Penelope Isles until the tide creeps in bella union Sibling songwriters Jack and Lily Wolter may be six years apart in age, but the duo at the heart of this Brighton four-piece clearly have enough shared experiences to yield some inspired material. Their debut album is a heady wonder of askew dream pop. Not Talking is like a dizzy collision of Radiohead and Grandaddy, replete with a howling guitar interlude and Lily’s Underwater Record Store is as brilliantly dreamy as the title suggests. There’s a lysergic wooziness to the reflective Three and the shimmering psych influence of Tame Impala hovers over the whole shebang. The insistent Gnarbone, meanwhile, already sounds like a triumphant festival anthem, and not one second of its seven minutes is wasted. A buzzing sold out show at Hackney’s Moth Club this spring hints at gathering momentum. Get on board. Gary Walker

Sibling songwriters Jack and Lily Wolter may be six years apart in age, but the duo at the heart of this Brighton four-piece clearly have enough shared experiences to yield some inspired material. Their debut album is a heady wonder of askew dream pop.

Not Talking is like a dizzy collision of Radiohead and Grandaddy, replete with a howling guitar interlude and Lily’s Underwater Record Store is as brilliantly dreamy as the title suggests.  There’s a lysergic wooziness to the reflective Three and the shimmering psych influence of Tame Impala hovers over the whole shebang. The insistent Gnarbone, meanwhile, already sounds like a triumphant festival anthem, and not one second of its seven minutes is wasted.

A buzzing sold-out show at Hackney’s Moth Club this spring hints at gathering momentum. Get on board.

8/10

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Gary Walker

 

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