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Saturday, 6 March 2010

Girls Live Review

Live Review

Acts: Girls / Spectrals

Location: Southampton

Venue: Talking Heads

Date: 25 February 2010

It’s always interesting to come into a gig with little expectations or assumptions about what you are going to witness and hear. This can often lead to a fresh perspective, without all the interference of all of the background chatter from the bloggeratti and the hype generated by the music media. It also takes the pressure off the event with no worries of being disappointed by an act that you had high hopes for. So it was a pleasure to catch highly lauded/hyped band Girls who have been on my radar since all the column inches they generated last year on the back of their debut release ‘Album’. Playing on this drizzly February evening in Southampton was probably not what they had in mind when they embarked on their journey into the music biz from their sun drenched base in San Francisco, but it gave me an opportunity to access what all the fuss was about in the flesh.

First up at one of my favourite drinking haunts was some support in the shape of Spectrals. This is the cloak under which the Leeds/Yorkshire based Louis Jones creates some seriously lolloping retro fuzz rock. Shades of Joe Meek, Phil Spector, Buddy Holly and classic surf pop are washed through with hazy shoegazy vocals to paint a spooky sound. Spectrals has been a solo project but for this tour Louis has fleshed out the live band, enlisting his brother Will on drums, James Levitt on guitar and Matt Benn is on bass duties. First impressions were curiously uplifting and their sound conjured up a dream scene in a David Lynch movie from the Twin Peaks era. It was a spirited performance and time will tell whether they can develop their distinctive sound and deliver a modern twist on this genre. Spectrals have a big year ahead of them with a split 7 inch single (with Fair Ohs) coming out on 22nd March 2010 via toughloverecords followed by a full album is promised for 2010 called ‘Bad Penny’.

Verdict: ‘have twangy guitar, will travel!’

Girls

Girls have caught the eye of many when they sauntered onto the catwalk of the indie music scene last year with their take on Sixties stoner pop rinsed through with a lo-fi grunge vibe. They were paraded by pitchfork.com who serenaded them with a stellar rating when they unleashed the band’s debut album, simply called ‘Album’ back in 2009. Christopher Owens is the vocalist and the main writer of the band; he has a lackadaisical singing manner verging on the whiny and it’s often compared of early Elvis Costello, yet the manner of his delivery is entirely appropriate for projecting that little boy lost generation Y conceit.

Bloggers love a good back story, mainly because it makes knocking out five hundred words on the back of one or two songs a whole lot easier when a juicy tale with a fresh angle is presented to us on a plate. So it came as no surprise that that a collective typing frenzy of fawning went into overdrive when the remarkable Curriculum Vitae of Owens' life dropped into all those jaded inboxes.

The details of his nomadic childhood growing up within the confines of the controversial Californian Children of God religious group (whose notable members include former Fleetwood Mac guitarist Jeremy Spencer as well as the actor siblings Joaquin and the late River Phoenix) At sixteen, Owens got together enough money from busking to escape to his sister in Texas. The next few years were spent in minimum wage jobs and reconnecting with the mainstream culture of America. His interest in music led to spells in various punk bands and was taken under the wing of a wealthy benefactor, who encouraged his musical talent. During time in San Francisco he hooked up with kindred spirit Chet ‘JR’ White and together they embarked on making music to reflect their drugged out lifestyle, which led to a recording deal with matadorrecords.com.

As I said before, all of this biography is quite frankly a gift for those seeking to promote a band with a slacker punk ethos. When the debut single ‘Hellhole Ratrace’ came out in 2008, this epic anthem of melancholy set against lyrics that speak for the burnt out generation Y, led to exultations of praise. However, in the true tradition of build’em up then knock’em down, this initial flurry of fervor was followed by some doubting Thomases questioning the depth and quality of the debut album, which was unleashed in September 2009.

Now the dust has settled it’s a good time for a reappraisal of the relative merits of this group, with the added benefit of some distance from the initial blogging hype and frenzy. A sizable crowd were anticipating seeing how the 60’s Spector tinged drone drenched songs would hold up in a live setting. They opened with the perky Beach Boys gone grunge single ‘Laura’ and soon their brand of mellow classic rock played well with the audience and by the time they launched into the celebrated Hellhole Ratrace a chilled nod of approval Mexican waved through the onlooking throng. At this point of the set, they suddenly changed, transforming into feedback hungry Sonic Youth/ Jesus and the Mary Chain influenced frenzy for ten minutes which then drifted into the newgaze soaked recent single ‘Morning Light’. Girls wrapped up the evening with a bubbly rendition of their perkiest song ‘Lust For Life’ leaving the majority of the audience appreciative of this evening’s performance.

My gut reaction to Girls is that they still are enthralled with all the nuances of those classic albums that are familiar in many a hip older brother’s record collection. This has perhaps overshadowed the songs on the first album and led to accusations of pastiche from their detractors. Yet it’s clear from the quality of the singles that have come out, that this duo can nail the ability to write a memorable song and once they unburden themselves from the shackles of catching up with the heavy history of forty years of rebellious rock and concentrate on their unique qualities, these guys will produce a top quality album, worthy of addding to the pantheon of rock’s illustrious history. That second album's going to be eagerly anticipated, no pressure then!

