Brother. – Ain’t Over You
You see, because of the work I’ve done on Alt77, I’ve been forced to listen to really great, classy music. The kind of tunes that sound like they’ve been written by people who read thick books on subjects like palaeontology and then go on to write a rock-opera about it.
Here I am, a closet Cage the Elephant admirer, that listened ardently to each one of their releases and then had to wash the shame off afterwards. Yes, I like a good melody! Yup, a clean production, one that doesn’t sound like the music’s been recorded in an unused swimming pool would be nice.
“Ain’t over you” by Brother. sounds like that kind of tune. It’s nice. It makes me want to crack open a bottle of rose and treat myself to an afternoon of relaxation. The melodies are pretty, the production is crisp, and I could throw it on to a playlist featuring Tame Impala and Cage the Elephant without anyone shouting at me to get that artsy-crap off.
“Ain’t over you” is the last piece of cake that goes mysteriously missing while everyone else has gone to bed.
Sketch Club – Futile Pursuits
I don’t know the gentlemen in Sketch Club personally and, so, defining their personalities seems like a stretch. Still, they sound as if they enjoy their visits to the movies, amassing an impressive record collection, and taking long walks on the beach.
Futile Pursuits is a tune that manages to put together the best of two worlds. On the one hand, this could certainly soundtrack a black and white movie where characters have few lines and get to stare into the distance mysteriously. On the other hand, the sound marches steadily like the work of people who’ve enjoyed their fair share of punk rock over the years.
The melodies are good too, and while none of the vocalists here are howling virtuosos, they use all the skill in their arsenal to great effect. In the overcrowded world of electro-tinged indie-rock, Sketch Club is a refreshing voice.