BISCUIT FOR BEARS- Bare Bears
But what biscuits would bears eat? Probably Garibaldis? And if this
band was a biscuit, what kind of biscuit would they be? Possibly somewhere
between a crumbling discarded Rich Tea and a flavoursome Party Ring.
I say this because B for B arent necessarily what you desire
but on the other hand they go with a formulaic approach to song-writing
nodding back to a classic time. Just with the attitude of, the attitude
well, a Party Ring. So you could look at them this way; they
are either tasteless, classless and they dont care if nobody
likes their self-proclaimed lo-fi alt pop, or they are
a brash explosion of colour that are going to make you salivate a
bit. Or both.
Anyway, the Cambridge-based quartets name doesnt reflect
the stark garage punk rock metal they do so well but thats good
to hear really. A few harmonies sweeten the mix that is otherwise
scathing; lead track Freak Control is short and to the
point in an ode to all the sell-outs of the world. And its bands
like this- hard-working musicians that do it for the hell of it- that
feels joyous to listen to. I think they would be exciting to watch
live. Sorry if this review didnt tell you all that much about
them. All I know is that Im pretty hungry now.