Archive for September, 2010

Review: Interpol, self-titled.

September 26, 2010

With very fond memories of Turn on the Bright Lights and Antics, and a strong will to forgive them for Our Love to Admire, I was really excited to pick up Interpol’s new, self-titled album.

The first time round, this album had me deeply disenchanted. Speculating that perhaps Interpol have been consuming too many pheromones in their tea (see film clip for ‘Lights’), I gave it a second chance.

Although a couple of tracks do save Interpol’s keister, said tracks all seem to be concentrated in the first half of the album. It’s like going to the pub with some friends; the start of the evening features captivating conversation topics like if zombies ever need condiments, or the inevitable “what does it all mean?” philosophical musing. Copious amounts of alcohol later and BAM! Everyone’s digressed in to insipid ramblings. Or maybe that’s just my experience?

Analogies aside, this album seems contrived and lackluster. To his credit, Paul Banks still has a way with peculiar lyrics, but not one track truly stands out, nor do any of them even come close to the brilliance that is Interpol’s early work.

Sadly, this must be what Interpol- throwing- in –the- towel sounds like.

– Sophie.

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The Hand Painted EP Fiasco + Other Fun Things for the Weekend

September 24, 2010

Lewis O’Leary is launching his EP tonight at the Clubhouse with his new band Old Growth Cola
This is a follow up of his first album Eating the Afterbirth which was released in May this year and is set to release some of that awesome experimental pop that Lewis is best known for!

FREE ENTRY
1st – Impromtulons
2nd – I am not a Nihilist
3rd – Psy Ants
Last – Old Growth Cola (EP Launch)
Doors at 8PM


Kitchens Floor LP Launch is happening tonight also at The Outpost. Celebrate the re-release of some of Brisbane’s finest DIY underground

Live performances from SCRAPS and KITCHEN’S FLOOR in acoustic instore mode.

This is an early event starting at 6:30, come here to get ya night started in a good way.


Dirty Mattress (made up of members from Kitchens Floor, Blank Realm and Per Purpose) are playing at Woodland on Saturday evening
Dirty Mattress
::DJs::
Guest DJs Charlie Hillhouse & Patrick Byron
Harvey Satan (Rics – X&Y)
Polar Bear (Depot – Common People – Magazine – Love & Roxy)
till 3am

Free entry before 10pm
$5 cover after

Liza Harvey

A New Musical Perspective – Alphabeticus

September 22, 2010

L-R: Pat (Drums), JP (Vocals/keys/samples), Bill (Bass), Shaun (Guitar), Katie (Vocals). Photo by Jennifer McDermott

By Kenada Quinlan

Put simply… al⋅pha⋅bet⋅i⋅cus [al-fuh-bet-i-khus] is a musical entity encompassing many varied artistic, social and cultural influences. 2. A blend of electronic sound sources, beats, analogue synths, trip-hop basslines, male and female vocal interplay. 3. Depending on the context of the performance, adaptation and change are possible; can function as a two-piece or escalate to a larger ensemble. Related Topics; Miscommunication. Alice in Wonderland. Robots murdering robots. The archiving of dreams and the possibilities it presents in today’s society. Man eaters. Synapse dislocation.

Want to know more? Vocalist and keysmith JP Crawford elaborates:

How, why and when?
The idea started in my head about two years ago but the band never truly formed until January this year. It came about as a need for creative outlet for the people involved…and also to have some fun!

Where do you make such sweet music?
We jam all over the place, jam rooms around bris but also at people’s houses, no police complaints thus far.

What is the band’s musical history?
We have all played in other bands but nothing for a few years. Those bands used to even play at Club Splurt when it was at the Gabba Hotel and Rollo was doing the sound, so we’ve all been buzzing around the local scene for quite a while.

What are you hoping to achieve with Alphabeticus?
Our main goal at this point is to create a whole and complete artistic statement where everything we do is connected and there is a synergy between our music, lyrics, artwork, photos and any other aspect of what we do. In essence we want to create our own Identity. If we can achieve that then it will be left up to the individual to make what they will of what we have created and who we are. Some people will hate, some will like it, some will not care, hopefully they will at least be able to make up their mind without confusion of who we are.

How receptive has Brisbane been to the Alphabeticus perspective, any plans to frolic further afield?
Gigs have been fantastic. It takes time to form bonds and become a great band but we feel like we are constantly improving…interstate tours are something we will be exploring in 2011.

