COVID! Winter! And cold weather! Yes, November is looking pretty bleak, but let that put you off. Indeed, good news is with us because we have a new EP from a mystery artist under the name of Little Ways.
This is EP is filled with sweets and melancholic goodies, a sugar-coated music record glazed in post-modernism syrup and sprinkles of Lo-Fi kitchen sink realism.
‘Damn I Miss You’ kicks things off. It is a song that grabs noughties pop-punk and melds it with a Flaming Lips/Wes Anderson obscurity, giving us a perfect indie/pop rock piquancy. It plays around with both innocence and sincerity. It leaves the listener feeling somewhat feeling nostalgic about music presenting itself under the Myspace umbrella.
This is the case for ‘Cabbageface’, the second track on the record. With its ‘Parisian jazz café’ take on Syd Barrett, This digs out its best Courtney Barnett and paints a scene fixed in sepia and built on pencil sketches. ‘Where so happy, that you’re here’ say the vocals, in this perfect blend of late 90s eccentricity and early 60s coolness.
‘Out of The Fan Club’ merges Husker Du, The Replacements and They Might Be Giants into one big gumbo. This mixture is then rolled and dried and then filtered through a Rivers Cuomo shaped smoke machine.
‘A Photo of My Mother’ perhaps showcases Little Ways dexterity and presence. A story given to us through the soul of a well accomplished musician and songwriter. Indeed, this whole record feels like a movie box set.
A collection of stories given to us by a true artist, an auteur that delivers some great and introspective pop music.
Words Lewis Elliot McWilliam.
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