Star Crossed Enemies had been waiting in the studio for the past hour when I strolled in late. The North Dublin duo comprises of Brian (Malahide posh) and Gary (Donabate eh, posh). This pair has been playing a plethora of stormin' gigs in recent times. I saw them in the Globe a couple of weeks ago and had my socks well and truly blown.
Armed with two guitars and a rake of pop-rock songs, the simplicity of their work is not to be allayed with the boring pop-rock that litters the charts with startling frequency. Their lyrics are carefully written and just a wee bit on the quirky side. Check out Astronauts,
Let us go to outer space, with nothing but our guitars and a pen to take down what we've learned when we come back.
The sound is infectious, as are the guys. Their enthusiasm for the home-grown approach is a breath of fresh air. They record all their work themselves and have the confidence of the young, which is incredibly appealing.
Gary plays with the devotion of one who spent formative years in his room alone with his guitar; this comes out in beautiful riffs and an intensity that belies his nineteen years. His background oohs compliment Brian's vocals, which also come from the bedroom and according to myspace, a habit of being dumped by girls. He's got a great voice as a testament, so I for one am going to try get dumped by loads of girls from now on.
Their music is simple, honest and great to listen to in bed. I've tried it. As much as I didn't want to like it, for being all of the above and maybe falling into the emo kiddy genre (which it does not), I totally love it now. Think of Kings of Convenience on a VBF (or whatever the emokiddies say) date with Boards of Canada, drinking coffee and eating doughnuts.
Or something like that.
But don't take my word for it, check it out here:
PS. They also hand out biccies at their gigs. Free ones. Hmmm.
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