This is the fourth release from Morden’s spiky and compulsive popsters GOOD SHOES, and precludes the band’s long awaited debut album ('Think Before You Speak'), with five-tracks spanning all formats.
The title track is typiclally catchy, exploding forth with a shock tactical ‘on-the-one’ opening that gradually slouches into a sparse, jangling shuffle as Rhys’s languid delivery reveals more hook-laden singalong lyrics as seen beyond the capital’s tubeways.
The explosive demo is an almost carbon copy, and back-to-back they stand testament to the band’s raw energy, right down to that chanting and demonic key change. The progressive Beatlemaniac middle eight in the surging metamorphosis of ‘Valley Boy’ marks an otherwise invisible shift from skank-fuelled punk to melodic thundering stacatto indie-pop of distinction. Amphetamine-frenzied military percussion gives way to bass booming fragments of the tune as the whole thing falls into place on the back of a threaded riff. Then shatters again.
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‘Saturday’ showcases those can’t be arsed to sing vocals as every seventh wave bursts the dam with the minimalist guitar rising to a skank-out. ‘It’s Impossible’ surfs closely to sounding like the old SPACE record ‘The Female Of The Species’ before wheeling away in a tense triumphant cacophony of a system that’s all been sussed out.
Bare melodies and the potential for addiction are a constant feature of the band’s compulsive sound, and on the strength of this, the album should make for essential listening.
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