The biggest trends of the last fortnight have been TV election debates, volcanoes and Yuck. Since they first surfaced, the London fourpiece has picked up a lot of kudos, plus been added to the Field Day bill. I’ve collated some more great Yuck tracks (below) to complement the aforementioned Georgia. First there’s Suicide Policeman, wistful pop which sounds distinctly like an 80s/90s band I can’t place and cooks poppy hooks, deadpan vocals, brass toots and pretty lyrics in an washed-out cauldron. Then Sunday, an philosophical tale featuring rivers of reverb, guitars so grief-laden that they might be made of stone, and a fleetingly Counting Crows-like intro. And yup, it sounds a little Dinosaur JR-esque, a band Yuck are soon to support. And finally we have Automatic, a solemn and initially library-quiet boy-girl duet that ghosts along on a blue piano wave, like The xx on Benzedrine.
These last two are demos, so, as The Fader point out, the minimalism and brevity is kinda to be expected. Not that this makes Yuck any less exciting a prospect. I’m aiming to catch them at White Heat on 4 May, so maybe see anyone there…
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MP3: Yuck – Suicide Policeman
MP3: Yuck – Sunday
MP3: Yuck – Automatic