The English new-wave quartet Tangerines will be releasing the LP Into The Flophouse on the 12th of May.
Tangerines – Into The Flop House – artwork
There is a crystallised beauty to the music that those who enjoy Ian Dury and The Blockheads will immediately latch on to and those who don’t will exit the room in short order. The easy flowing beats are surrounded by at first glance pyrrhic instrumentals that give the material either its enjoyment or derision as a swashbuckling vocal swathes through the room taking on board no prisoners.
It is, as ever, a pleasure to proffer as something to add to your playlist that you would ordinarily pass by as an abstract concept. As always, trust that I am not leading you on some path of desolation and allow the first of the ten tracks – Peckham Boys – to thread through its just over four minute journey and I posit you will be welcoming of the link to RIP Records from whence you can get hold of Into The Flophouse.
The English alt-rock quintet BLESS. are, deservedly, developing a growing audience.
Coming out through official release later in the year is the single Easy Lover – and those for sharper eyes and ear who have been with the site for a few years will spot the similarity betwixt an article from 2010 about The Supernovas and you would not be wrong to draw reference as Bless. is drawn from the quartet plus keys provided by Kieran. Though I am given to believe that Dizzo is bowing out with health issues and I wish him all the best and my thanks to him for providing many years of pleasure to audiences across the globe.
With very different texture, afforded by the addition of keys, BLESS. deliver music which like a dark shadow appearing at the door, looms in to the room casting a darkening pall through the audience in which they rapidly quiet voices as the impressive parade of deeply resonating percussion / bass combinations are merged with the two guitars providing the depth of composition with the synths providing the entrancing colouration through which a duality of vocals drift in and out of harmonics delivering a track in Easy Lover that the listener only regrets that it lasts a mere three minutes and fifty seconds.
Formed just over a year ago Wax Colour have spent time honing their live performance craft, securing an ever expanding circuit and earlier in the month revealed their début LP – DIY EP, to the delight of those of us who have not had the opportunity to see them thus far, which is available on bandcamp. Those of longer stay will often spot the anomaly of me calling a release an LP whilst the band call it an EP – which comes about that having been brought up in the age of Vinyl I still refer to anything with up to three tracks as a Single, anything with four of five tracks an EP and anymore than that an LP – making the nine tracks on DIY EP – an LP. Moving swiftly on…
… Wax Colour deliver music which predominately has a psychedelic tinge to it as muzzled guitars flow through the room in a drifting haze, with a dreamy electronic hum floating in and out of focus while quiet percussion / bass combinations tether the tracks to the ground as the listless vocal rounds out the highly engaging compositions. Though that doesn’t mean Wax Colour can’t hurry things along as other pieces are more driven indie-dance pieces, albeit still masked behind a hazy voile.
By way of an introduction – counter-intuitively – a live video of the third track on the album – Runaway Baby.
Word arrives that the English brooding-rock trio Fight Fathers are planning an EP for April release.
With a darker space than their introduction the newest single to surface by Fight Fathers – Antares reflects on the isolationism of depression, which paradoxically draws a composition of closer unity within the sound.
Opening with a drum sequence phrased within squelching submerged pedal strings which has a naturally raw tribalism that immediately burrows the ensuing four and just over one sixth minutes of the track deep in to the cortex prior to guitar making its entrance soon joined intoxicatingly with strummed bass which gives the piece its echoing revolution, when the vocal joins the composition the listener is already wreathed in a dark countenance.
Although, as the track evolves, guitar is given space to add texturing the ever present drum pattern holds Antares in revolving darkness akin to the ensnaring embrace of the black-dog before everything fades in to silence other than the vocal evocation and acoustic strings reflecting of the all encompassing reality of the darkest moments of depression.
Yet somehow in conclusion the audience senses that despite the worst moments, there is the possibility of a faint flickering light that does have the the potential to become a bright sunbathed landscape.