Friday, June 1

May - Album of Last Month

It's been one awesome month for music in general. I've found out about loadsa new bands/artists and as far as releases go, well, it's just been one big release after another. But the one that stood out the most is by far my favourite album of the year thus far and believe me, that is one very cool feat.

The Maccabees - Colour It In - Fiction

(I've just pasted in the review I did for subba-cultcha, as they are my words after all!)

Art-rock. What is it? Choppy guitars underneath witty lyrics about running away from scary girls all packed up in very pretty self-designed cover art? Judging by this delicious debut from Brighton’s brightest five-piece, all of the above and a whole lot more.
‘Colour It In’ is one of this year’s most anticipated records, and BOY does it live up to expectations!

Tis filled to the brim with nothing but sweet sounding guitars, the catchiest of choruses and lead singer Orlando Weeks telling tales of local swimming pools, super Scalectrix and learning that screaming ‘Are we there yet?’ doesn’t get you there any faster.
Though if you’ve had your eyes and ears glued to the right channels and stations in the last eighteen months then you’ll already be fully aware of singles ‘X-Ray’, ‘Latchmere’ and ‘First Love’, as well as recent hype-maker ‘About Your Dress’.

But this album certainly doesn’t end there. Radio-gracious yet sincerely charming, The Maccabees know exactly how to make Great songs and exactly how to mould them.
‘Good Old Bill’ is first out the door, and it’s an introduction you wouldn’t suppose, steadily building drums by guitar into a rather cute number weaving round from tinny tones to clear, jumpy and eager finger picking, smoothly shifting through to the absolute corker that is ‘X-Ray’.

Hugo, Felix and Rupert’s strings get even more sugary in ‘All In Your Rows’, a damn fine tune Bloc Party might’ve made for their second album if Kele never stepped foot in East London.
Nevertheless it gets even stronger, as ‘Latchmere’, one of this record’s total standouts, freely clinks and clanks by means of straight cords and cheery harmonies. ‘Swimming, swimming, swimming...’ starts off a comical tale of Battersea’s Latchmere Leisure Centre, along with ‘Madames and monsieurs please return to your cubicles’ and the concluding line ‘Latchmere’s got a wave machine’.

Current single ‘Precious Time’ is few minutes of proper indie-rock bliss, as a fragile Orlando stands above chopped up guitars to responsibly declare ‘Let’s make time work for us’ before timidly asking ‘Are you still mine?’.
‘O.A.V.I.P.’ is that little bit prettier, while ‘Happy Faces’ fearlessly tells of cries of pain and rejoice for ‘Happy faces alone’ over what are now trademark guitar lines.

The jerky rush of ‘Lego’ is all cute and charming, and album-closer ‘Toothpaste Kisses’ goes full circle to that tinny ambience via stripped down acoustic G and love-linked lyrics.

‘Colour It In’ is a sweet, sensitive and modern record by a band who aint in this to shoot their mouths off, but instead employ choppy guitars underneath witty lyrics about running away from scary girls all packed up in very pretty self-designed cover art. This is a band for my generation. Our generation.

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