Part Two of “Listen To This” with Marcy from Lost In Your In Box. (Part.1 here)

I’ll let Marcy explain the concept: “This is how it works: MLD picked three songs and I picked three songs and then we each listened to them (hence the name) and wrote our reviews. I’m thrilled to be a part of it, and I must say I went out of my way to pick three tracks that I was fairly certain he wouldn’t choose for himself, and he certainly chose ones I’d never pick.

Over to me with a hopefully more successful choice than my first track:
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Glass SharkClap Yr Hands” (MP3)

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MLD: Clap your hands, and say hit!

It’s the hottest band, not in NYC as you might think on first listen, but NC… North Cornwall. Before you phone DFA HQ to inform them they’ve sprung a leak – this isn’t the new LCD Soundsystem LP – but Glass Sharks main influence is pretty damn clear.
Squelching synths, hand claps, that bass guitar, and of course the cow bells, this is LCD, only less po-faced perhaps after they’ve had one to many beers and are feeling a little frisky.

Put on your latex boots, I’m hot and in the mood“.

The lyrics may be aimed at getting you on the dancefloor and then into the sack, but they’re endearingly daft and delivered with tongue firmly in cheek. From bontempi hand claps to sing-along ahhhhh-ha-haaa’s, it will exercise the grin like an idiot muscles as much as those required when shaking your ass.
This is taken from a compilation of their first two EP’s (buy now @ Puregroove), and there’s not a duff track to be found. Think of this MP3 as a first glimpse of a glass dorsal fin approaching in the water, then holler Brody like “You’re going to need a bigger boat!”. Glass Shark are all set to be huge.

LIYIB: Now this track had me at its very first beats. It’s a simple song, actually, pretty straightforward. It never gets too complicated or overly layered with sounds or extraneous instrumentation. It’s got just enough to keep you moving and shaking, which is exactly what I like about it. It has a pretty clear message, too, which is basically, Let’s get it on, baby, on and off the dance floor!

One question: Is this some kind of play on the band name Clap Your Hands Say Yeah? I don’t hear any similarity in this song to anything I’ve ever heard by CYHSY, but I get the feeling I might be missing something.

Beat it


Beat Radio“Mexico” (MP3)

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LIYIB: Beat Radio is one of my favourite bands right now. And I know, I know, this song just screams “indie.” But it’s everything I love about indie rock: the bouncing guitars and drums, the melodic hooks and meaningful lyrics, and the way it builds to a crescendo of feeling–approaching abandon without ever getting overblown.

At almost the exact midpoint of the song, there’s a drum smack that signals that the song is beginning its expansion, which it does until it decompresses at the very end. And the words convey a longing for what could have been, what was glimpsed but not quite grabbed onto, and what there might still be hope for, if you’re lucky enough to find your way back to wherever you were.

MLD: Oh god, the law of averages said that eventually someone would pick a record that no matter how hard I tried (and I have honest) I just couldn’t get into. That’s not to say its a bad record, in-fact I’d say its a good example of indie pop rock. Its got a nice Libertines-esque opening guitar riff, it’s upbeat, the vocalist is pretty good, and the melody is catchy, but I think the basic problem is…well… I’m not sure how to put this, but I just don’t really like Indie rock. If it was to vanish off the face of the earth tomorrow I’m not sure I’d notice or more importantly care (well apart from not being able to find Xfm, Virgin, Capital etc on my radio).

As I type this Im listening again just in case I finally “get it” but no. I can hear it doing well, I can imagine it being excellent live, and I can hear lots of great elements within it, but as it finishes I have absolutely no desire to listen again. It sounds like a hit anyway so I’m sure our paths will cross.



Yungun & Mr. Thing“Forget Me Not” (MP3)

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LIYIB: Oooh, I love the way this starts. It’s oh-so-retro with that Motown-Smokey-Robinson-70s-groove-thing going on. The female background vocals and the falsettos, the tambourine and the big bass line all add up to a seriously infectious backdrop to his vocals. And he’s got such a deep, resonant voice. I just about melted when I heard it.

My only complaint is that I wish he sang more and rapped less. That’s actually my major issue with most hip-hop. Too much talking, not enough singing. But all told, I could definitely listen to this a lot more readily than “Wifey.” I like the words and the way he rhymes “forgot, right” and “flop, right” and “spotlight.” And his accent, well, I have quite the soft spot for a right nice British accent, what can I say?

(In finest British accent) This should have been a summer smash in the vein of Jazzy Jeff & Fresh Prince’s “Summertime“. I’ve just become obsessed with the track all over again after it featured on the excellent “Top of the class 2006” UK HipHop compilation. It’s HipHop at its most poppy and accessible, but what’s wrong with that?

From the opening doo woppy “No, No, No” sampled female hook its impossible to resist, and once the dipped in molasses voice of Yungun comes in you’ll be floored. “Thought that I forgot, right” – The delivery across the whole track, and especially on the killer chorus is wonderful. I listened to this about 10 times in a row when I first heard it, and thankfully I haven’t crossed over to the point where I’ve overdosed on it yet.

Even on a grey cold rainy day in East London its summer when this track is playing, it achieves the audio equivalent of that cheesy effect in films where black and white changes to radiant colour, winter to summer, and sadness turns to joy.