Evans The Death are a five-piece outfit from London have put together an impressive self-titled debut, here. Dan (guitar and vocals), “We're very proud of it and glad we paid little or no attention to what is currently fashionable in music," this rings true as the record unfolds. It’s not Avant- garde by any means, but they’ve created music that they enjoy to perform. This element makes the record sound authentic, as if it’s come from somewhere real.
Opener ‘Bo Diddley’ shows off vocalist Katherine’s range beautifully; ‘Catch Your Cold’ opens with, “I’m afraid of getting a job, I’m afraid of next doors dog.” There are “twee” elements in her vocals, but in a nice way. There are similarities with Beth Constantino where her vocals compliment the angular guitars perfectly in a summery and warm way.
Single, ‘Telling Lies’ has a remarkable guitar solo in the middle of the song. ‘Morning Voice’ is melancholy and then transcends into a rocky domain. The lyrics remain intelligent and easy to empathise. I find it irritating when I love a song, but can’t really sing along as it’s hard to distinguish the lyrics.
‘Threads’ implicates a juxtaposition of noise and teenage-angst; an instant standout track. ‘What’s in Your Pocket’ is another highlight. ‘Wet Blanket’, to me is reminiscent of The Stone Roses intro to ‘I Wanna Be Adored’ while ‘You’re joking’ has sixties sounding guitars, and is a mellow lid placed on an extraordinary debut.
Evans The Death is both lyrically and musically strong and a brilliant post-punk effort. The kind of abstract but everyday vocals that are present in early Maccabees, appear throughout. It’s imaginative, but still easily relatable. It is a concise record; no track more than three minutes long. There are no faux pas or boring moments; It’s a very pleasant and catchy effort from a band that I’m excited to hear more from.
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