MARY EPWORTH

Usually a biography that contains stories of an artist’s Romany Gypsy influences and a love of ghost stories would have us running to the horizon. However, there’s something this artist has done with the traditional English song that’s gritty and dark. Once you hear the rest of her biography you realise she’s destined for success, she always has been. Her upbringing clearly set her off on this direction, influencing her to her core, infusing with her soul and 2012 should see her finally reach the first big junction in that destiny as she sets about releasing her debut album. Thankfully the Gypsy workshops her father used to take her to as a child didn’t exclude her from experimenting outside of that particular box, as we now see her confidently striding along new paths and it’s resulted in some pretty exceptional music.

Mary Epworth is the younger sister of Paul. We better address this and get it out of the way early, as it will only be the elephant in the room otherwise. Not that she’s in Paul Epworth’s shadows or anything, as she clearly has sackfuls of her own talent, but by having one of the world’s most important producers du jour as a brother must be a factor in her ability to seek studio advice or make industry connections. If her album isn’t immaculately produced we’re pretty sure her brother will have something to say about it. The list of recent clients that have been in his studio reads like one long glorious roster of best-selling artists, including Adele, Florence & The Machine, Friendly Fires, Bloc Party, Primal Scream – we could go on – so it’s no wonder his work earned him no less than four Grammys at the 2012 award ceremony. If only ten percent of his stardust rubs off on his sister then she’ll be a massive success.

Thankfully her own abilities and song craft will get her there anyway. As we mentioned, this is clearly a musical family. She’s due to release her debut album, Dream Life, in June on Hand Of Glory records. To compound her beautifully balanced contrast between light and shade, we heard that the album was partly put together inside a barn near her mother’s ancestral home in the Norfolk countryside, whilst other parts were recorded in an art-deco apartment above a brothel in East Berlin. What a year that must have been! It’s entirely appropriate for a record that tips it’s feathered brim to fuzzed-out folk, with all it’s crashing acoustics, as much as it bows its Trilby to the classy string and brass arrangements. Quite rightly this is fantastically produced, not by brother Paul, but by Will Twynham, a co-owner of the Hand Of Glory label. He’s done it’s wide open scale all the justice it deserves.

The track that’s garnered most attention, quite rightly, is the fantastically sizeable, Black Doe. You can see it’s video below and witness one of the songs of the year. It’s absolutely massive in scale, with gritty guitar chords that scrape along it’s centre all the way through, breaking up the loose banjo plucking like a wonderfully clumsy bully in a playground. It stomps away from the outset, as Mary’s gossamer vocals are laid out on top of it all. If you thought the opening was oversized just wait for the chorus. It opens up the chords and makes the song feel like some idiot has pushed you into a boxing ring. This is a song you don’t so much listen to, more like you have to go ten rounds with it. The verses are simply there so you can take out your gumshield for a brief moment and have someone sponge you down before the bell tolls on the next chorus. If nothing else Mary wins the “Biggest Chorus Of 2012” award hands down.

The single is due out on April 23rd and they also hand out a batch of very handy remixes, from Young Edits, The Slow Waves, Jape and Small Pyramids. The latter of which we attach below so you can hear what the LA-based Zach Hunsaker has applied to it with his usual confident but understated electronics. It’s a twisting remix that flies in the face of the original to good effect, utilising the vocals in a manner more reminiscent of Class Actress. It’s another fine choice by Mary as she broadens her fearless appeal by allowing her music to cross over the genres. Artists as hybrid as this show off exactly how complex and interesting the world is, as a multitude of influences open up and infuse with youthful minds from all corners of the globe. Ultimately though, it’s not your upbringing, your useful industry connections or your destiny that give you a successful career in music, it’s the quality of the tunes you write. And Miss Epworth writes ‘em just fine. (MB)

MARY EPWORTH – BLACK DOE (SMALL PYRAMIDS REMIX)

MARY EPWORTH – DROPOUT

COASTAL CITIES

We simply cannot consider what Foals, or Bloc Party, or The Libertines would have sounded like if they weren’t from the UK. It’s just impossible to imagine isn’t it? Totally impossible. There’s something especially British about them. You can say the same thing for lots of bands through history. The Smiths simply couldn’t come from San Francisco could they? What about The Specials, or Metronomy, or Roni Size, or Radiohead? No chance, they’re all very, very British. However, they also sound very different from each other, so you can’t tie a theme together. It seems that there’s no British theme. It’s most likely a reflection of the variety of cultures and differing cities and landscapes found upon our small island. If nothing else, we’re a diverse bunch.

