Deap Valley, Girls Aloud, Two Door Cinema Club
The latest singles reviewed by NME’s Louis Pattinson
Deap Valley – ‘End Of The World’
Some think we’ll be turned to grey goo by an army of nanobots. On ‘End Of The World’, Deap Vally deduce it’ll be “hate” that finally does it for planet Earth. Which is kinda vague as apocalyptic visions go, but I like the idea of the four horsemen touching down to this lurching chug of gutter-rock riffs and preacher-gal vocals, having swapped their dark cowls for some nice fringed jackets and microscopic hotpants.
Girls Aloud – ‘Something New’
It’s a weird moment when you realise that the current wave of club music is not meant for the club, but the department store. So it is with Girls Aloud’s comeback single, an assault of high-octane aspiration and strip-light trance synth that should prove the perfect soundtrack to watching anxious young women strip the sales rail of Topshop Oxford Street like a shoal of hungry piranha.
Twerps – ‘Work It Out’
Wassup, Australian indie dudes Twerps. Dig your laconic, couldn’t-give-a-dingo’s-shit vocals. Vibing to your rad, slightly-out-of-tune guitar crunch. Only slightly perturbed by the way that this break-up number shambles along forever on the brink of becoming ‘I Got You Babe’ by Sonny And Cher. Which would be pretty weird, let’s be honest.
Two Door Cinema Club – ‘Sun’
“Drawn apart, New York and London” coos Alex Trimble, “all I see now are distant drumlins…” Two Door reach to articulate an eternal rock star dilemma: just as the whole world decides it wants a piece of your rump-shaking indie, your little heart cracks with longing for your girl back home. This time, with added “drumlins” – “an elongated hill in the shape of an inverted spoon”. Thanks, as ever, Wikipedia.
Dawn McCarthy and Bonnie ‘Prince’ Billy – ‘Christmas Eve Can Kill You’
Ease yourself into a bottle of spirits with this winterval lament. It’s not quite as wrist-slashingly morose as the darkest of Will Oldham’s work, but its gentle evocations of a wandering hobo adrift on some snow-covered path couldn’t be much sadder even if Aled Jones turned up and warbled something about his dead snowman friend during the middle eight.
Childhood – ‘Blue Velvet’
Fresh off tour with Palma Violets, Nottingham’s Childhood drop their debut single – and whaddayouknow, it’s the sound of another fully formed talent. A pinch of Creation Records shoegaze, a fistful of Sarah Records jangle, some baggy swagger and the right mix of laconic dreaminess and croon-along hooks – oh, just go buy it, OK?