Daydreamers BOYS are on hand total your summer out of sweaty cityscapes into vast, open fields filled with beautiful flowers and all the drugs good times you could possibly imagine. It’s as if you’re being taken back to one of those summers of love that most of us only really know about through grainy old footage or from when our dad has had a couple of whiskeys while watching footage of The Who at the Isle of Wight.
To be fair you’re not going to come across anything much more pleasant to listen to than this all year so it might be worth you just giving up now and getting some fancy tattoos of these lovely lads on your shoulders. The chilled out vocal delivery is almost enough to hypnotise you and the floaty guitars – that sit atop a bed of lo-fi crunch goodness – could well me that pendulum swinging between your ears without you having the foggiest clue what they’re up to. Hints of The Cure are in the ether and if you close your eyes you might even be able to see the glorious Aurora Borealis floating in front of you. Yes, at this time of year.
Don’t take life too seriously and let yourself be captivated by this bunch for a few minutes – it’ll do for the tension in your shoulders infinitely more than any drugs good times ever could.
We Close Tonight 