Monday, 21 September 2009
Red Shoe Diaries
for people of a certain age(i.e. me)the name red shoe diaries brings back a clammy, red faced feeling, as it was the name of a very naughty, late night programme of pillow soft 'erotica' featuring david duchfingymajig off the x-files and some tastefully filmed rudeness. er, probably...honestly, the things we watched before they invented the Internet.
anyway-luckily nottinghams red shoes diaries are out to bring the name back into polite society with their sophisticated strand of indiepop. the stirring 'fireflies at dawn' features a coffee stained riff pinning down a daydream-on-the-bus chorus. its a lovely autumn soundtrack.
the gorgeous 'jesus dont care' is a pretty unapologetic shrug of a love song, the beaming positivity fighting out with the downbeat lyrics on the almost maddeningly catchy chorus.
the quietly angsty 'underage disco' is oddly sexy with a typically addictive chorus. i would wager that someone in the band has spun 'the best of the beach boys' a few times. they are not an obvious influence, but the talent of writing a hooky chorus has seeped through the grooves.
red shoe diaries are not a band you want to take for a drink, but one you want to take home and cook for.