There’s a degree of Kinks-like playfulness that never fails to catch you, even when the subject matter is a bit grim… stabbings in Safeways indeed.
There’s a degree of Kinks-like playfulness that never fails to catch you, even when the subject matter is a bit grim… stabbings in Safeways indeed.
Bow Mods – Country Girls EP
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Incendiary likes Bow Mods; their humour and charm is a rare commodity these days. Indeed you could say (if you’d had a few gins), that acerbic and witty social comment –served on a dish of beautifully observed pop sensibility is their trade mark.
Actually before I go off the Pretentious/Flippant radar, I should make the perfectly serious point that the music on this four-track EP has a brilliant capacity to reinforce what the singer emotes. The sparse echo-y guitar-runs over an insistent drum beat on This Feeling give a real indication of love’s uncertain travails… Lead track Country Girls is another case in point, with its maudlin synth beat and queasy vocoder-ish sampling that plays a great counterpoint to the growling lead vocal – which, in turn – tells tales of urban boredom.
That’s another thing while we’re about it, the singer’s voice. I am sorry but Curtis comparisons will stalk this band as singer Philip doesn’t half sound like the Gloomy One when he sings. Thankfully the lyrical content of Bow Mods’ songs is about as far removed from removed from Ian C’s as can be imagined. There’s a degree of Kinks-like playfulness that never fails to catch you, even when the subject matter is a bit grim… stabbings in Safeways indeed.
Highly recommended.
Words: Richard Foster.