about twenty minutes. Great fun nonetheless.

 

Words: Richard Foster