Leeds based label of lovelies Dance To The Radio have given up another 4 track offering, showcasing the insanely cool shite they’re peddling right now.
Openers Chickenhawk set out to prove just how much they can scare your nan, and with such gusto! Scorpieau writhes in the middle ground between Cat on Form and McLusky – this is some dumb shit, but the kind of shit shrooms grow out of, which therefore makes it awesome shit. Guaranteed to bring out the fist-in-the-air comic-punk in everyone. Great track.
Bypassing any kind of middle ground, we go straight to Esben and the Witch. The Brighton based three piece channel ‘Dummy’-era Portishead for the Florence Welch generation. In fact, that may be a bit harsh. ‘Skeleton Swoon’ creeps up on you in the dark, only to rape your mind and leave you with a face full of melancholia. Singer lady Rachel lends a sultry anger to the vocals, shrouded in echo, turning the song into every listener’s unique fantasy.
Olfar hails from the Lake District, which is my homestead. For that reason, he is cool. Luckily, ‘Husk’ is nowhere as bad as the modern twee folk collectives he may/may not have the misfortune of being pigeonholed with. This is the kind of song you would put around 3/4s of the way through a mix for someone you’re trying to impress (sleep with). The instrumentation is heart-warmingly clunky, and the refrain is simple, “don’t leave me on the shore, lead me in the sea”, and is now stuck in my head. Well done, Olfar. You win.
I feel I should apologise to Airship, ‘Spirit Party’ is a bit of an anti-climax to be placed at the end. Plus it reminds me of so many recent indie pop songs I’m starting to wonder where I’ve heard it before. Not to say that it’s a bad song, successfully anglicising both the Arcade Fire and Band of Horses, ending at just the right moment, leaving year head feathery warm and your heart contented. A little bit like eating a hash brownie really.
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