4/10 Clinton Staff review, 20 September 2012
Is there a band on the planet more pretentious than Efterklang? I stormed out of one of their shows at Leeds Brudenell Social Club, slighted by their unbelievable smugness - sprinting home and locking the door before I shoved their trumpets down their scarf covered throats. Luckily, they are far too smug and self-satisfied to make any sensible career decisions and so, despite admittedly top notch musicianship, their music fails to strike a chord of any interest.
Today, they sound like an Elbow with a slightly more ambitious take on arrangements. The vocals come across like a severely depressed Damon Albarn, instruments are scrubbed, tightly played but everything is wholly lacking in soul. The music is bland but the main bone of contention are the vocals which are are monotone drab, somewhere between Katie Price’s speaking voice, The Lighthouse Family guy’s computer derived, shopping mall whine and Guy Garvey’s hopeless, depressing faux sentiment. Avoid.
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