Hinds – ‘I Don’t Run’ Review

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The Spanish four-piece break no boundaries, but they're having a bloody blast

There’s a track on Hinds’ second album that’s so immediate and warm that you’d swear the chorus belongs to a much more familiar, famous song. It doesn’t, but that’s the power of ‘New For You’, a catchy, gloriously scrappy summation of all that the four-piece does best. Built around a scratchy, freewheelin’ guitar riff and chanted vocals (“I wanna be somebody new for you!“), this is the thrilling sound of being young, dumb and – as the band bawls on ‘Tester’ – “just having fun”.

Madrid-based Hinds (formerly Deers, their name changed when American band The Dears threatened legal action) are lead songwriters Carlotta Cosials and Ana García Perrote alongside bassist Ade Martín and drummer Amber Grimbergen. Back in 2014, the band – then a two-piece that consisted of Ana and Carlotta – moved away the tables at Carlotta’s aunt’s vegetarian restaurant and played a chaotic, impromptu show right there. It was a success, unlike Hinds’ second-ever performance, which was so disastrous that they split for two years.

Lucky for us, the band wound up staying together long enough to release this 11-track second album that retains the manic energy of those early, wild salad days. There’s nothing polished or refined about ‘I Don’t Run’, which clatters with reckless abandon through amiably simplistic, looping guitar riffs (‘Soberland’) and ear-popping, fuzzbox vocals (‘To The Morning Light’). And therein lies its charm. Hinds used to turn up to shows late, carrying cymbals and launching into sets full of half-finished songs, before they would apologise that couldn’t play for more than 30 minutes because they’d already exhausted their back-catalogue. That cheery yet punk-as-fuck attitude is studded through their rattling second LP.

If there’s a criticism, it’s that Cosials and co. push no envelopes; this often sounds like it’s aimed at people who think music peaked with The Libertines. You can only imagine how massive they’d have been if they were around in 2006. Yet the group is actually set in a more classic mould than that – they’ve been known to cover ‘Davey Crocket (Gabba Hey’) by the Headcoatees. As with that garage band from the early ‘90s, Hinds’ superficial naivety contains real songwriting smarts.