This is the Mordern World! Having put Paul Merton’s birthplace on the map, Good Shoes deliver another perfectly crafted indie vignette about suburban aspirations gone sour. “She used to go…

In Morden, there are many mundane things you can see: KFCs, Poundsavers, Good Shoes busking. And yet, only two of those attractions offer value for money. After ‘Never Meant To…

“You bastard,” mumbles Good Shoes’ singer Rhys after taking a pint pot to the head during opener ‘Nazanin’, “that hurt.” Moments later, a stagediving fan whacks his mic stand into…

Good Shoes @ Koko
22nd December 2006
Credit: James Quinton / NME

Just as punk co-opted the nihilistic outbursts of the ’70s and Morrissey’s worldview was informed by the alternative fanzine culture that rejected Thatcher’s Britain, angular south Londoners Good Shoes’ debut…

Following last year’s almighty ‘We Are Not The Same’ comes another blitzkrieg of nail-shredding guitars from the wrong end of the Tube line from Rhys Jones and co. Like Liars,…

Morden is a dour, vaguely-menacing Northern Line-terminus suburb that casts a kind of bristly inertia over all who reside there – including, evidently, Good Shoes. ‘Photos On My Wall’ is…

You worry in this purple patch that all the good new bands are going to dry up. No fear with these London teens – this is ace: like all the…