What can an audience expect from an Alphabeticus gig?
Come and watch us is the only answer I can provide.

How do you approach the song-writing process?
Someone in the band will create a skeleton or roadmap of a song and then we just add the pieces and try and have a combined effort. We have recently taken to jamming a bit more but I think that there will always be someone to come up with the original ideas.

Do you have any recordings on the horizon?
Yep, we have a bunch of songs that we want to record and we are hoping to release an E.P early to middle 2011. We have to book the studio first(!).

If you like beautifully composed and sharply executed trip-hop with enough riddles to keep you guessing, catch Alphabeticus at the X&Y Bar on October 5.

Alphabeticus on MySpace

Powder Hound… An Evening at Route 36 – “The World’s First Cocaine Bar”

September 22, 2010

By Benny Doyle

My chest pulls tight as I pick my pace up to jog, jumping in the last available seat as the taxi begins to speed down the road. Here in Bolivia’s capital, more than 3,600 metres above sea level, the thin air tends to make your body pay for the slightest of exsertions. But tonight it isn’t just the altitude making my heart rate rapid. We are taking a punt on the holy grail of the Gringo Trail’s dark side – Route 36.

La Paz’s most notorious night spot and the only proclaimed ‘cocaine bar’ in the world, Route 36 is quickly taking the mantle from San Pedro Prison as the drug tourism must do in South America…

The taxi driver understands our messy ‘spanglish’ translations and after five minutes of seemingly erratic driving, we stop on an unassuming street unsure of what’s supposed to happen next. But eyes were already following us and with a metallic flash, a roller door released upwards, exposing a long, dimly lit corridor that was blocked by a young Bolivian man. A quick flick of his hand offered us entry, a case of actions first, questions never. We were barely inside as the door crashed down behind us, their secret once again safe to the outside world. We followed the man into the darkness…

What I witness over the next eight hours were scenes that I thought urban myth before the night, this lost club of legal cocaine coming into fruition from every story I had heard along the ‘Gringo Trail’. The filthy cave like setting with dated furniture, kitsch mirrors and disco lighting, the utterly confusing music that ranged from Tiesto and The Vengaboys to The Beatles and The Stones. The booth loads of backpackers – English, Brazilian, Irish, Kiwi and many, many Australians, all chatting, all smiling.

Then of course there was the cocaine. Served by a petite and mildly attractive 40 something Bolivian woman, she came to the table, greeted us politely, and then with our drink order followed the choice for a new generation; normal or strong, 100 or 150 Boliviano (13 – 19AUD). The sequence of service was executed like it was the most normal thing in the world.

Is this a new experience for fearless gen Y? Or just an easy way to get ‘banged up abroad’, a backpacker term for foreign incarceration? Whatever you think, travelling is about new encounters for individual fulfilment. This means that people are more open to trying new things whilst on the road, illegal substance abuse included. Yes it’s extremely risky and dangerous but it’s also a once in a lifetime moment that you can’t quite believe is happening. Good luck finding the club though. It moves every few weeks so authorities can’t shut it down… yet.

Blogs for Brisbane

September 18, 2010

As Triple Zed has been keeping in touch with local music for the past 35 years, there are a few awesome blogs floating around on the interwebs that are doing their bit for Brisbane’s rich musical history (as well as history in the making). Check out these blogs if you’re keen for a little bit of information on music in Brisbane from the past and present:

History:

John Willsteed and Steven Pritchard from the Cement Box show. Photo by Peter Macpherson (from Licorice Lounge blog)


The Licorice Lounge has a pretty decent collection of old releases and even some 4ZzZ live to air specials back more than twenty years ago.


