Labels: Little Plastic Tapes
Review by: Andy Malcolm
Now this is pretty good, though it took my a while to work out what speed to play it at. 45rpm sounded slightly too fast, and 33rpm was too slow, but now I am pretty sure that it is 45, apologies to the band if it is not, I can always write the review again. It still sounds slightly too quick, it is going to give me asthma. Anyway, the first song is an energetic instrumental number, the…awesome, I just found out it comes with an envelope in the pacakaging. Emo bastards. Weird, it just has flyers in it. Anyway, back to the song, which is built up of bass, drums, keyboards and guitar, though the bass and keyboards are the most prominent, driving everything a long with a kind of manic glee “mwahaha, I will not stop! I will not stop! not until you expire and wheeze my little asthmatic chum!” is what they are saying, if you play the record backwards. The second song, obviously entitled “My Raymond is Contagious” (whose isn’t?), assures me that I have it on the right speed when they come out of the gate with the reptetitious post-rock guitar riffs, building things up with the keyboards and drums and it kind of makes me think of spies or something, also the keyboard is very spooky.
Overall I find this band as very much fitting in with stuff like Reynolds or Hirameka Hifi but coming at it from a different angle. That should be a guideline as to whether it’s up your street or not. I thought this was cool anyway, I haven’t heard this sort of thing for a while. Apparently they are touring the UK in the summer so go and see them. Oh, also it came with a note asking me to tell Chris Bress to get his thumb out of his cakehole and e-mail Jamie Farrell. So there you go Chris. Do it. Cool, I just found a sticker in the envelope.