What We're Listening To

REVIEW
Even in a world of reptilian politicians and financial hieroglyphics, there's nothing more likely to give you a migrane than a band's PR blurb.

Every one of these souls crawled from the swamp spitting G-sharps, with tales of "momentously" meeting in bars and changing the face of modern music, confusingly accompanied by an EP that sounds like watered-down Stereophonics.

Sometimes less is more. Val Verde kindly sent me a short note merely confirming they were based in Dunfermline, and that they'd supported Chris Helme from The Seahorses and Tom Hingley from Inspiral Carpets.

They also chucked in a CD too, which was even more refreshing. There's a hint of sunset America in the five-song teaser, a warm rocky-indie vibe with a wisp of acts such as Starsailor and some catchy, glorious songs that could tear shoe-sized cracks in the dancefloor.

Val Verde boast confident vocals, weaving guitars and intriguing drumming. They're hitting London in late July, and they deserve your attention.