That Striped Sunlight Sound blog has collated a fantastic reservoir of post-punk bands and albums from the 70s and 80s. There’s also a great collection of Australian cassette magazines that were released around the same time. Super interesting music and interviews if you have the time and interest 🙂

Liza Harvey

You Poor Take Courage, You Rich Take Care:

September 16, 2010

A Brisbane drifter’s account of the Bristol Anarchist Bookfair

Did you know that the A and O of the anarchist symbol, seen graph’d on walls across the world, actually stands for ‘Anarchy is Order’, a slogan first penned by Frenchman Pierre-Joseph Proudhon in the 1800s? Or that early radicals in the West counties of the UK (Somerset, Devon and Dorset) formed a bike group called the National Clarion Cycling Club in 1895 with a view to ‘promote socialism by being social’? No? Well neither did I before attending the Bristol Anarchist Bookfair in Stokes Croft on the weekend, the third so far of this annual refreshingly well-organised event. The neighborhood of Stokes Croft is home to a varied and active group of residents and is renowned for its rich history of squatting and community organising, such as their ongoing struggle to oppose a massive Tesco (the UK version of Coles or Woolies) being built smack-bang in the middle of their ‘buy local’ oriented district. Hamilton House was the venue for the very well-attended book fair and three floors of stalls and meeting rooms meant that punters like me were kept busy browsing and chatting to local and traveling anarchists and organisers from diverse groups and distros such as Bristol ABC Prisoner Support, Labour Behind the Label, Bicycology, AK Press, Bristol & South West Hunt Sabs and of course the old wobblies, the IWW. I got in at about lunchtime and chowed down on luscious vegan polenta-lentil bake with salads for £3. Food was cooked and served by local coop the Kebele Social Centre. At one point I looked up from my lunch to see at least five people stuffing ridiculously oversized pieces of vegan chocolate cake into their mouths, the revolution will be delicious with folk like these in the kitchen. With my hunger for food sated it was time to gorge on the smorgasbord of books and zines available. Limited by funds and lack of backpack space I still got the latest copy of Morgenmuffel, a zine hand-drawn by Brighton feminist anarchist activist Isy who also co-authored vegan cookbook Another Dinner is Possible. I was just about to moan about the lack of anarchist fiction available when I came across Edward Douglas Fawcett’s Hartman the Anarchist, republished after more than 100 years out of print. Fawcett wrote his apocalyptic vision of Victorian-era anarchists raining bombs on the houses of parliament in London from a revolutionary airship in 1892 when he was 16 years old, now that is some teenage emo angst put to good use!

There were many workshops and talks on offer throughout the day and I took time out from bookish pursuits to attend a talk in the Radical History Zone on South-West anarchism in the olden-days by local historian Steve Hunt. I was most inspired and intrigued by the information Hunt presented about the middle-class women of Bristol in the 1830s and 40s who left their cushy Clifton residences to show solidarity for the workers in poorer areas, moving into working-class digs and advocating for better conditions and pay for Bristol’s struggling dockers, factory workers and homeworking seamstresses. And then there was the aforementioned National Clarion Cycling Club, determined to spread people power through the countryside. Armed with wheatpaste and socialist propaganda in their saddlebags they would set off on picnics with tea and crumpets packed, leaving no turnstyle, fencepost or farmgate unadorned with their boldly printed poster proclaiming loudly ‘Fellowship is life! Lack of fellowship is death!’. It seems that long before Critical Mass was a twinkle in anyone’s eye the Clarion Club were escaping their industrial towns and villages and assembling and biking for truth, freedom and, well, the sheer pleasure of it. Brisbane fixie kids take heed!

I scarce had time to consult my program to see what was next when the room was invaded by the very boisterous presence of Ray ‘Roughler’ Jones, a stalwart bad boy of the Welsh punk scene in Swansea. Jones paced up and down the room launching into titillating stories of his time in a rag-tag punk/striptease band with the infamous Ian Bone of Class War. His witty recollections and thick Welsh brogue kept all entertained even if we didn’t know what the bloody hell he was saying half the time. Jones was promoting his new book Drowning on Dry Land, a memoir of booze, drugs, prison, chatting up Marianne Faithful and his time editing Roughler magazine. I left the room mentally exhausted after the indomitable Jones explained he had to ‘fuck off’ and catch a train to Penzance to see a friend. The only thing left to do was to sample some local beers and ciders at the Canteen bar downstairs, a perfect tribute to Jones’ tales of intemperance and indulgence. For the rough and ready of the bookfair crowd there was a follow-up fundraiser/afterparty (the fair costs between £800 and £1000 to run and there is no entrance fee) at an old tailors’ shop down the road with entertainment by COP ON FIRE (Belgium)
D’ONDERHOND (Belgium) and THE DAGGER BROTHERS (Bristol). Although I am of the opinion one can have too much ska and dub-step in one night the bands played with spirit and defused the only fight that arose, commenting on the futility of left-wing activists warring against each other when there is so much else in the world to rise up against. Here here.