Verdict “Girls you’ll be a woman soon”





http://www.myspace.com/girls

http://www.myspace.com/spectralspectral

http://www.capturedtracks.com/index.php

http://www.toughloverecords.bigcartel.com/artist/spectrals

http://thismusicwins.blogspot.com/2010/02/live-review-girls-wspectrals-talking.html

http://news.bbc.co.uk/local/bradford/low/people_and_places/music/newsid_8470000/8470570.stm



Saturday, 20 December 2008

Hotpants Romance - Twelve Grooves of Christmas Part 8

It's time to up the tempo with some pop punk poppets who call themselves Hotpants Romance. Laura, Lowri and Katea are a terrific trio of glamorous grungers from Manchester, England and together they make a hell of a pleasurable racket.

It's a reassuringly lo-fi sound that delves into a pick'n'mix assortment of influences from the various jars of genres. They take an ample wedge of attitude from the riot grrl movement, a liberal measure of The Ramones riffs, then add a quarter of the protopunk sensibility of X-Ray Spex and feast on the the fine tradition of cartoon D.I.Y fun punk pop of Kenickie or Shampoo. The combustible mixture is finally washed down with a glass of refreshing Sixties girl groups, leaving you burping like The Vivian Girls and feeling ever so slightly giddy, in a hypoactive state, due to an over indulgence of musical E numbers.

They released a debut album called 'It's a Heatwave' in 2008 and Cherryade Records have just released 'A Very Cherry Christmas, volume 4' an eighteen track compilation album, featuring some of their favourite bands, including Hotpants Romance, who contributed a cover version of the Mariah Carey song 'All I Want for Christmas is You' If only the DFS furniture chain had this used this version, as the background to their excruciating Christmas T.V advertising campaign, instead of the warbling original, it might have perked up those 'gloomy credit crunch' sales figures. (note to lawyers- I have no idea what the facts are about the state of DFS sales, I'm just hazarding a guess that buying a shiny new leather sofa isn't top of people's priorities at the moment)

Here is the Hotpants Romance video for 'Heatwave' The girls put in a sterling performance on Blackpool Beach despite it being overcast and the temperature looks as though it's barely in single figures, plus they're the only people frolicking on the sand and even the donkeys have given up for the day...



http://www.myspace.com/hotpantsromance

http://www.cherryademusic.co.uk/buyavcc4.html

http://www.myspace.com/cherryade

Thursday, 8 May 2008

Blonder Tongue Audio Baton

Shoegazing. Another one of Everett True's great ideas I imagine. Those few who slogged around the English scene in the late 80s with only the mainstream music press to navigate by, hugged it to their pigeon-breasts. It was this, or Grebo. One consequence was the majority of the yout' looked backwards, and fractured; in 1987 a different tribe could be found on every corner (Punk, Mod, Goth, Rockabilly, you name it really). Meanwhile, in America, boredom was coalescing into something initially termed Slacker culture, later Grunge.

The Swirlies were unusual for a stateside band in that clearly they couldn't ignore the washes of noise offered by the likes of My Bloody Valentine, Lush and Slowdive. Add to this an American "rawk" inheritence, filtered through the hardcore scene that gave the world Dinosaur Jr., Husker Du and Sonic Youth and you get somewhere near Blonder Tongue Audio Baton.

For me the Swirlies debut album somehow bridged a gap, unfortunately one that few really needed to cross in 1992. Not Grunge enough in the States, certainly not baggy enough for Britain. Anyway, shoegazing appears to be making a resurgence in the U.S.A. and Pancake, in particular, still gives me shivers of excitement. Check it out.

www.evil-office.net/swirlies/

Friday, 14 March 2008

Hotpants Romance



When it comes of girls with attitude, who pick up some guitars and give it some, this can often lead to a heady mixture of beautiful cacophony and vital energy. There has been many illustrious examples of this from the rock of Joan Jett and the Blackhearts through the punk pop perfection of X-Ray Spex via the 'riot grrl' Babes In Toyland up to the woefully underrated cartoon pop Shampoo and Helen Love. The latest sisters to sizzle with their sneering songs of super tunes are the terrific Manchester trio Hotpants Romance, who are making a joyful racket with their debut album 'It's A Heatwave'. Now, I realise that I'm not the target market and that I might be giving the impression of a seedy uncle, but it's not my fault that, even though the rest of my body is creaking, the ears are in a state of arrested development and survive on a diet of sound stroppiness. The influence of The Ramones is clearly evident and most of the songs clock in at under two minutes, which is always a good sign. The vocals are brattish, the riffs are infectious and the drumming is insistent. Give'em an ASBO?, no siree!, give'em a record contract and a slot on Joolz Holland.. I'd like to see him try and 'boogie woogie' along to this!






Monday, 21 January 2008

Black Mountain

These days, when I need to get a dose of heavy psychedelic stoner wigged out beats, I am minded to reach for these (Vancouver) Canadian cruncher riffers. They are duel fronted by brash but beatific lady bellowing (Amber Webber) who compliments Stephen McBean's lighter melancholic drawl. Their sound has rock solid Sabbath/Purplesque base camp rising towards a fuzzy post rock experimental summit whilst Krautrock,Prog, Neil Young and Hawkwind like condors soar high above the cloud line. In The Future is out this week in the U.K and should peak highly in the charts. High flying birds indeed!

http://www.blackmountainarmy.com/

http://www.myspace.com/blackmountain