I saw them in Florence in April.
They opened for Interpol but excited us more than our New York idols. For the occasion, they wore actual bushes.
It was a surprise, love at first sight.
The debut album is released by Rough Trade and after the intro comes "Apologies to Insect Life," some have already talked about it, it's all perfect, driving drums, angry voice, steady bass, and a rocking guitar that devours everything.
The accompanying track is too short.
Then here are all the fantastic melodies I remembered, the intense atmospheres, so perfectly captured live that I feared they couldn't be reproduced on the album. Above all "Fear of Drowning" and "The Lonely," I want to live just to hear songs like these.
"Lately" is too long. But the rest is just fine.
BSP, with Mads Bjerke, produce a unique, evocative, often melancholic sound, that comes from who knows where, it sounds like a twenty-year-old record. The bass, guitars, and drums speak, if the voice of that madman wasn't enough.
In short, there's something magical, difficult to define in words.
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