13th Hole
Bus Stop
With a sound that can only be described as international, 13th Hole have captured the better bits of several eras of music on both sides of the Atlantic to forge their gritty rock style.
Swimming naked in a pool of guitar effects, ‘Bus Stop’ harks back to the fruity female-fronted days of Britpop, with a low down melody in the verse and a more dynamic and girly hook line in the chorus. Singing about getting her head smashed against a wall, Isa tells a tale on some chap called Dennis – who needs a punch on the nose for hitting a girl.
Proving that protection isn’t really required, ‘Fireworks’ is more of a jagged garage rock track with a confusion of instrumentation and urgent vocals that all hint at a Veruca Salt reference.
There’s a good mix of childish innocence and downright dirty on this record, a bit like Louise Wener or Sonya Madan. The songs have a definite substance to back up the style as, the more I hear ‘Bus Stop’, the more I dance while ‘Fireworks’ doesn’t take long to become a sing-along anthem.
I’ve heard them, and now I love them.
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