It’s about time there was another decent British Indie Rock band to take on the world, Nirvana or White Stripes style. Blood Red Shoes have been a kind of ”Ëgateway’ act up to now, taking the teenage Ting Tings audience into the proper world of big venues and Class A rock’n’roll, but pretty soon they’ll be keeping the Arctic Monkeys company as one of the country finest and world beaters.
From the initial novelty of a two-man band, boy drummer, girl guitarist, and somewhat foolish White Stripes comparisons, Brighton’s Blood Red Shoes have come a long way. This is their third album and the one that should see them go up a league, (and not to mention Laura’s pin-up status reach Toni Halliday proportions”Â¦) The production is clean-cut and the sound panoramic, a few synths and keyboard added to their sound giving it a Butch Vig’s Garbage type feel (who also return this summer co-incidentally) although maybe not as clinical.
Laura-Mary Carter’s singing seems to have got more sensual and expressive and its her vocals and increasingly inventive guitar-playing, going from celestial to symphonic at the flick of a pedal, which makes this album extra-special. It takes quite a while before you actually realise and miss the fact there’s no bass-guitar on the album.
There’s the patchouli-scented psychedelic feel of the Banshees Dear Prudence about some of the songs, the title track in particular, which should have been the flagship ”Ësingle’, if such things are important anymore.
The nirvanapixies dynamics are still in evidence, but BRS sound genuinely like they could fill stadiums with slow-burn epics like Silence and the Drones.
”ËLost Kids’ could be a hit single with its mix of PJ, Placebo, John Barry & Wire ”â an anthem to alienation rather than the drum-heavy ”ËCold’ which does live up to the claimed Led Zep influence.
I don’t know who they’ve got doing their press-releases but I can see no indication that their “new sound”Â draws on influences such as “Fleetwood Mac and the Rolling Stones”Â. They do have a readymade fanbase in waiting but its Placebo’s and the Cures, if they continue making dark-hued indie-rock of this quality.
Blood Red Shoes seem to have been on the road, covering the whole globe, for the past four years, if their PR is to be believed and have a new found confidence after fights, muggings, hotel trashing and the like. This jars with the image of two pale, interesting indie-kids you get from the videos”Â¦ But I agree with their quote that “Modern bands seem way too clean-cut and sensible to us”Â¦”Â A ninety second hardcore squall called “Je Me Perds”Â with its refrain of “What the fuck am I doing here, lying face-down on the floor?”Â documents the time Steve Ansell was mugged by prostitutes in Prague! It proves that Blood Red Shoes are still punk-rock, can rock like bastards as well as bringing in light and shade, heaviosity and gentility into there own brand of ultra-modern rock.
BRS play Reading and Leeds Festivals and the album is out March 26th