The first 30 seconds of this new(wish) tune from The Boxing had me thinking this was what ‘My Generation‘ would have sounded like if The Who had taken acid just a few years earlier. Instead, it filters out into a ridiculous blend of waves child guitars combined bizarrely with a thundering bass that Mr Entwistle himself would have been proud of.
In short, I’m in love with this song.
From the airy spaces that it leaves for your mind to wander to the oh-so-dreamy guitars that could fill any void right back to that powerful bass sound that really anchors everything and makes me remember why I spent so many years blagging my way on stage with four strings in my hands. Old meets new in this beautiful swirling cacophony of utterly non-complying textures and melodies. It’s so far removed from the dreary, seemingly never-ending supply of pop songs that run off a paint by numbers formula. Encapsulated within these sounds is the essence of freedom that makes music mean so much to oh so many people and makes guitars the most incredible man-made tool of the 20th century.
It’s psychedelia, but not as you know it. Nice one, Leeds.