The Truth About Push Me Pull You
There’s much more to this Plymouth-based musical collective than the constant comparisons with the Beach Boys would suggest.
There’s a fair amount of Wall-era Floyd, for a start (Colosseum, Across the Bridge and others). Rub It When It Hurts comes across as a Fairport-style jig and it’s from that point that the album starts to cohere into a more consistent prog-folkiness, a la the Super Furries - before closing with a childlike rock n’ roll singalong from XTC undergoing yet another freak-out.
In short, this album is packed with ideas, imagination and imagery. Yes, the vocals can sound a bit frail at times but that’s part of the charm - they are English, after all. An obvious candidate for someone’s summer album of this year - not mine, particularly, but let’s give it a few more listens. . .