By this point in my music listening life, I am very cautious about songs named after women. It usually indicates generic indie music that should have been buried sometime around Britpop; tales of a woman who is special in some way and warrants a whole song to herself. ‘Emily’ isn’t as bad as that, but at the same time it’s hardly going to change my feelings on these lady-specific numbers.
ANGEL PIER sound like a shoe-gazing Interpol, with Beach Boy melodies. It’s fairly unremarkable, but definitely of more interest than Glasvegas, who are touting this sort of sound about now, but to many more plaudits. It’s a sweeping, layered effort with enough of a beat to make it danceable, and the right level of atmospherics for brooding as well. They clearly have big venues in mind, but at the moment it all feels quite intimate. B-side ‘ ‘ has less of an obvious tune, but sounds different to ‘Emily,’ with more emphasis on the melancholic.
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Ones to keep an eye on, but it might be too soon to get excited just yet.
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