Not going to lie, the main reasons I’m writing this is that I was born in 1992. Alright, that might not be strictly true but there was at least a brief moment where a synapse inside my brain had the notion ‘Ciaran, that’s your year!’ I am not a smart man. However, I do like a lovely bit of blaring indie-pop, especially when it’s such a full-frontal aural delight as this nicely shined gem from French-Cameroonian duo Air Bag One.
There’s the energetic essence of those ever-popular Two Door Cinema and Bombay Bicycle clubs with the added electronic element of peak era Everything Everything blended into this and the way in which they let the synths simply take over in places show that the pair have a strong understanding of creating a fine balance between their shouty vocal talents and their ability to put together an aural excursion which sees them balance that delicate tightrope between indie and pop without so much as the slightest hint of fear when looking down.
This pair have every right to be confident in their music, it’s rather splendid indeed.
(Yes, I know how late I am with this but that shouldn’t really be a surprise to you if you’ve been here before…)