Cate Le Bon
Pretty cute set. Twangy plucked acoustic guitar and simple lyrics.
Deritive dullness. Felt like I should have been watching them reherse in their parents' garage. If they lost a superfluous guitarist and that too-cool-for-school vocalist/keyboardist* (*if you can call someone who pushes half a dozen keys in a set one) they might be able to sort themselves out a bit.
See previous gushing posts. I'm totally starting to get into the obligatory sing-a-long. Last mention though before this blog becomes about them exclusively.
Slow Club at Scala, 24th September 2009