Labels: Run of the Mill
Review by: Katie Kennedy
Now then, I know very little of this here band Pifco and it completely differs from anything else I’ve been listening to since, perhaps, 2004, I’d say. It’s nice to hear something that takes me back that far. Aside from the fact the tunes are catchy as fuck and will stick in your mind for time after, I really like the fact you can hear yon Yorkshireisms (sp?!) in the singer’s voice. Maybe it’s true to say that I’ve a penchant for bands who don’t drop accents when they sing, even better when the said accent is by a northerner. Gush. That’s just me being biased, though, isn’t it?
‘Delivering the Payload’ delivers the catchiest of catchy lofi tunes. They’re not too dissimilar of bands from around the Leeds / Wakey indie scene and I wasn’t at all suprised to see they’re involved with the Chinchilla lot who are prevalent in Leeds. It also a reminds me a lot of drinking flat cider at all dayers at Joseph’s Well. This, for me, is an album of reminiscing despite the fact haven’t had any previous emotional ties with this album at all. Good work.
On the whole, they could lose the keyboards and I’d almost probably come back now and then for a spin of fuzzed out indie rock. Keyboards just don’t do it for me at all in indie music. Saying that, I’m just being pedantic, but like really, keyboards. Seriously though. You know? The first five tracks, right up to ‘Redrover’ and the final track ‘Schnell’, are battling it out in my newly created league of Pifco songs that would make me wanna dance and spill cider over myself and the floor. Ten tracks is a bit much for my undivided attention, but you know, I probably got waylaid concentrating too much in not spilling my drink everywhere.
On the whole it’s been a fun ride in the Pifco taxi this evening. I don’t reckon it’s an album i’d come back to very often, but vocally and musically, it’s solid and well structured. As for the keyboard front, I’m slowly getting over it. I’m not fickle, I’m just trying to give it the cold shoulder whilst I give a tip of the hat to the trusty guitar work, which in hindsight feel is totally understated until you hear ‘Schnell’. I feel content in knowing the album’s there if my music player goes onto shuffle and can get transported back to nostalgia-ville for half an hour.