In all the bookfair was a fortifying experience for this Brisbane escapee. I marvel at how Bristol can support so many social centres, squats and co-ops and wish this were true also for my own hometown. The event made me rethink my own complacency in getting active in grassroots organising in Brisbane because it seemed to hard, I was too busy, or I couldn’t find a group that exactly represented my politics. After seeing so many self-reliant individuals working hard to confront capitalism through direct action, creativity and mutual-aid I am inspired to join the battle. Coz if it was easy, they wouldn’t call it “struggle” right?

Olivia Caputo

Accidental Australian Sumo Champions – A Roller Derby Girls’ Story

September 14, 2010

Kerry O'Connor third from right, Monica MacKenzie far right

By Kenada Quinlan

How does a Derby girl become an Australian Sumo Champion without one iota of training or knowledge of the sport? Now training for the World Sumo Championships taking place in Poland, Brisbane’s Kerry O’Connor, Sun State Roller Girl and current Australian Women’s Sumo Champion, enlightens us on the events that transpired and how you can get involved…

What the hell happened?
As part of the Sun State Roller Girls annual camp, we were down on the Gold Coast and our venue coincided with the Australian Sumo Championships. Sun State President Nicky Knockout started talking with the championship organisers about non-mainstream women’s sports and about the similarities between Sumo and roller derby. Both require participants to get down low for balance and to knock your opponent over. That’s when Sun State were invited to participate in the Australian Sumo Championship.

Who was involved?
We had about 60 skaters at the Sun State camp and about 12 decided to compete. I think mostly it was to try something different. We wore the Mawashi, the nappy looking thing, over our leggings and we learnt how to do the rituals including the foot stamping. Turns out, our booty blocking skills translated well for Sumo – the SS Roller Girls won four Sumo medals between them.

What were your fellow Sumo competitors like?
Tall, blonde, fit and gorgeous. A far cry from the stereotype.

How did you bout Sumo style?
No hair pulling – No hitting with closed fists – No eye-gouging. Apart from that you just go for it. Most of our bouts were really short and intense – 30 seconds in the ring using all the force you can muster is really quite exhausting. It was a sudden death… meaning once you lost you were eliminated from the competition – I played three bouts to win the championship.

How did you feel when you were invited to the World Sumo Championships in Poland?
I was totally shocked. I couldn’t believe I’d been asked… I was on the bus when I checked my emails and I went weak in the knees while grinning from ear to ear. It’s a once in a lifetime chance and I’ll be travelling with fellow derby girl Monica ‘Monstar’ MacKenzie who qualified for middle weight division – so it’s a real Sun State thing too. The derby league are really encouraging and supportive, and I’m also really pleased to be part of the Australian Female Sumo Team, who for the first time can field a competitor in each weight division.

What training is involved?
The competition runs 14 – 17 October so Monica and I are Sumo training once a week, plus normal derby training. Monica is a fitness instructor so she’s got it covered, and I’m trying to lift more weights and do more explosive type leg work because speed is a real advantage in Sumo.

How can people get involved and show their support?
The Australian Sumo Federation doesn’t have the funds to send the teams over, so we are looking for team or individual sponsors and doing our own fundraising.

You can join them for ‘Trivia Night Sumo Style’ at the Coorparoo Bowls Club September  24 at 7pm. Half the tickets have already been sold – for more information visit the Trivia Night Sumo Style Facebook page.

With the sponsorship, there are branding opportunities, and the ASF have been really successful in gaining great media coverage of their events. If you are interested in finding out more about Sumo or supporting our team to compete in Poland, contact the President of the Australian Sumo Federation Katrina Watts.

Behind The Velvet Curtain of Brisbane’s Burlesque Scene

September 7, 2010

by Sarina Quinlan

As Brisbane gears up for the annual Gangster’s Ball, 4ZZZ throws a spotlight on Brisbane’s Lena Marlene, mistress of all things burlesque.

A self confessed workaholic/masochist, Marlene is the Co-Director of Scoundrelles School of Pole, Burlesque and Performance, a teacher of burlesque for Mad Dance, a burlesque and circus performer in her own right and the Producer and Artistic Director of The RaGTaG Revue and the Chrome St Follies (formerly known as The Velvet Follies – their name change due to their new studio location).

