If you’ve ever had a long day, long night or a bit of both, you’ll know there’s nothing like a good yawn to give you some brief release. However, now you can treat yourself to a great Yawwn to really clear away those cobwebs as the quintet serve up indie fresh from Wimbledon with real panache.
Cut from the same cloth as some of the latest indie darlings (Blossoms, Declan McKenna and other stylish gents), there feels like a send of ’90s nostalgia mixed in for this bunch as they create psyched up swells to give the feeling that this is more than your average indie throwaway. There are plenty of references to the London Underground which’ll no doubt go down well with tourists and those missing London, if you didn’t pick that up with the repetitions of ‘on the underground’ then you’re even worse at listening to lyrics than I am. Perhaps the ‘I can’t stand it’ refrain is about overcrowding on tubes and the band being sick of having to spend ages on the central line without a seat, feel their legs begin to weaken.
But their spirt never weakens (Still got it…) and they keep an uplifting feel from start to finish here with a tune that shows a whole heap of potential.