There’s not much to complain about when it comes to Death At Sea. In fact, it’s tough not to agree with the grounded analysis of Bido Lito!, who recently claimed that the band were the best band they’d heard in a long time and predicted that they “will blow a hole in Liverpool’s unsuspecting music community”. Before you’ve heard their two available tracks that may seem like an almost hyperbolic claim. But afterwards, well, it would probably be more controversial to suggest that the Pope is a Catholic (and he almost definitely is).
They’ve got the visceral, gritty appeal of Yuck, but filtered until the sound is slightly purer and more intoxicating, topped up with the yearning drawl of Tokyo Police Club. More importantly, in Kinsella they’ve got a passionate and intensely charismatic front-man, and in “Sea Foam Green” they’ve penned a regrettably rare song; one that simultaneously nails being evocative and poignant, and has a melancholic hook that just makes it impossible not to give in to them. A sturdy beginning, to say the least.
Apparently you will soon be able to catch Death At Sea playing their songs around Liverpool, which will definitely not be one to miss. Not being unafraid of hyperbole as I am, I don’t mind suggesting that it could even be one of those “I was there” moments.