It would seem that Wavves front man Nathan Williams has
more or less pulled himself together, following last year's
ups and downs, to deliver a rather intriguing new album.
Truth-be-told the band's eponymous debut was absolutely dreadful!
A rag-bag of half-formed ideas drenched in crude distortion.
More bunk than punk!
'King Of The Beach', therefore, comes as a bit of a suprise.
A cleaner, well-differentiated, crisp-'n'-easy sound;
persuasive melodies and tidy but enthusiastic performances.
Mr Williams is assisted in his endeavours by Stephen Pope on
bass and Billy Hayes on drums. There are a dozen songs in the
collection, nine written by Williams, two by Hayes and one by
Pope. It sounds like there was some good energy going down in
the studio, vividly captured by producer Dennis Herring.
'Idiot' is a particularly good example of what the band does best.
After a somewhat sinister preamble of spooky B-movie laughter the
song-proper kicks in. It really does kick too! Bold and brash
and nasty, Mr Williams snarls out the vocal line with scant
regard for the finer points of what the human voice is capable.
It's a cracking and crackling piece of madness. The blistering
guitar chords at its heart sizzle through the air like a swarm
of angry wasps! Sterling stuf!!
'When Will You Come?' is an entirely different kettle of fish.
The big Spector(ish) backbeat heralds a sickly-sweet but largely
successful summer-of-love arrangement brimming over with creepy
candy-coloured harmonies pitched somewhere between Sesame Street
and Nightmare On Elm Street. A disconcerting experience!
'Take On The World' is a well-constructed piece of bump and grind
with some splendid falsetto "Ooh Ooh Ooooo" vocal interjections
to keep Mr William's workmanlike central performance company.
I particularly enjoyed 'Mickey Mouse'. The elusive but infectious
composition sounds as though it may have been accomplished by a
small hoard of woodland creatures singing in a moonlit clearing
at midnight (I know, I know, I'm prone to these fanciful notions
but please listen before you judge and you may hear it too!)
Title track 'King Of The Beach', with its snotty-nosed-bad-boy
delivery, is an absolute hoot! Mr Hayes hits his skins for all
he's worth, proving here (as elsewhere) that he is the dynamo
which generates much of the band's cocky rhythmic exuberance.
Final track 'Baby Said Goodbye', a song by Mr Hayes, is a
wonderfully weird construction full of deliriously dippy
vocal inventions and a judicious choice with which to bring
this curiously addictive album home to roost. I liked it!
(I liked the artwork too as I'm sure you can imagine!)
Recommended.