Good times for UK indie-pop fans as Los Campesinos! make a full-length album return, their first since 2013. Sick Scenes is an eleven track dash through the signature Los Camps style of witty, highly-personal lyrics belted out over jumpy melodic guitar thrash. Lovely stuff, as ever! Out on Wichita, with a foldout poster included with both CD and vinyl editions.
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180g vinyl LP on Wichita. Includes double-sided foldout poster.
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CD £9.99 WEBB500CD
Digipak CD on Wichita. Includes double-sided foldout poster.
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I love the idea of being in a pop-punk band for a decade. You’d think the feelings would start to fade and the songs about EDM-induced vomit would cease to be as age replaced teenage rage, but it’s people like Gareth and his team of Campesinos! that make me believe I’ll be an emo mess ‘til I die. This is their sixth record and it sounds just as shambolic, anthemic and nasal, just as young, emotional and immature as we all dream of staying.
Opening on a throbbing club beat from behind a closed door, the record soon roars into the best qualities of Los Campesinos!, distilled as simply as possible: chord sequences, wooping gang vocals and the bouncy snarl of Gareth himself. It all sounds largely the same, but the hooks should keep your mind at ease. The guitar line that spins back and forth like a gyroscope on “Sad Suppers” is a treat; “A Slow, Slow Death” once again reinforces their ability to cook tweedom into balladry with glockenspiels and slow-strums moving underneath a dejected lead vocal; they’re still obnoxious as hell with the jaunty indie pop on “For Whom the Belly Tolls””, in the best way. It’s Los Campesinos! by numbers and that’s the way I like it.
At this point, I've heard so many variations on the deflated romance of a Los Campesinos! song that it's just nice to hear GC! continue to be pretty much the same songwriter: futile and passionate and full of embarrassing memories. I would like someone to create a random lyrics generator based on his declarations of gunk-filled human clumsiness, of all the gross and sentimental things he sings about, of all the greatest upended cliches he’s ever written. He places the stars next to a chicken shop on “Got Stendhal’s” and it makes total sense.
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