Watch / Review: Mountainear - Distant Camps

mount ‘Distant Camps’ begins in a simple, slow tempo led by the crisp, clean vocals of Becky Brown against a haunting piano melody. You might be forgiven for thinking this is going to be anything but the sound of the twinkliest dream pop you have ever heard, until, about a minute in, you are whipped into a ‘wait, what…’ feeling as the beat slaps against your eardrums. And as the fires burn, a sense of refreshing enthusiasm is injected into the track, driven by deep, raw African beats and an almost choired set of backing vocals. ‘Distant Camps’ is a heady, hearty, multi-layered, enriching blend of inspiration and an invigorating sound for the ages. All three members of Mountainear are professional percussionists and, suffice to say, their rhythmic subtlety and agility have been captured beautifully on this track.

Distant Camps is out now.

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Review / Watch: The Moons – Mindwaves

moons Fading in with a psychedelic introduction before kicking off with ‘Society’, an upbeat rock’n’roller with an angular riff, tight harmonies and a Beatles-esque groove, The Moons’ new album, ‘Mindwaves’, littered with brilliant licks and psychedelic lyrics, gets off to a strong start. Standout track, ‘Fever’, best encapsulates the group’s kaleidoscopic Sixties-inspired sound. The album drops in tempo on ‘All In My Mind’ but gets back up to speed with ‘Time’s Not Forever’ and carries on in a similar vein until the climax; nice touches like the use of brass on several of the slower songs keep things fresh throughout.

Vocals wise, Andy Croft’s style is often reminiscent of fellow Midlands band The Enemy, although comparing the two acts musically would be doing a disservice to The Moons, who have an ear for far more exciting and original sounds. Ironically, The Moons will get the chance to eclipse their Coventry-based neighbours when they support them on the Northampton date of their tour, on 27 September.

The video for the four-piece’s most recent single, ‘Body Snatchers’ (listen below), makes it clear why their keen riffs and retro appeal evoke the likes of Miles Kane and Paul Weller, with sharp haircuts and vintage style galore. It’s not surprising that The Moons have received acclaim from the Modfather himself, as they seem set to carry on the modish rock lineage from acts such as Weller and The Kinks on to current high flyers Kasabian, such is their retro take on modern life, particularly evident on songs such as ‘Society’ and ‘All In My Mind’.

Mindwaves is out on 21 July on Schnitzel Records.

Words Adam Pizey: Follow @A_Pizey On Twitter

Watch & Review: Batsch - Celina

BATSCH Though not without its abstract moments, notably the whimsical breakdown, ‘Celina’ is an obvious call as the leading track from Batsch’s skittish new EP, ‘Collar’, being as close to conventional pop as the band care to venture. Atop a slippery, octave-jumping bassline wriggling in a lo-fi web of art-school funk and pale high-life, singer Mason Le Long’s temperate vocal gives the groove its grip. His “Be gentle as you can be” refrain is apt, as there can’t be many aspiring floor-fillers that sound so polite. Quirky, cool and a little detached, ‘Celina’ belongs in the club, but as more of a glassy reflection of proceedings in the glitterball than hip-grinding on the dancefloor itself. Elsewhere on the EP, ’22’ is built around Joe Carvell’s gravelly baseline set just awry of a sparse beat, some shrill synth from Andy Whitehead and Le Long’s musings on love gone stale. It’s enjoyably skeletal, lightweight dub, as if Mad Professor set to work on Haircut 100. That percussive bass leads the way again on the darker ‘Did You Here About Argine’, while ‘Mirrorball’ is so pared-down it even dispenses with the trademark bass before its discordant crescendo. EP closer ‘Can’t Tell’ is perhaps the most demented, as each band member packs plenty to the bar, but in such a frantic and featherlight manner it’s like listening to a marching piece for mice. It’s music that tickles. There’s knowledge to Batsch’s experimental mania on ‘Collar’, delivering some fine passages of sound, if no real knockout tunes. Yet the tracks unfold entirely unpredictably, and for that this Midlands four-piece deserve a big hand. Cue the video…

Collar is out now on Tin Angel

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Listen: Wild Smiles - Fool For You

wild The half-cut Alex Turner may have raised a few eyebrows with his “rock’n’roll will never die” speech at this year’s Brit Awards, but no one could accuse the Arctic Monkeys’ fella of being wrong. Emphatic proof of this comes from new Sunday Best signings Wild Smiles, whose album-taster, ‘Fool For You’, is a lusty two-minute blast of everything that makes the artform rapturous and timeless. Utterly self-assured, the trio’s melange of frantic overdriven guitar, cascading drums, heavily reverbed vocal, sweet West Coast harmonies and the briefest volte-face of a break is one heady defibrillator of Ramones-like punk pop. It’s some distance away from any radical new soundscape, sure, but ‘Fool For You’ is happy evidence that primary rock’n’roll is still in riotous good health.

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Album Review: Glimmermen - I’m Dead

glimmer There can’t be too many precedents in pop where the thoughts of the recently deceased (“I’ve never been no goddamn saint/careful of the picture that you paint”) are set to a rowdy blend of angular post-punk and bouncy acoustic ska, but then the quirkiness of the excellent title track on Glimmermen’s debut sets the tone for the whole album, one that rejects the uniform. The pulpy untethered beats, woody stand-up bass and shattered-glass guitar are constants, but enterprising embellishments gleefully shake the norm: a honking sax fattens the riff on ‘I’m Dead’; Mariachi-style horns illuminate the chorus over the earthy dancehall swagger of ‘There Was a Boy’; a flurry of harmonica dissects the ringing harmonics of the driving ‘Peace at Last’. The loose, single-take openness gives ‘I’m Dead’ a live feel, sometimes reminiscent of a mid-eighties Peel session from never-quite-cracked-it acts like Bogshed or Tools You Can Trust, but channeled through songs of far-greater consistency, fronted by Gavin Cowley’s warm, worldly vocal and his ruminations on life, and death. Take ‘Home’, for example, where the bass lays a sparse refrain across a solid soul beat, leaving space for Cowley to opine ‘I came from the country/I made for the city/And I found home’; or the spoken narrative of ‘Angels and Devils’, a leaden-sky of a tune, part Fall, part Bad Seeds, that could soundtrack a vicious Spaghetti Western. There are several highlights. No mere glimmer of something special on this Dublin trio’s debut, then, more an intense glare.

I’m Dead is out now

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