Pop loves the female voice and so do I. Yet so many modern ladies of pop, even at its outer fringes, are just so dull, dull, dull. Powerful pipes but no feeling.
I tend to binge on female vocalists (not like that, ahem) and my latest addiction is Phildel and her debut The Disappearance of the Girl.
Yes, there are clear nods to Kate Bush (Beside You, whose gorgeous piano lines evoke Yann Tiersen) and Bat for Lashes at her most spectral (Union Stone).
It’s no secret that I love a bit of the quiet to soothe ears battered by the filthy and the furious. A palate cleanser, if you will.
Sporting perhaps a band name so inappropriate they feel forced to describe themselves as “Not an AC/DC covers band”, the Bon Scotts are the antithesis of their compatriot namesake.
Quiet and introspective, these Australians weave understated, emotional songs as much from found sounds and subtle glitches as traditional instrumentation.
They managed a single four-track EP in 2005 – the best song the sublime New Rain on Summer Roads above – before going into hiatus until 2010.
Unfortunately, the two albums released since then are more upbeat and obviously quirky, losing the uncertain, wistful edge that made their debut EP so charming.
Anyway, Kylesa tomorrow night so no more cardigan music for me for a while…