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PARISWHEEL: DRAGON

DRAGON’ spends its first 2 and a half minutes experimenting; acquainting itself with all the tools available, so to speak. With thirty seconds left to go, it suddenly unleashes what the listener’s been eagerly awaiting: A flummoxing, gigantic chorus. Pre-explosion, we’re given sonical snippets of what’s to come; tribal drum hits; synths dripping with sweat; bold declarations of “I am fire breathing” from PARISWHEEL’s vocalist. But then it clicks. Everything falls into place like a layered brick formation - perfectly put together pop, albeit the kind you have to be patient with at first. 

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BEACHPARTY: Runaway

I’m officially in a yearly, sorry state where I spend all of winter in utter misery, hoping that tomorrow will magically produce a hot, sunny day, knowing full well that my allergies and pale skin won’t make that much of a fun occasion either.

BEACHPARTY is the THIRD band with the word ‘Beach’ in their name to be blogged by MFM this week. That says a lot about our urges to escape from cold, stagnating England. But it also speaks volumes about the quality of beach-inclined bands (disclaimer: It’s a coincidence); as the garage-pop of ‘Runaway’ captures my current aspirations perfectly. “Would you like to run away?”, bark the LA pair repeatedly for 2 and a half minutes. Yes, I would very much like to run away. But remind me to pack my factor 35 sun lotion beforehand, for crying out loud.

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Mirror Lady : Shapes (Spiderwoman)

Documenting dangers in the female of the species (“In nothin’ but your t-shirt/ She holds you to the wall / And wraps her web ‘till you can’t move at all”), Mirror Lady’s sweet, percussive-based blast of relationship advice is like a breath of fresh air. There’s nothing false or cynical about this style of guitar pop - you try and pick holes but all you’re left with is the original. Think Vampire Weekend without the divisive sound. Pomegranates with more of an ability to get to the point. Short-lived, fast-moving and flooring. Just the kind we like.

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AUDIOVISUALS///Grouplove - Colours

Taken from the self-titled debut EP, due out February 7th, ‘Colours’ serves as a mouthwatering introduction to the work of this Los Angeles-based five-piece. We can’t wait to hear more, and it turns out the video’s actually rather smashing too.

The Active Set: Let The Games Begin

Words: Nathan Standlee

The Active Set are a four-piece indie-punk outfit from Los Angeles, California. Based on the press shots I’ve seen of the band (each member frozen in ridiculously cheesy mid-air jumps), which is all I have to go on at this point, I’m slightly wary of what musical garbage might possibly be dumped in my ears for the next three minutes. Obviously I never learned anything from the age old warning, ‘Don’t judge a book by its cover’. 

‘Let the Games Begin’ is actually a quite quaffable effort from The Active Set. It certainly won’t be breaking any boundaries or starting any new crazes, but it’s decent, solid, songwriting. Starting with a riff that instantly conjures up thoughts of early Editors/Bloc Party material, it quickly breaks down into a saucy little verse with a nice bass groove over some tactfully strummed chords. Vocalist Matthew Stolarz’s comforting inflection emerges from the depths, like Willy Mason if he had slightly more energy, and breathes all sorts of new life into the song.

Where things take a turn for the worse is in the lyrical content; almost cringeworthy at times, with lines like: ‘Evening came / I thought of a plan and tried it out / I dug up a purpose that everybody shared / I tried to refine it, polish it up, make a good presentation / I took a breath and shouted’. Suddenly I feel like I’m at a Christian rock festival and should feel guilty for holding hands with girls. Not cool. 

Regardless, the song does have some great moments. The bridge leading up to the not-quite-reaching-the-dizzying-heights-it-should chorus is actually a chorus in itself. The hook is so super catchy that when the real chorus kicks in it’s a bit of a let down. Rough, raw guitars, driving drums, and some well-placed hand-claps keep things moving along nicely though, and every section of the track is perfectly listenable. 

But that’s pretty much where it ends. It’s not bad by any means, but it’s not setting my world alight either. If it came on the radio in the car, I’d happily sit and listen for the full three minutes over the other nonsense that’s currently on the airwaves. Does it make me want to rush and buy the album though? No, I’m afraid not.

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Liars: Sisterworld

Words: Gareth O’Malley

Okay, so this is really a concept album. If that’s turned you off ‘Sisterworld’ already, I implore you, read on. You’ll find it’s not at all a bad thing. Formerly based in New York, but now with a new headquarters of sorts in Berlin, ‘experimental’ (and god, how I loathe that term) rock tri o Liars are back with their fifth record, and while it won’t win any prizes for immediately, it is, for lack of a better word, an absolute belter.

The band have said that, thematically, the record deals with ‘the alternate spaces people create in order to maintain identity in a city like L.A. Environments where outcasts and loners celebrate a skewered relationship to society.’ What this all means is that ‘Sisterworld’ is rather Los Angeles-centric, and thus the album is obviously rather difficult to connect with if you don’t live there.

Music is the universal language, however, and if ‘Sisterworld’ doesn’t provoke some sort of response within you, then I’d be rather worried. Things quite often move into frightening territory - the focus is on krautrock soundscapes whose primary objective is to unsettle the listener. And the result of all this is something thrilling and chilling in equal measure.

Lead single ‘Scissor’ grows from an a capella opening into an explosive workout, frontman Angus Andrew’s buzzsaw riffs and high-pitched, keening vocals giving the track a real sense of urgency, even desperation.

There isn’t a whole lot of potential single material on here, but surely ‘No Barrier Fun’ will be considered to promote the album. Its combination of funky bass, ghostly strings and subtle yet effective percussion courtesy of Julian Gross is rather stunning, and the track sends out the message that Liars have set their sights high.

The spiky, frenetic post-punk of ‘Here Comes All The People’ ratchets the tension up a further few notches. You wonder just how intense the record is going to become, and then are offered a welcome breather in the form of the dreamy, ethereal ‘Drip’.

Then you realise that all along the band were looking to lull you into a false state of security, as the absolutely terrifying ‘Scarecrows On A Killer Slant’ kicks in. A visceral four minutes, the track rails against the culture of violence that has spead throughout L.A. The venom in Andrew’s voice as he sings is truly unnerving, as he calmly delivers the lines, ‘We should drag the creeps out at night / Drag ‘em in complete by their ears / We should nail their guns to the wall’, before exploding in a vehement fit of rage: ‘Stand them in the street with a gun. and then kill ‘em all!’

The track is a clear highlight, simply because of its ferocity and passion that is unequalled on any other track here. ‘Proud Evolution’ opens with a chiming, shimmering riff, before being underpinned by bass and clattering drums. The lyrics here deserve particular attention, Andrew mentioning the ‘hundred million potholes you can step in without knowing that you have’ before warning that ‘you should be be careful’. The line is understated. but in the context of the album it is tremendously effective.

The sarky, ironic ‘The Overachievers’ opens ‘Sisterworld”s closing trio of songs, the band having a go at what is quite literally ‘slacker rock’: ‘There wasn’t much to do, so we just sat in watching TV / And smoked weed’. Its presence sets up the penulatimate track, the menacing, riff-driven ‘Goodnight Everything’, perfectly, before things draw to a close with ‘Too Much, Too Much’, whose ambient tones finish the record in an unexpectedly calm fashion.

Nor will ‘Sisterworld’ win any awards for immediacy. However, this album is the best kind: one you have to immerse yourself in - and not just because it’s a concept record. Plus it makes it so much better when things finally start to click, and this dark, forbidding, yet brilliant record begins to open up.

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mp3: Scissor

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