I’d like to dedicate this song to whoever was responsible for not granting Beulah a work permit to enter the UK and play a London gig about seven or eight years ago. Good work.
Indie pop passed through a Spectorometer, resulting in greatness.
This is James before Sit Down made people go all weird on the dancefloor, pre-Laid, pre-Eno, and a whirling, skittering delight it is, too.
If The Pains of Being Pure at Heart have some Field Mice LPs in their collection, then something – specifically “Shimmer” – tells me they might just have been listening to the odd Flatmates album as well.
“Higher Than The Stars” is up there with the very best current indie pop. Comparisons have been made, not unreasonably, between The Pains of Being Pure at Heart and The Field Mice; the two share a Saint Etienne-shaped connection in the form of remixes and covers as well as a canny knack with gentle floating pop.
“Oblivious” sees the ever-brilliant Roddy Frame in his younger days.
I have a feeling I posted the New Zealand masterclass that is “Heavenly Pop Hit” once before (and a long time ago) but it’s comfortably indie and poppy enough to deserve a repeat. Dum de dum dum, dum de dum, it’s a heavenly pop hit indeed.
The Smiths-esque, you might say. Also, lots of other stuff-esque. Also, wonderful-esque.
Charmingly scratchy and analogue, enough to make any hipster’s heart sing.
Proof that even if your debut is practically perfect, it can be hard to overcome that clunky band name you unaccountably saddled yourselves with. One album and then they were gone.
Deserving of so much more success is Joe Pernice. From his Scud Mountain Boys days through solo work to Pernice Brothers, he’s created stacks of beautiful pop like this.