Ali Waite catches up with Matt Marcantonio from Demob Happy after a packed show at The
Louisiana in Bristol. They discuss curveballs, filth and the best ways to make people’s hips
Warm synth lines, subtle percussion and a dream-like tempo form the backdrop to a story that is essentially about love misplaced and romantic dreams arrested.
Dynesti uses music, lyricism and dance as a form of ascension, channeling the darkness of her subject matter into something invigorating and beautiful to behold.
Fifi struts and peacocks her rock & roll soul all over the four minutes.
‘Somebody’ is a slightly different direction, sounding like Sleater Kinney’s monumental comeback album No Cities To Love.
If MGMT are the formalist pop guys then Dessert are the post-structuralists and avant-gardists, dialling down the immediacy of their hooks and rolling up the feeling.
Dessert are possessed of the same kind of hip psychedelic indie intrigue that drew people to MGMT.
It’s exactly the kind of sound that emerges into the world fully-formed and primed to take over.
‘F.U.U’ thwarts any notion that Dream Wife are simply just another mediocre product of the hype machine.
The group have written a song that’s instantly loveable and so fiendishly addictive it’s like freebasing Max Martin tunes through an Ennio Morricone shaped pipe.