Murry The Hump : Silver Suit/Booze And Cigarettes
This, make no mistake, is The Proper Indie; winsome, charmsome, delicate, funny and toe-tappin' Trebor fizz-pop Fab... More on
Welsh. Bugled by Blur
as The Best New Band In Britain. Have a "live favourite" called 'Kebab Or Shag?'
. This, make no mistake, is The Proper Indie; winsome, charmsome, delicate, funny and toe-tappin' Trebor fizz-pop Fab. Dad. "Put on your shoes"
, lilts the man called Matt
on the jingle-fresh 'Silver Suit'
, "do something new, you wear your Sunday best and I'll wear mine too..."
and all the springtime bluebells o'er indie-rock's dwindling pastures do the synchronised leaf-quake to pornographically perky trumpets. Sublime. "Booze and cigarettes"
, he continues on the lovelorn, oh yes, 'Booze And Cigarettes'
, "go together like you and me do in sunny weather"
. Blub. No, really. Furthermore, he implores, "You fill my spleen with nicotine!"
and that's the kinda talk that can turn a girl's head. Arab Strap
, then, if they lived on a rainbow. Or Radiohead
, if they were a comedy band (which, as we know, is only a matter of time).