Artist Feature: Spectrals, Veronica Falls, Male Bonding
22 Jan 10
It seems the vintage rock and roll resurgence bandwagon just keeps getting heavier, with bands sifting through charity shops for leather jackets and turn up jeans by the band load. How thankful we should be then, that a sound/scene that is sure to become alot more prominent in the 10’s has produced largely nothing but good, authentic music. Bands are once again realising, you don’t need farty bass and tinny synths to make pop music. It looks like we might make it out of the Ground Hog Day existence that is the 80’s after all…
Leeds Spectrals offer an refreshingly spooky take on surf pop, with the sound somewhere between the quieter moments of MBV and The Black Lips the resulting jangle is one I imagine plays inside the mind of a deranged clown, or a haunted fun house. Myspace highlight ”Its very sweet of you to put up with me” is undoubtedly the bands most creepily compelling song, with its bending twang, and ghostly high pitched melody, its the soundtrack to a shindig round at The Adam’s Family residence. Show your support and/or distaste below
Continuing on the gothic theme, London’s Veronica Falls offer up a similar style to pre ”Primary Colours” Horrors (Beachy Head), only with more ability, and less aggressively rabid gimickery. Beachy head, a punchy three chord epitaph, pulls together all the elements necessary for a 2 minute punk song about one of the worlds most idyllic suicide spots. From the ghoulish baritone backing vocals, the nonchalant delivery of lead singer Roxanne Clifford, brought together by distantly restless guitars, it paints a picture of romance and despair, without the need for force fed gloominess. Hatcham Social fans will feel more than acquainted with this delivery of the gothic.
Its not all doom and gloom however, before you start packing for that (final) trip to Beachy Head, I think a pick me up is in store. Cue Dalston’s Male Bonding, a one hundered mile an hour mish mash of traditional Ramones infused punk, catchy high pitched riffage, and terrace chants galore. Pumpkin brings together all of the above elements and more, creating a catchily enraged noise that Vampire Weekend could produce if they weren’t so overbearingly posh, and subsequently reserved. You’re just going to have to listen for yourself, trust me they’re good.