Biografía:
Es una banda de Brighton (Inglaterra), su estilo musical es el del Indie Rock, sin embargo lo que los hace una propuesta única es que en sus discos podemos encontrar canciones que van desde el Britpop, el Garage Punk, y el Post-rock.
Sus intros tienen más que ver con bandas como Silver Mt Zion, mientras que sus guitarras y la voz nos recuerda al Britpop de los 90's, y así sus canciones van evolucionando desde una simple melodía pop hasta una épica armonía Post-Rock del estilo de Godspeed You! Black Emperor
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Otras canciones:
- Straight Down The Line
- A Lovely Day Tomorrow
- A Wooden Horse
- Alberts Eyes
- Atom
- Bad Bohemian
- Bear
- Canvey Island
- Carrion
- Heavy Water
- Lately
- Like A Honeycomb
- Living Is So Easy
- Luna
- Machineries Of Joy
- Moley And Me
- No Lucifer
- Oh Larsen B
- Open The Door
- Radio Goddard
- Salty Water
- The Land Beyond
- The Lonely
- Thirteen Ways To Disappear
- To Get To Sleep
- True Adventures
- Waving Flags
¡Cuatro años de duro trabajo!Este mes de mayo cumplimos cuatro años al aire. Seguimos trabajando en la difusión de este maravilloso instrumento, ¡gracias por participar en nuestra historia!
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