It’s a sad fact that people from art schools generally make better bands than people who go to study music at university. Generally, if you’re interested enough in playing guitar to get to grade 8 or whatever their equivalent of the black belt is, then you’ve got a huge interest in the technical side of music, which, as ever, is the boring side. Muse are good at playing their instruments but they are terrible at getting their instruments to make songs that don’t sound boring and dry. At least one of Keane know how to play a piano, but none of them understand how to make a song with an ounce of originality. Now, i don’t know much about Brown Orange Blue (to the point where I’m not sure whether they’re called Brown Orange Blue or brownorangeblue or The brownorangeblue band), but I know that at least one of them attends art school, which is enough for me to form a half-hearted attempt at a post on.
Comprised of Daniel Watson (the one I know) and Simon Turner (the one I don’t), they hail from Blackburn, and craft some of the most effortlessly tuneful and wonderful music. Though the first paragraph moaned somewhat about techincal bands vs good bands, it’d be fair to say that Brown Orange Blue aren’t the typical lo-fi, fuzzed up mesh of sound that you’d otherwise be expecting to hear from a band with a member studying art. In fact, it’s perfectly formed and it sounds actually pretty good. From the limited selection of stuff that I’ve heard (all of which is available on Myspace), it’s all excellent and filled with lyrics that tell some bizarre and brilliant stories. If you’re Manchester based, they’re playing Retro bar on the 9th of December. I cannot wait.
Descriptions by Daniel from the band
Brown Orange Blue – Lindow Man
lindow man- is about an old man simon met at night. The man had worked as a foreman on most of the houses when they were being built but couldnt remember which house was his.
Brown Orange Blue – A Disappearing Trick
The disappearing trick- has got natasha lea jones singing on it .Its about the two seperate occurances where simon’s girlfriends cats got run over outside his house. Both times he had to take the bodies to the house, they must of thought he was a cat hating man.