Tags: Campsite Discotheque, Gloria Cycles
Okay, so the indie collectives first track ‘Astronaut Swapshop’ must be quirky, but no artists write a song about outer space and take it seriously, excluding Bowie of course. This is punchy, peculiar full of amiable lyrics. It’s only in ‘Chancer’ where singer Kenny’s Scottish accent becomes apparent, focusing less on words but fast in rhythm to slip into a Dead 60s ska vibe. There is an air of evenness between instruments as though the whole band has had a say on the makeup of the album. ‘Chewed Up’ is included to flatter drummer Jack Hannan or please any air-drum enthusiast listening, containing dynamic beats helped out by rapid string scratching. Duties are taken further on the song ‘Bag’ where bassist Jen Dalby takes lead vocal in a piece that’s sombre and echoed, so much so it’s given violin for extra apathy, the good type mind you. It can fall from ska to pop-rock quite easily. ‘Religious’ has pleasant tin-can melody, completely off charter from previous track tempo. ‘Campsite Discotheque’ may sound like a picnic and a rave, but it’s really old-fashioned rock n roll indoors.
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