Intimate, woozy, creaking, fuzzed-out tales of family, love and sorrow...
For those about to rock, you’re out of luck. Yarns about the genesis of three of these five songs from the hushed Irish maverick five-piece, concern writing trips to the Arabian desert and studios in the muddy fields of Limerick. Certainly the whispered falsetto vocals; defracted, acoustic-leaning sounds and sense of childlike wonder are unlikely to have emerged from the evil metropolis. ‘Time To Bleed’, ‘Sorry Skin’ and their kin are intimate, woozy, creaking, fuzzed-out tales of family, love and sorrow, reminiscent of what might happen if Mercury Rev were to get together with Sparklehorse and a barber shop quartet. With [a][/a] on vocals. Definitely worthy of close attention from those unafraid of a bit of dust, a few stray cobwebs and some glimmers of analogue magic.