7 / 10
Victoria, British Columbia, is not the place you expect to discover the next MIA. Which is why Immaculate Machine sound like an amalgam of every other mildly successful Canadian indie act of the last decade: a bit Arcade Fire and a bit Wolf Parade, with a hint of Stars and Hot Hot Heat thrown in for good measure. This is no crime. They write filling songs, handling rollicking indie-disco stomps and folksy strums with equal aplomb. Lyrics display a wry Weezerish wit (“I know you’ll thank me for it later/’Cos every heartache is a song”) and the winsome boy/girl vocals will cause a brief flutter in anyone who lost their virginity to Yo La Tengo. If you really feel you need another Canadian choral indie troupe in your life, this is worth a punt.
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Immaculate Machine NME Artist Page
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