"First love, last love, it's only love, it's only love"
Maybe it is just love. But in this wonderful country full of its abnormal weather, knife carriers and drug dealers, we also have The Maccabees, who in my opinion, are the perfect indie rock band to have graced our country. They've appeared at the most ideal time, when bands like The Fratellis and The View are coming and going which most musical fans, only to stay with the most insignificant bunch of music fanatics hearts, the Radio 1 listeners, we were in need of help.
And this is why what I feel for the Maccabees is more than love, it's a hell of a lot of respect too. They're the band that we've all craved since the split of The Libertines, the band that any scientist would come up with if he were to be asked to come up with the "perfect indie band".
Indie is a term that I don't like to use, it's been a misused phrase, combined with other words to create other music genres, and I just don't think it makes much sense. Nevertheless, if "Colour It In" is indie, it's almost as good as it gets.
They're not different from many bands out there, however similar to Good Shoes, they've come out of the flock of wannabees superstar bands to stand out from the crowd, and they deserve to hold their heads high. You might think that an album that lasts 14 tracks may be a bit too long for a band like this, but most certainly not.
Orlando Weeks lyrically delivers in "About Your Dress", arguably the weakest song on the album, but still a thriller "You stood out like a sore thumb/The most beautiful sore thumb I've ever seen" and the sorrowful tale of "Lego", one of the most danceable songs on the record "So now we cant build castles or robots/ 'cause the pieces wont fit together". His voice literally stands out like a sore thumb, and is one of the principal reasons that this record works so well.
" Let's take our precious time about it"
Unlike what you would expect from a band like this, "Colour It In" grows on you until you are bowing down to the memorable riffs, the distinguishable drums, the spirit that is captured in the production. It's not instantly one that you can respect and rock out to at the same time, it takes time, but when you manage to adore it, you can truly sense that this is just one of the records that will define their future, their sure to be successful future.
"Precious Time" climbs above every other chant in the album though. And it won't take you long to realize that. Weeks' vocals sound gorgeous, " Toe to toe, there's nowhere to go" sounds like a lullaby with rhythm and catchiness, maybe not a rarity, but something pretty priceless, which sums up the song basically. Priceless. One of the best songs I've heard this year, full stop.
And the quieter moments, despite only two songs having quieter moments, they are some of the best. "Good Old Bill" the opener is extraordinary, captivating, love-able and the same can be said for swan song, "Toothpaste Kisses", sounding like Blaine Harrison of the Mystery Jets in his bedroom, and by the fifth time that the album has come to its finish, chances are, you'll have fallen in love with Brighton's greatest achievement since the Royal Pavilion. And chances are, it won't only be love.