Song of the day – 44: The Bell Divers
I have a feeling that everything I know about this band is wrong.
They’re from Brisbane. They remind me of my own London sweetheart Mathew Sawyer. I’d say that it’s fair to imagine they’re familiar with the following… Louis Phillippe, Guy Blackman, Momus, whimsical English Sunday afternoon pop, Jens Lekman, the delicious melancholy of solitude (but always secretly knowing that you can break from it any moment), Robert Wyatt and some of the more obvious names as well… and if they’re not familiar then (shrugs) well, it hardly matters, it’s just a 10-second journalist device to entice you to go and have a listen to their music over here while I enjoy the chiming guitars (oh so reminiscent of some of those forgotten Flying Nun B-sides) and the dewy-eyed harmonies. As I saw, I have a feeling that all of the above is false information. But maybe not?
If you go to their website, you can even download their latest album June July for free.
I wasn’t so convinced the one time I saw them play live. I’m way more convinced now, even if they can’t hide the joy bubbling away just beneath the heartrending lyrics.
See what a bit of concentration and a random recommendation on Facebook will do for you?
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by Everett True
My name is Everett True. I am a music critic. This is what I do. I criticise music. The clue is in my job description – music critic. I do not consider myself a journalist, as I do not research or report hard news. I do not consider myself a commentator as I believe that everyone should be a participant. I criticise people and in return I am not surprised if other people criticise me. It is part of the whole deal of being in the public arena. I am Everett True. Believe in me and I have power like a God. Quit believing in me and I no longer exist.