Witness : Under A Sun
Wigan miserablists relocate to Bristol. Still miserable. New man has funny name
Granted, it's old men's music. But, where Stereophonics' Kelly Jones seems intent on paring everything down to absolute basics, Witness are weaving ornate tapestries. The subtle complexity and warmly wistful tone of 'Closing Up' isn't a million miles from Elbow's 'Scattered Black And Whites', while 'My Time Alone' is the best single REM never wrote; chords crashing and splashing in a melancholic Californian sun.
Although it takes too long to get going and is not without its dodgy moments ('Mines'' almost pastiche country tinges, or slight should-be-B-side 'Warning', for instance), 'Under The Sun' has an honesty, depth and a winning Big Music communality that could weedle its way into Britain's affections.
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