As I walk through the streets and share smiles with anyone wearing stylish glasses with colored lenses, I'm happy to listen to the debut EP by Klam: because I like danceable combat new wave and the more chaotic shoegaze, and let's add that the vocal lines of good old Brian Molko have somehow left a mark on me. Never deny.
"Pretty Girls Have AIDS" in particular is a Curtis-like (Ian) outburst of paradoxical catchiness, that turns into a hysterical chant with tears shed on a wall of wailing entirely made of fuzz, and it has a dark, minimal, and reverberated riff you will like, otherwise, you wouldn't even be here reading: a little gem worth much more than the five minimum euros to shell out for this tape. You can find the bandcamp here.
If you are patriotic types, or if perhaps the idea of seeing them play in the square below your house appeals to you, you'll be pleased to know that Klam are unexpectedly Italian. Just like the Italian national football team that in '82 won the World Cup led by the legendary Enzo Bear...?
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