Brooklyn's latest hyped-to-the-hilt darlings arrive on the crest of a wave. A 50s surf-rock wave to be precise, and with all the bells and whistles one might expect. Lots of whistles to be more exact still, which loop around the psyche infectiously after the pop sensation that is `Let's Go Surfing'. Its spectacularly simple hooks played on repeat marry Jonathan Pierce's rapid-fire croon.
Slow-time rock `n' roller, `Down By The Water', houses an ethereal refrain and echo-y, super-simple synths. Animal Collective's madcap harmonies are brought to mind on the jerky `Saddest Summer'. With cutesy hand-clap percussion, whistling reprises and Ronettes drumming, `Make You Mine' eases the listen into EP highlight, `Don't Be A Jerk, Johnny'. Iconic, female backing vocals and Chairlift-like childish keyboards all build to a devilishly charming track, destined to soundtrack A&R wet dreams for months to come. A spot of new-wave posturing comes to the fore during `Submarine' courtesy of its New Order riffs that add to a washing of ubiquitous fuzz. EP closer, `I Felt Stupid', satisfactorily bridges the gap between the pair.
Summertime is ultimately easy to love, breathless and golden. Whilst alluring now, there is however a certain fragility to The Drums. On `Don't Be A Jerk, Johnny' Pierce sings, perhaps prophetically, "You used to be so pretty / but now you're just tragic". It would be wise to catch Summertime before it is truly over, and some Autumn advertising campaign probably hammers it. Apple? Hands off, this is not your windfall.