...the lad’s a little in love with those 60’s soundtracks and jingles, from Morricone to Studio G, and is all for having a pop at creating a log cabin take on this oeuvre.
Don’t expect anything but a fierce intelligence at play. Obviously someone who delights to shock – I read the press release (the main lad calls himself a "liar") and though aye aye, a clever beggar - this could have been very formulaic, a right pile of goats droppings. Luckily this is a great listen, a set of strong and confident tracks, with a central theme.
We start with Sqebeat which is a smooth and soulful stroll, like an old soul torch song; the sassy vocals set off very nicely against some smooth brass washes and a guitar snarl. Frankly we get a whole host of things thrown at the track, including a dollop of vocoder, just for luck it seems. You Break It You Bought It starts off as a chunky riff that sets up a near impassable wall of feedback. Just when you think we’re in for a sludge fest the track settles down settles down into slightly arch cinematic instrumental – Get Carter style. By this point you can start to negotiate what this record is about: the lad’s a little in love with those 60’s soundtracks and jingles, from Morricone to Studio G, and is all for having a pop at creating a log cabin take on this oeuvre. Bless Your Cotton Heart is a quiet melody that becomes a café bar shuffle, very Left Bank, very Maigrait with his pipe. Two Hour Belm carries on this feel: a bedsit Gallic cinescape, driven by whole hosts of things – classical guitar, Theremin and wobbly synths, anything the band can get their hands on.
Finally Thrash Potato rounds up this in a very efficient, no nonsense manner: it’s a jaunty rock track with a synth break that could be from some low budget sci fi film. Fun, erudite stuff.