I have mentioned it before, but I’m just so bitter about it. Who wouldn’t be? Your girlffriend goes to an innocous house party with her friends, only for her to return with tales of seeing the wonderful Mazes and one man wall of sound Spectrals. it’s not even like I can kid myself that it didn’t happen, as photographers from Vice magazine went along and photographed it all, so I can see it in all it’s grotty, beautiful glory.
As you might have heard on yesterday often plugged Pigeon Playlist #1, Mazes are brilliant. if it weren’t for the Pennines, then Spectrals would’ve definitely been featured on that mix too. However, being based in Leeds, only a faux pas of massive proportions would’ve meant an inclusion, and my family in Yorkshire would’ve never have forgiven me for linking the two places. However, now is the chance to speak about a man making music that belies his status as a solo musician.
His sound is one of low fidelity bliss, evoking connotations of the beach rock and garage punk that so often grace these pages. He’s supported Sic Alps and Crocodiles in the past, which is already a stellar track record, whilst he and Mazes will eb teaming up again to bring Manchester’s Deaf Institute to it’s knees in support of Wavves on the 25th of this month. Personally, I’m looking forward to seeing hopw it’s all done – my girlfriend, usually the sternest of gig critics, gave an overwhelmingly positive review of his party, especially considering she didn’t warm to the party too heavily. As his last.fm page suggest, there’sthe ghost of the still-living Phil Spector looming over these recordings, which lends a haunting quality to the proceedings. But you don’t need to listen to me talking about this anymore – here’s a few links for you to get some mp3s: