It’s been happening since way before The Shins burst onto the scene in 2001 with their debut, and quirky, indie pop will be going on until well after James Mercer, Broken Bells and his Aural Apothecary label have been and gone. Of course, what ‘Oh, Inverted World’ did was take the formula that the likes of Pavement had been using and changed it from being slightly off-kilter to being sickly sweet in it’s perfection. What Quiet Hooves do to that same recipe is have all eight members attack it with minimal energy and complete style. The results are, of course, sublime.
Coming out of Athens, Georgia, the band are still enjoying gaining the much coveted ‘album art of the month’ from Vice magazine in a review that was largely positive from the wannabe hipster pleasing publication. Given that Los Campesinos!, with the bombastic drama of their sound, have the same amount of members, it’s difficult to hear what the band do with all 16 of their hands for their songs. It’s improbably that pouring every last ounce of energy into every song is top of their list of priorities, an ethic that is gloriously reflected throughout each of their efforts. The vocal delivery sounds vaguely similar to Clap your hands say yeah! but with the love it/hate it element mercifully erased. The music itself sounds like a distorted version of what Woodsist have been putting out for the past few years, equally psychedelic but made impossibly weirder.
So far, a self released CD, a 7″ and a load of home-made t-shirts are the sum total of their physical output, which is definitely a cry for some mid-level independent label to give them access to a reel to reel for a couple of hours. Consider this a call to arms.
Quiet Hooves – Can’t Catch a Break
Quiet Hooves – My Girl