Blur, not Seymour: Parklive essay

From the outset, some bands – the most talented ones, at least – have a choice. They can focus on creating Serious Art, which may not bring them much financial reward or mainstream success, but offers the twin-engine promise of looking cool to Real Music Lovers and not appearing to have sold out by appealing to the masses. Or they can try – as Alex James often asserted in days past – to be the ‘best band in the world’.

Review of The Twilight Sad - No One Can Ever Know

If you only afford The Twilight Sad’s third full-length a quick glance – and I won’t deny that immersing yourself in the Scottish trio’s bleak world requires effort – you might perceive a kind of dark, twisted Editors. Popularised by Interpol, this strain of brooding indie-rock isn’t much in vogue these days; those seeking quick success have moved on, busy mining other quarries. In a way that suits No One Can Ever Know down to the ground, as it implies a band left behind, isolated.
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