The resurrection of timeless indie pop? Go on then.
Their scratchy odes to Talking Heads bassist Tina Weymouth; their wafty leftist leanings (‘(I Should Be A) Communist’); their no-fi production at the hands of Ryan Jarman; their singer Richard Brooke’s knack of sounding like a precise genetic splicing of Ian Curtis and Morrissey. Yes, Leeds’ This Many Boyfriends come touted as the resurrection of timeless indie pop. “Fanzines aren’t friends!” they chant, like the internet never happened. But they’re no anachronism. Mingling the homemade magic of ’80s indie with the basement clatter of Toy, TMB thrive on wonky-wheeled melodies and a thoroughly healthy obsession with The Pastels’ ‘Sittin’ Pretty’. Add us to the harem.