4 This Many Boyfriends - This Many Boyfriends
Every year, it seems, someone comes along with the sort of debut that leaves rigid critique as essentially meaningless, so much does it carry one along with its excitable rush of youth. In its scratchy indiepop jangle and Richard Brooke's Morrisseyesque drawl TMBs are almost timeless before they've begun but they have the key to efficient three minute guitar-pop song writing as a nap hand, cramming propulsive hooks and dryly smart lines into every nook, production buffed short of a shine. TMBs are people to whom their record collections mean everything but who are old enough to realise that shouldn't be everything. Instant music for indie discos that aren't Propaganda.
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