Blessed innocence, the last time I truly loved Christmas I was still a child, they started talking about it after December 7th, the advertising was not so intrusive, Santa Claus did not exist yet, we were waiting for ‘Baby Jesus’, who on the night before Christmas would deliver the gifts under the tree.
With the new millennium and the rampant and uncontrolled neo-liberal consumerism post-Berlin wall, the magic has already died out, suddenly everything has become heavier and more intolerable, not even the more or less sweet themed songs that are already raining are able to cheer my bad mood, but it is not always all black, sometimes flashes of white whiteness radiate around …
South London DIY 4-piece The Hannah Barberas, who released one of my favourite indie albums from last year, have shared three wonderful wintry recordings, available via Bandcamp, on an EP called “Winter”.
“Can You Hear the Snowfall?” depicts a whimsical winter walk, while hoping for a brighter future with a loved one. Channelling scratchy Josef K and even some early Talking Heads anxious 6-string tones, brisk vibrant rhythms pulse steadily, fueled by dense wandering funk-tinged slapping bassline, to underlie a flurrying, shimmering tapestry ripe with jangly, strummed guitar riffs fizzing with slightly jittery abrasiveness around anxious male vocals, rising and falling helplessly with light soothing female choral enhancements into the snow-filled swaying sky.
The EP is closed in fine style by a bouncing and dynamic cover of the classic from Vic Godard & The Subway Sect from 1979, “Holiday Hymn”, as to subtly underscore the thread of timeless pop that binds the London-born punk pioneer to the mighty Postcard Records of Scotland, with which he later released an EP in 1993.
Even if I’m sorrily late for BC Friday, all the proceeds from this EP will be donated to Shelter helping to end homelessness in England and Scotland
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