These Oh Sees, eh? One of the first bands to decide, hey, let's add an E onto that The, you can hardly accuse them of not innovating.
Few bands have given more to psyche in the modern era than these lot, a band of melodic rabble-rousers who could arguably be called this era's The Olivia Tremor Control. Records like Castlemania were packed with rambunctious pop savvy, using blueprints of fuzz and garage rock to create something colourful and sun-dappled. Sometimes this band sound heavy, even sludgy in their approach to psychedelia, but mostly their sound is a refreshing sandpapering of its genre, a sound indebted to the fun fantasies and dreamworlds that can be had.
Oh, also, they release a ridiculous amount of music. Sometimes it's because they have to: John Dwyer needs A Weird Exits to push out his harder, more straightforwardly psych-rock workouts, and also An Odd Entrances to try some folk jams and long-form stoner freakouts. As the band have progressed, it's become clear there's a simple love of making music driving their output: on the recently released Orc, they sound well-oiled but enthusiastic about it, aware of their place as a psych-pop machine with a broken off switch.