The Dears ‘No
Cities Left’ (Bella Union) The Dears make epic rock not too far from the sound Doves might make if those ex-Sub Subbers had never set foot in a club. The album’s deep, expansive, long, and appealing. What’s strange about the Dears – and what might have captured the attention of so many critics – is that though the band are from Canada, their singer Murray Lightburn sounds uncannily like everyone’s most-hated mockney, Damon Albarn! It’s maybe a coincidence, but it’s one that at first makes it hard to hear the Dears in their own right. The stirring single ‘We Can Have It’ calls to mind a Blur who had always been serious – and without over-worthy world-music pretensions – but the album’s lyrics lack the scene-setting that Blur were so good at in their good old days (“she’s trying not to be sick again…” - Blur's 'For Tomorrow'). Save the odd, Morrissey-style line (“I don’t have a raincoat of my own”), the Dears deal in more subjective dramatics (“It’s the same old plot to these things, oh I promise not to cry”). The ambition of their music certainly helps the band, towering and epic, and grand – to carry on the post-Britpop tip think Pulp’s ‘This is Hardcore’ with an OTT rock solo, a moment of Spiritualized cacophony, occasionally Suede and even, almost, dub. I guess I ought to mention Radiohead, too. One segment of ‘Lost In The Plot’ reminds me of a clean Hefner, before a more impassioned vocal that, while hardly Black Francis, would bowl Damon over. So while it doesn’t sound unlike anything else, this debut could be a great soundtrack to the winter – along with the Delgados, who before making ‘Universal Audio’ had been sweating over this kind of sound for years with little recognition – and could I also recommend the similar Great Depression? 'No Cities Left' appeals on first listen and will probably give further reward: the Dears do have some affecting - and catchy - moments, but we shall have to wait and see whether this band become as precious as their name, and if all these stupid comparisons can be left behind... |
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