Love At Death Beach

When I first listened to these abrasive Sheffield-based go-getters, I was left dumbfounded. Speechless. Mainman Chris Presland’s cathartic vocal style was slightly overwrought and occasionally awkward, but exuded an energy and emotion which I’ve rarely heard. I warn you. Have your tissues at the ready. Be ready to cry in both fear and awe simultaneously.

Their giddy ramshackles will seem to nod toward The Maccabees at times, yet as if shrouded in a heavier Post-Hardcoresque mist, maintaining a raw edge emblematic of the grunge era. Not forgetting the aforementioned vocal strains, which at their bursting apexes are vaguely reminiscent of Xiu Xiu‘s Jamie Stewart and his tear-jerking utterances.

‘Reginald’ is indicative of this band’s beguiling idiosyncracies. As is ‘Household Necromancy’, a math-rock freakout that would make even Minus The Bear jealous. Listen and download here:

Originally published @ Sucking Lemons.