New Animals, Complicity, and Reward

In the relentless world of new music, the next bright new band is feverishly sought before the last one has even released their first song.

If there’s an industry or artistic scene that is so strenuously allergic to slowing down and investigating what it’s already got in its hands, I don’t know of it. Well, I was going to cite the ‘adult’ film industry, but then realised that they do a whole lot of looking at what’s in their hands, though perhaps in a different way to how I originally envisioned.

I often feel concern that bands are putting a lot of effort in for scant recognition – the majority of great new bands get a moment’s flicker of acknowledgement from the online crowd, before they zip off: heads down, ever-onward, looking for their next new fix.

I’m complicit, of course. I chunter on about a new band each day. But in doing so, I suppose it puts moments of genuine discovery into context. And right now, it seems to me that New Animals are a genuinely exciting discovery.

Nightmares of Candy Yang & The Black Italian is one of those rich and fragile songs that is reminiscent of another; only one that I can’t quite put my finger on. Its sweetly gentle lo-fi charm seems both wide and thin all at once.

Rather than worrying about the onset of dementia, this vague recollection give me swelling hope: it seems that this is a song that I think I’ve heard before, but actually haven’t – which leads me to think that this is one of those exciting songs that instantly latches into the deeper recesses of the mind.

Songs like Nightmares of Candy Yang & The Black Italian come along only occasionally, and when they do, it’s worth appreciating them for what they’re worth. To do so requires a temporary halt to the mad onward rush. Go on, it’ll be worth it, I promise.

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