The jazzy strum that sparks this corker from Trudy into life raises my expectations immediately and leaves them with a very daunting task to keep me zoned in for the rest of the song. Fortunately, they’re ruddy good at what they do and I could quite happily spend endless hours listening to this because everything comes together in such a wonderfully hap-hazard way that it makes me feel at home.
With undertones of some of the mid-’00s finest wrapped up in the vocals, they lead a line above some cracking jazzy guitar riffs, bass lines that bounce about like a young puppy and resilient drums that hold everything together while not being able to show off a few hints of flair. The addition of the barbershop quartet-esque backing vocals – and the odd scream – add to the peculiarity of this song as it meanders around the musical garden a few times before sadly exiting through the gate which was accidentally left open. Everyone is pulling their weight on this one and the finished product is one of the most exciting things I’ve heard all year.
Give me this three meals a day for the rest of the year and I’ll be one very happy customer.