Song reviews

Wouldn’t you just know that The Ghibertins were from Italy? The PR blurb calls them a folk rock trio but that is like calling an Alfa Romeo just another car. There is more style in “The Less I Know The Better” than any and every folk rock band ever had and, with a jazzy literacy underpinning the song, my ears will await their album with anticipation

More Canadian class from Glass Hour with “Burn” having the kind the kind of ear friendliness that made for hits and money back in the days when there were hits and money to be made in new music.

Nice, if repetitive, slice of power pop from Anna Tosh with “Weightless” just managing to cross the border into the land of the hypnotic whilst still making it look effortless.

There is something endearing about Turtle Farm’s song “Tremors” even if, like all lo-fi electronica, it sounds as if it should be on the soundtrack to some Italian horror movie from the eighties.

Not sure if this is meant to be satire of the style and times of the late seventies updated for the 21st century but New York’s The Dayz nonetheless ramble successfully through their song “Brutocracy”. It was the time and it is the time and it will be the time.

Classy if downbeat, Seasonal Beast make the most of the wistful voice of Yuli Beeri by placing it carefully and ceremoniously on top of their sensitively arranged piano led song “Dry Bones”. Definitely better than the rest.

It is a fact that there is no shortage of acoustic singer songwriters but Raffaella Piccirillo manages to distinguish herself with a delightfully accented and somewhat theatrical vocal style and a generally spirited approach to the performance of her song “Lost”

Gaelic was always the first choice language of the dirge and JR Green, being from Scotland, have applied that very conceptual approach to their song “Technicolour Native” with the result being replete with one note irony.

Somewhat playful in her approach and harking back knowingly to the early days of the urban genre, Deqn Sue is undoubtedly easy on the ear while still easily managing to take her song “Messy” for a rewarding walk along the yellow brick road. I feel the need to give this one two thumbs up.

Apparently from the Ukraine but you would never guess from their solid grasp of American style indie rock, Indytronics strut their stuff with a respectable degree of confidence and charm whilst the cascading guitars gently weep all over their song “Savannah Only Temple”.

Amy Stroup energises the sequenced loops of “Magic” with hypnotic precision and the kind of edgy vocals that are infused with a combination of world weariness and heart driven observation. Too cool for school perhaps but plenty cool enough for the street.

A manic – but in a good way – example of short sharp shock indie pop from Bloomington’s Amy O with her song “History Walking” staying just ahead of any accusations of musical larceny before taking it to the proverbial bridge.