‘Trust your first instincts’ they say, however when trying to think of my favourite album of the year, that is fast closing in on us, I really did struggle to think of any at all to pick.
I suppose part of the reason could be pinned on the disposable nature of buying music in the digital stratosphere we find ourselves currently in, coupled with my current income which after paying rent and bills I would rather fritter on a crate of beer than a collection of songs (I know, a shocking admittal from an amateur music writer.). At least you know what you are getting with the previous.
The important aspect of my current purchasing clime is that I find myself to be rather picky due simply to the fact that as a music lover living in the 21st century we can take and choose from albums from many bands in the mesh networks vast CD rack. One such band that led me on a journey from two tracks, to three, then four, and finally giving up to consume the entire piece of work, was Cokefloat by Paws.
Paws are a three piece from a plethora of Scottish towns including the ever popular Glasgow and less so Tain. It was here that they first jammed out a bunch of notes before being let down by a generator powering the hard working backdrop for their guitars. Luckily they didn’t give up, and their debut full legnth offering, in my opinion, is a triumph of lyrical and melodic content.
It isn’t by any means ironed out and rightly so. These stories led by singer and guitarist, Philip, deserve to be belted out with such audacious passion. Notable songs such as ‘Homecoming’, a stern note to a former youthful friend with the headline that he deserved the pipe to the face he took, or ‘Bloodline’ paying acknowledgement to unfortunate illnesses amongst loved ones, really paint wonderful pictures that display a blissful contrast to their lo-fi musical simplicity.
It may help that I have been lucky enough to see these fine chaps live and can feel the upbeat of every note thanks to the memory of an engaging and energetic thirty minutes; however every track really resonates with me and it sits happily everywhere from being stuck on an iPod dock at a house party to being played in my parents car.
If you, like me, struggle occasionally to buy a full LP for whichever reason that may be, then do yourself a favour and click on to the world wide web and find yourself a 79p rendition of ‘Jellyfish’ by the band (That’s even cheaper than most places you’ll grab a vodka coke!). Simple chords, simple story (from what I can gather) and a simple melody but cranked up to the 6th gear with an endearing urgency and distorted vocal that really makes Paws, Paws.