Should be clubbed like a baby seal…
Okay, now these guys are totally and utterly bonkers. I’m not talking slightly cross-eyed, dribbling and talking to the odd tree called Angus, no, I’m talking about marrying Angus The Tree, up rooting him, and wearing said tree as a necklace whilst telling people that you are Jesus’ autistic lovechild called Mr Alfonso Potato-Guff-Sniffer the third, as you slide around on your knees licking the floor in order to taste the earth of your mother…I mean no disrespect here, only this has to be the only other reason as to why you’d think that you can get away with being called The Seal Cub Clubbing Club. Unless of course you are Japanese, or Canadian, or Scandinavian, or have a particular dislike to seal cubs, that is…And yet, I still laugh at it…
Coming from that highly populated seal capital of the world West Kirby, these cute-blubber-animal haters, do have a fine sense of humour • which is why I feel that I can be a little more free with my opinions, without the worry that they might fire-bomb me, or nick my hub-caps. They even go as far as suggesting that the reason for the EP title of ‘May’, could be due to a number of things from the Goddess of Love to a love ritual by German youths, or to celebrate Mental Health awareness…
Okay, then enough of my inane ramblings, what about the music? This is of course the reason for this coffee induced meandering after all. Well, firstly the EP is but two songs, which I find to be therefore a slight exaggeration, as personally the difference between a single and an EP is about two or three more songs, but hey, I’m a purest.
The first song, ‘May’, which I suspect is the real reason for the EP title (you cheeky chappies), is only surprising to me insomuch as it’s not surprising. I was expecting something a little more off-the-wall, left-field, bizarre and kooky, but in fact what I get is some gentle melodic Indie. The vocals are quite high, and build up higher in the chorus of the ball-screechings of “Maaaaa-aaaaaa-aaaay!”, and there are some interesting and heavily reverberating guitar riffs, but it’s pretty middle-of-the-road stuff.
‘Tin Drum’ has dreamy vocals a little like Radiohead but a couple of octaves higher, over some confused melodic guitar notes and gentle plod of drums that sound like they may be in the next room. Coming in at a little under five and a half minutes, I found my eyelids becoming increasingly heavy by the end…
I’ll be honest with you, the music lets the band down somewhat. They have a cool name that along with the band’s obvious sense-of-humour could well sell music on it’s own, but the songs are watered-down, melodic-indie-by-numbers that at best is forgettable. Really, lads, use your strengths or you may find yourself shuffling along the ice of the music industry whilst some guy is raising his club…