Lena Marlene - Clarissa Bones, Raw Bones Photography

Who are The Chrome St Follies?
“The Chrome St Follies are an eclectic collection of performers who don’t quite fit into any other niche. Not quite Cabaret, not quite circus and too fickle to be theatre. Most commonly labelled burlesque they love corsetry and a good punch line, the absurd and the sublime and know that anything good has to be done with passion. Some are professionally trained (in all sorts of things from Opera to Ballet to Contemporary), others have learnt the hard way.”

What are the Chrome Street Follies promoting?
“I think about the only thing the Follies is promoting is a slightly askew appreciation of beauty. Not always the traditional, certainly not always the classical and often found in strange places. It’s not always burlesque, sometimes totally indefinable but always entertaining. Many who have seen us now might never have gone to a ‘burlesque’ event thinking it just a euphemism for stripping. Now I hope they might know better!”

Who is involved?
“All the performers are very giving of their time and willing to investigate my ideas and are very tolerant of my choices in music – which is all essential. My fellow Scoundrelles Vivienne La Rouge and Clare Leigh Risque are rocks… There is no substitute for live music, Maestro Jennings and his talented bunch of musicians are a vital ingredient.

For several months though I lived, ate & breathed Follies. Delegation is the least of my talents and there is so very much to do for such a large show – I swear it nearly killed me! But now we have a fabulous core group of performers who know very well what I need from them and who understand my artistic vision.”

What next for The Follies?
“The Chrome St Follies have already successfully taken our show to the opening of the Waterloo Hotel, The Up Front Club at Maleny, The Shine Ball and this weekend both the Gangster’s Ball at The Tivoli and the Hoa’s Angels Masquerade Gala Charity Ball. At the end of this month it’s a road trip with a difference when we pack our sequins and feathers and replace Opera at a fundraising Gala in PNG!”

How can people get involved?

“Burlesque is a hard one to break in to. Not a week goes by that someone doesn’t ask me how to get a spot in a show… Go to shows and see what you like and what you don’t. Introduce yourself to the producer from a position of humility…above all please remember that the producer has their reputation riding on the quality of all the shows….If you truly don’t know where to start get to class! I have seen the potential in many a gal in class and more than one RaGTaGger or Follier has come from there.”

Clarissa Bones - Raw Bones Photography

To keep up to date with the latest burlesque news and events, add Lena Marlene on Facebook.

For burlesque and pole dancing classes visit www.scoundrelles.com.au.

More Brisbane Burlesque Events
Miss Bertie’s Smoking Joynt @ Hope and Montague St, West End

Cantina in the Spiegeltent

Chaz Royal’s Big Top burlesque Follies

Frankly! It’s a Pop Festival

September 6, 2010

Frankly! It’s a Pop Festival graced our fine Powerhouse this last Saturday past, bringing with it an enviable lineup of some serious pop bands. In the last year or so my definition of ‘pop music’ has done a complete backflip. So, I can understand if you’ve read this review so far and thought “hells no! A pop festival??” But, Zeders, fear not – this is pop music at its purest, with just plain mother fucker catchy tunes. The lineup was made up of Fabulous Diamonds (Melb), Guy Blackman (Melb), Surf City (NZ), Crayon Fields (Melb), High Places (US) and Xiu Xiu (US). I found it interesting that there seemed to be a pretty decent crowd right up until Xiu Xiu played – perhaps the lure of pretty and colourful fireworks got people’s attention. Lawrence English who curated the festival certainly did a great job at piecing together this fantastic pop festival!

Fabulous Diamonds
One of the things that really struck me about Fabulous Diamonds was there skill in keeping repetition interesting. Sure, there songs are a collection of one drum beat and a keyboard riff that slowly develops over a period of about 7 minutes or so, but for some reason I find it really easy to get into it. I thoroughly enjoyed their set at Frankly on Saturday, much more so than at their LP launch the night before at Burst City. Fabulous Diamonds seemed to balance the right amount of tension and drone quality across their Frankly show and I’m not sure if anyone else could have pulled it off quite as well as they did.

Guy Blackman
I’m still not quite sure how I feel about the Guy Blackman set at Frankly. For a lot of the time his simple pop keyboard melodies, clean vocals and daggy jokes made me feel like I was watching my Dad perform. But maybe that was just his charm? I think I kind of appreciated it in the same sense that you can appreciate a dad-joke, and his set did get more interesting as it went on. By the last two songs, the boys from Crayon Fields had joined Blackman on stage to perform a super up-beat version of “Gayle”, which ended the set on a fantastic note.

