The Morgues have just ruined my day. I was in the perfect mood to morph into an acid-tongued music hack and their new EP turns out to be great...Bugger. ...............................
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Eponymous opener ‘Now Look At Me Now’ is a simple, Dylan influenced guitar and vocals number, with a deadpan lyrical narrative and post-modern canned laughter and applause added in with a sly wink. It’s a cosy, angsty blanket of a song.
.‘Handful of Roses’ is fantastically gloomy pop where tormented vocals accompany jangly, reverb soaked melodies that verge on shoegaze. It perversely achieves happiness and melancholy in equal measure, saying less “everything’s alright” and more “it’s all fucked but let’s not worry about it.”
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Ok, so The Morgues aren’t doing anything new, but what they do is executed with perfection. Their music sounds like songs you’ve loved for years. Retreading old ground is always a risk but they dig up enough nostalgia to allow you to slightly fall in love with their music. Listen to this record in the early hours with a bottle of whisky for full gushing effect. Superb.
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Where The Sidewalk Ends by TheMorgues
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