Hope Of The States : Black Dollar Bills
Seven minutes of quiet wonder, not an anarchist commune in sight.
Attention, indie fetishists: Hope Of The States are Chichester’s answer to God Speed You Black Emperor
. But luckily, seems we can mention the word ‘chorus’ in their company without them sternly buggering off to a treehouse, because ‘Black Dollar Bills’ tethers its breathless expanse of shimmering cymbal crashes ((I)Nice one – Ethereal Imagery Ed(I)) and see-sawing strings down to earth with a touch of Clearlake-style schmindiness, courtesy of frontman Sam Herily’s sky-gazing vocals. Seven minutes of quiet wonder, not an anarchist commune in sight.