Viola Beach’s name will always be synonymous with tragedy, but at least now we have a document of who this band were
1-2-3-4: Punk & New Wave 1976-1979
Long hours, disrupted family life, brain tissue seeping from your ears - sonic terrorism isn't the career for everyone....
A front for young sibling unit Mike and Suzy Silver, they domesticate frantic sound collages until they resemble melodies, neaten explosive textural - snippets of disco, stray threads of pop, folk crumbs, hip-hop debris. If it has a pulse, it's in their dustbag.
Instead of then trying to press nausea onto plastic, they revel in the intricacies - gently proving their futurist credentials by saying "beep" on the LED-flicker of 'System Error' or working out to silvery Laurie Anderson disco on 'Maybe Baby'. Even moments of menace - and 'The Manager Fucked Up' sounds like a distant electrocution - are undermined by their scatty charm. The robo-drawl announcing, "This is how we do it". The man wondering, "You always sing such crazy songs - they make no sense at all". No macho chest-beating or butch static attacks - in the uncomfortable world of the weird, 'EP EP' is electroluxury.
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