The White Stripes aside, it seems that the perfect number of people to have in a b and is two – from the heady heights of Death from above 1979 to the cult success of japandroids down to the likes of Brown Brogues, there’s a certain intensity that no other combination seems to aptly capture. Sealings are another duo who can put their excellence down to a lot more than keeping the numbers down, though – they make bass heavy songs that could easily be the result of distorting 80’s pop cassettes. It’s a stark noise that leaves a lot to the imagination and all the frightening stuff that lurks beneath, somewhere between a bad dream and a nightmare.
Their sound is sparse and backed largely by drum machine, it’s rigidity a seamless fit for their cavernous racket. it’s hardly the kind of thing your mother would like, but that’s probably exactly the point. It’s uncompromising and slightly awkwardly pitched somewhere between lo-fi, shoegaze and something a lot heavier, something tenatively being titled ‘deathgaze’, a term we can only pray doesn’t take off. Tellingly, it’s their songs that have the least warmth that retain the most charm – an attempt to mimic the garage rock revival in ‘Skate Witches’ is conspicous by it’s mundanity. But anyone who can create a track as brutal and brilliant as ‘My Boyfriend’s Dead’ deserves any kind of sins to be forgiven. Unless it’s Jack White.
Sealings – My Boyfriends Dead [download from pinglewood]