GLASS CITY VICE

Roll The Futureheads, Foals and Bloc Party into one concise harmonic indie-pop outfit and you might, just might, arrive at Glass City Vice. Hailing from Brighton and partially possessed of beards, you could be forgiven for being a tad sceptical about such a young band. Well, this single is a tale of two halves. For a track to be called Landslide, I'd expect more than just polite verses and a trickle of oh-oh-ohs all over the place - I'd either be expecting menacing electronics (Cabaret Voltaire's uneasy Landslide from Red Mecca) or some emotional torment (Fleetwood Mac's Landslide). Instead, this does indeed sound like a bunch of hipsters warbling for coins. But lo, the b-side 72nd Street chimes into earshot with its big clumpy drums and neat hooks and all is forgiven

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Paul PLEDGER
06/03/2015