Take a quick look at the tour blog of Official Friends Of ANBAD, The Bedlam Six, and you’ll be soon be able to decide if the rock life is for you. It’ll mainly hinge on whether or not you like squeezing into a Transit van with seven other people, whilst careering your way around Austria’s weird, golf-course-like countryside.
Touring is the only way most bands can make cash now. But there is a new breed of music maker who are only really concerned with making music on their laptops and then tipping it onto the internet for a reaction. What is their motivation?
It seems to me that it is either pure creative focus, laziness or shyness driving their virtual van. There’s nothing wrong with that. But there might be when these musicians get tired of the office job.
I don’t know if, or how much, Pollens play live. Their music sounds like it may only truly exist within a laptop and keyboards. But, equally, it may not, and they may be veterans of their local live circuit. Music is so complex these days.
Existentialism aside, their music also sounds like the kind of smart, sweet and sylph-like pop that hides its plentiful hooks under deep layers of oddness. They are in there, though, and repeated plays of weirdly compelling songs like After Dance reveals them, surprising, delicious and bright.
Pollens are from Seattle. I imagine it has taken as long for the city’s bands to shrug off their Grunge-burden as it took Manchester’s to step out of Factory Records’ shadow. It’s been worth the wait.
TODAY’S BONUS BAND: Plug // FIVE WORD REVIEW: Stripped-up, not stripped-down, pop larks.