So we turn our attention to today’s recommendation and once again we hear a sound that could only have been created within our borders. Coastal Cities are a relatively new five-piece who plan to release their debut EP, Think Tank, on December 5th. They come from High Wycombe and we can only assume that the moniker they’ve selected perhaps reflects the dreamers they appear to be, as their home is very much a town, not a city, that’s landlocked and in no way coastal. Perhaps it’s that ‘High Wycombe’ simply isn’t a suitable band name; it’s certainly not quite as catchy is it? Either way, the teenage group – they’re all said to be under 20 years old – deliver some rather brilliant and enticing music that will see their appeal stretch out far beyond their town’s borders and who knows in this online world, perhaps beyond the UK’s edges too.

The likes of the influential Neon Gold music blog, the New york band, The Drums, and even some French music commentators, such as Les Inrockuptibles and Le Figaro picked up on them before any UK blogs, eventually resulting in them playing a gig in Paris before they’d even performed in their own capital. It seems the foreign obsession with UK-produced music is sometimes paying more attention than those of us who call Britain home! We’ve been informed that they found their local scene’s cliques uninviting, which only served their desire to escape the suffocation that an unacceptable community can create – is their anything worse than an uncomfortable home life? As we see on this debut EP this is a band that have now found the air their creativity needed in order to breathe.

Comparisons to early Foals will inevitably bounce around, as they deliver the same post-punk-inspired ingredients, with not only the spiked guitars, but Declan Curran’s vocals, sung with his English accent intact, that undoubtedly refelect Yannis‘ yelps. Opening track on the EP and the first to get them the early online coverage, Think Tank, begins with Sean Semmons’ guitars dancing up the neck. Notes are played independently of each other, as rapid bass rolls and light, sprinting beats are introduced at a relentless pace, only to pause mid-song for what feels like a breather, before racing to the finish line. It’s as light-footed as a centipede walking up the fret board, but youthful and bright. The only negative is that all the light they’ve successfully stored up seems to be somewhat dulled by it’s lack of originality. This is very Foals. The genre of math rock was a hit a few years ago, but now it’s lost it’s ingenuity, hence the gear shift on the last Foals album. However, when it’s this good, it’s still impressive and they may yet learn to evolve it like Two Door Cinema Club did so successfully in more recent times.

The lyrics are also a bit of a square wheel – we’ve no still idea what a ‘think tank’ is – but the stories of love give a heart to this otherwise spiked music. No Rooms For Heroes sings, “It’s your heart that makes me feel, it’s your heart that makes me real“, which feels a little teenage, but on other tunes you get healthier signs. Night School isn’t just utterly brilliant, with what sounds like a million notes all folding in upon themselves in an impossibly great set of riffs, but we get Declan repeating the line “We can learn to handle each other“, which could just as much be speaking to the listener, as their journey is ultimately an enjoyable one by the EP’s end. Two instrumental tunes Transgression, which continues the signature math rock breathlessness, in the same way Not Squares burst with pogo-ing energy is a delight, whilst Infinite Mind shows a mature beauty that can only be found when you take your time.

The world evolves at an ever increasing pace and it’s virtually impossible to keep up, so we can’t suggest that math rock is still particularly current, neither has it been so long since it’s hey day to consider re-visiting it. However, when you remove the judgemental goggles of time and relevance what we actually have here is a set of young creative artists that have produced an EP of such skillful design that it simply cannot be ignored. The new demos are just as breezy too, with Relief proving a particularly tall spire, so the career they’re building seems set on solid foundations and it’s not your starting point, but the path you set out on that will ultimately decide your destination. Nobody else but us Brits can make this style of music and this band are a particular highlight among the many pretenders. In a global community, where the traditional industries have all but left Britain in search of cheaper foreign labour, it’s good to see that the UK is still the manufacturing capital of the world when it comes to this style of indie. (MB)

COASTAL CITIES – NIGHT SCHOOL

COASTAL CITIES – INFINITE MIND