Sons, daughters and great expectations..
I loved Sons and Daughter’s EP from last year: Love The Cup. So I was almost paralysed with excitement when their album The Repulsion Box finally arrived this week.
Perhaps I’d just got myself a little too excited, because even though its good - it’s not quite as good as I’d hoped.
It’s got the whole indie-hillbilly thing going, with lots of mandolins and footstomping and fuzzy guitars etc but it’s all just a little flat. Still, that’s probably just my over expectations speaking…it’s still better than most of the stuff that arrives in the post, and a refreshing change from the latest tweak on 80s indy pop. If I ever went out any more I’d probably love them to bits live.
I had no such expectations of Ryan Adams’ latest: Cold Roses. I’ve never really got into him - but I think both Word and Uncut said this was his finest…so, being easily swayed, I splashed out. And, you know what…it’s pretty good. You should try it.