My Amiga – Demos (unsigned review)
Listening to My Amiga the cynic inside you may well scream ‘aargh it’s so chirpy’ and ‘stop with the fake American accents, please!’ Now shut your inner miserabilist out for a second, because here lies a set of ridiculously contagious pop songs.
It’s true there’s much to be dubious about, including influences so obvious they may as well call themselves Death Cab For The Cure, but their brand of euphoric indie-pop is also more infectious than pneumonic plague in a slum. ‘Thank Heavens For Little Victories’ is infantile Wombats let loose at playtime with a cowbell, whilst the bleep soaked ‘Tongue Ties and Alibis’ shows them to be rightful inheritors of I Was A Cub Scout’s synthemo throne.
Like a day at the fair My Amiga will leave you feeling ecstatically happy, but listen in small doses to avoid feeling like you’ve just had one too many bags of candyfloss. Those not a fan of the twee musings of Los Campesinos and The Wombats should stay well away. Everyone else, get ready to sing, dance and grin.
By Sophie Thomsett
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