Bands revisit the past time and again, yet few get beyond creating a mere pastiche. Today, Young Mammals tilt at a moving target, and in the resulting messy pop that they make, wildly succeed.
Confetti is a blustering, billowing forest fire of blissfully looping noise, chirruping guitars and vocals; a song that lands a marshmallow-mallet to the rear of the head – the subsequent gasp for breath and spinning stars are brilliant, dizzying and welcome.
It’s a boiled-down and sticky-sweet Loveless, all in one song – except there’s a brilliantly insistent, flighty quality to its Mobius-coil construction. Confetti is a song borne of love, insanity and a devotion to melding the two together.By the end of the song, normality is abandoned and a free-associating, beautifully kaleidoscopic chaos reigns.
Imagine a traditional children’s chanting nursery song recorded over and over again until lack of sleep causes a simultaneous and sudden burst of manic adrenal energy in all bandmates, and this is what the ensuing edge-of-lunacy song would sound like.
Simultaneously tight in its crafting and loose in execution, in Confetti Young Mammals have a huge, rug-pulling, delightful double-dosing song. Oh, and it’s a free download. Beat that.