The Northern Irish new-wave quartet Saint Sapphire were introduced earlier in the year.
Saint Sapphire – photo credit Zoe Faulkner
With typical aplomb the latest single to be revealed by Saint Sapphire – Scream – is a free flowing fuzzy ball of high octane rock’n’roll attesting to their ability to put together feisty songs that simultaneously have the listener launching themselves around the room in good humour.
Saint Sapphire is a newwave quartet from Northern Ireland.
Yesterday they revealed their latest single – Rule The World Tonight.
As is always the case the best rock’n’roll is unadorned and in Rule The World Tonight, Saint Sapphire, deliver a track that immediately catches the audience with the pulsing sound that has them joining in with the infectious uptempo hooks and dips.
The indie-folk duo Plasticine Porters from Northern Ireland will be releasing the EP Train Of Thought on the 30th.
With more than one scoop of ice-cream coming from the ’60s brit-rock tub – Plasticine Porters deliver music that has an easy flow of uncomplicated song structure flooded with dance steps and the listener can happily submerge themselves in the retro-flavours.
There is a saying that ‘less is more’ and Train Of Thought (available on bandcamp) is a perfect example as anything added to these individual songs would have been extraneous, though having said that – having got in to the flow of the EP only having five songs to hear leaves the listener wishing there were a few more. My selection is the third track – Procrastination.
Colt 66 from Belfast in Northern Ireland and Bristol in England is the scowling-rock collaboration between Dan Moxham and Wild Blue Rivers.
The laconic tracks by Colt 66 shorn of flummery bristle around the room in bad-temper brushing the audience into cowering in the corner as the acerbic lyric seethes of frustration. Braving the fulminations the audience finds this is a sound full of foot-steps to follow and soon the darts become welcome scars to take the listener on a rock-a-billy derived journey, which finds the body happily stepping round the open spaces. Think – The Cramps without Poison Ivy and you are in the ball-park of Colt 66.
The out-put of Colt 66 for its very bareness invites the mind to dwell on the compositions and very soon finds that far from being a sound of hostility they quickly become the sort of friends that you can’t believe you haven’t known all your life as they seem to understand you so well.
A début eponymous LP appeared in the latter half of last year and is well worth grabbing hold of along with a new pair of ботинки на манной каше. I am already looking forward to the follow-up.