Terrible decision really...
Camden-based (give 'em a break) indie-poppers My Sad Captains are tipped as a band to watch in 2007, (albeit by The Fly Magazine, Steve Lamacq and XFM's Claire Sturgess - so that means as much to me as the work of Shakespeare does to a crippled squirrel with herpes), and as the year is almost half-gone, it really doesn't leave them much time to make an impression. And they don't. Well...actually they do...but it ain't a good one.
'Bad Decisions' sounds like The Rolling Stones covering Ladytron and played backwards at the wrong speed after jam has been spread on the vinyl and the stylus has been replaced with a toothpick.
Melodic-synth-inflected-Americana pop is a bad idea - just plain bad. Individually they're just about tolerable - provided you've got easy access to a plethora of prescriptive and not-so-prescriptive drugs, a veritable cache of booze and the latest DVD box set of 'Columbo' in case it all gets too much. Put 'em together however, and even the fuzzy sight of Peter Falk waving his hands in the air shouting "Just one more thing Sir" while magic dust dribbles out of your nostrils and into your beer doesn't make even a dent.
The only positive thing about 'Bad Decisions' is that it's short...but then so was Hitler and he was a right bastard. This track gallops into the memory faster than Jade Goody can eat a swan but at least has the decency to realise its worth, trudge to the cliff-edge of your subconscious and throw itself off to join Maximo Park and Arcade Fire in the swirling whirlpool of bland and useless music, never to trouble you again. Honestly, I've listened to it four fucking times now and all I can think about is how they got those Global Hypercolour t-shirts to work.
B-Side 'Here And Elsewhere' is more of the same - only it's a bit slower.
'Bad Decisions' is twee, it's bland and it's annoying. All in all, it's pretty useless. 'Bad Decisions'? You betcha life...