Surf City
Surf City really carry on that classic New Zealand pop sound that is reminiscent of bands like The Clean and even Songs (yes, I know they’re from Sydney but three of them are from NZ!). There was a real particular nostalgic pop sensation that flowed through the Surf City set and I really enjoyed it. However, listening to music that makes you feel like dancing, while it’s really the middle of the day and everyone’s sitting down inside a big brick building just didn’t seem to bring the right vibe to their set. There was definitely something missing in the middle, some kind of translation or understanding where even though the Surf City boys performed really well, the crowd just didn’t respond in the way that I think they deserved.

Crayon Fields
There was something extremely wholesome about watching a bunch no particularly attractive guys play 60s inspired pop with a geeky precision! Crayon Fields are now one of my favourite bands, and I think it might be just because I feel like if I took one of them home my dad would be very happy! Their set at Frankly was really great and they injected a fair dose of renewed excitement into the festival air. Not that the previous bands didn’t perform well, but the whole timetable had been pushed forward by about an hour and this made everything feel a little rushed, like the organizers were trying to rip off a band aid as fast as possible. So when Crayon Fields played fantastically, there was a fair amount of excitement that seemed to drive up the vibes a little bit.

High Places
There were a few things about the High Places set that really distracted me from really enjoying their set. There were a fair amount of sound issues before they started playing which pushed back their time by half an hour (and actually bringing the festival back to its original playing times) and there’s always a nervous tension in the air when even the audience can tell that something’s gone wrong. Then when they started playing the mix just seemed a little bit out, like there was some phasing or something happening with the speakers… and then I realized it was all because of a photographer who was leaning his entire body against the right hand speaker to steady his camera and in doing so cutting out most of the higher frequencies and quite radically changing the sound. As a trained engineer/producer, these little things really get to me and I’m sure even those in the audience who don’t know anything about the physics of sound would have heard the extreme change in sound. As I said, I was pretty distracted through the High Places set, and so while their beats came across really brutal and meaty from their drum machine, I felt like for most of the set the entertainment value of watching two people on stage and a drum machine just didn’t hold its worth. It was real shames because their recorded works are fantastic and pack a shitload of punch, but it just didn’t seem to translate live. This, doubled up with my audiophile distractions proved High Places to be a bit of a disappointment.

Xiu Xiu
While in their stage setup, Xiu Xiu weren’t all that too different from High Places in term of two people on stage adorned by drum machines, keyboards, guitars and a few percussion bits and bobs, their live stage presence was surprisingly overwhelming. I felt that they were super intimidating on stage, especially Angela Seo. Maybe because I’ve seen her throw up for the entire 3:56 of the “Chocolate Makes You Happy” filmclip I thought ‘wow, there’s really not much these guys wouldn’t do for their art’. And that completely translated into their set at Frankly. Xiu Xiu had an air about them where they really came across as being completely there for the audience and for their music. I know this sounds cheesy, but they really ‘performed’, and it was thoroughly entertaining, engaging and exciting. Even though the crowd had maybe halved by the time Xiu Xiu graced the stage, I really don’t think it altered anything about their performance and it was really flattering.

Liza Harvey

Review: Memphis by Magic Kids

September 4, 2010

At the moment, there are a lot of groups jumping on the surf rock bandwagon (presumably heading straight to the coast), and I guess you could say Magic Kids are one of them. Hailing from Memphis (surprising no?), these kids gained a lot of recognition in the music scene back in 2009 with the release of their single Hey Boy. A year later, Magic Kids have lived up to the hype with the release of a downright infectious debut.

Memphis is short and sweet and so full of youthful exuberance, I’m fairly convinced it could replace Botox. The opening track Phone lets you in on the overall feel of the album; jangly guitars, harmonious vocal layering and the cutest orchestral arrangements this side of the fence. Hey Boy remains the highlight of the record, in all its sunshine pop glory, and the rest of the tracks are close behind. Seriously, it’s like these guys have never seen a rainy day in their lives.

All in all, Magic Kids are a little twee pop, very Beach Boys, and hopelessly optimistic. And this, my friends, makes for a fantastic band with a gorgeous debut.

– Sophie.