Prepare to get right deep into something jangly enough it could easily earn a prime spot around Mr T’s neck – Saharas are stepping out in style and it sounds just a teeny bit magical.
The guitars are the real stars of the piece here, with sounds straight out of ’80s and ’90s songbooks of off-kilter indie darlings while the way the Windsor-based trio manage expectations with flowing highs and lows is also more pleasing than petting kittens and puppies for hours on end. Each time this one rises to a bubble so powerful you’ll know it’s time to put the spaghetti in there must be some kind of endorphin being released in your brain that’s giving you just what you need – surely it can’t be the music providing this glorious feeling? Perhaps… The band say this song is all about “self conflict and not being able to kick a bad habit” apparently, which is nice. If your habit is that you just can’t get enough of listening to this then you’ve got a pretty cushy life haven’t you? That was terrible, sorry. I won’t do better next time.
At the end of the day, this is just a really enjoyable piece of music that I strongly advise you tell all of your friends about because by not letting them listen to it you’re basically committing a crime. And that’s not very nice, is it?