Band names of late have alternated between the animalistic and the mysterious, so that it’s good to see someone trying to buck the trend. Choosing the opt for something that sounds like a cross between a early 20th century curio exhibition and a Radio 4 comedy drama, Drew Price’s Bermuda Triangle makes music that follows a similar route. Pitched somewhere in the middle of every decent movement going at the moment, literally so when he samples Neon Indian, but there’s a lot of atmosphere and distortion, even if it’s difficult to comprehend quite where it’s all moving towards.
It’s a good thing that, at the moment, being weird is just enough to get you noticed in music, something Bermuda Triangle does its best to exploit. There are ideas aplenty, but these still feel more like musings rather than full formed, well rounded songs – snippets extended and drawn out. These are the sounds that lurk at the back of your mind, a mish mash of half-forgotten tracks melded together to create something different and challenging, beautiful at times and worrying at others. Worth keeping an eye on just in case that moment of inspiration that constantly threatens does one day come out of the Bermuda Triangle.