Elephant, Heyday (Mock Rock) CD

Elephants never forget they say, and this one obviously remembers the times when Army greatcoats were de rigeur for all aspiring guitar bands. That and a sound powered by fuel-injected bass and shards of splintered trebly six-string noise. It's dark without ever being (self-)pitiful or gloomy but the ghosts of Joy Division and, perhaps, Suicide, lurk heavily over proceedings. Not that that's a bad thing as Elephant are sufficiently canny that they've got tunes that don't just sound like retreads. Take the vicious, brooding "Serial fucker" for example, a searing blast of vented spleen and abused instruments with more soul in 6 inches of trunk than most indie bands manage in 6 months of career.
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