With the world maligned and the arts being sold down the river by the short sighted Chancellor, hope and escapism are drifting out of site. As the dam is set to overflow and surge away for good, Alan McGee’s Creation23 stable is providing the glimmer we all need.
Leading his charge are Fife’s Shambolics. A string of shimmering rock ‘n’ roll meets Big Star singles behind them, they have returned their latest record ‘Love Collides’.
With Marr’s jangle set to drug fueled release, they channel their love of Fleetwood Mac into this sauntering pop gem. Behind the glory of the racing guitars lies a relationship clinging on for dear life. Its fingernails claw at the dirt as life’s pressures damningly swirl above all the while guitars howl with anguish.
Shambolics rise to glory is inevitable. Their effortlessness hits a mid-point ecstatic rush where nothing else in the world matters which, when, in a time when everything matters, might just be the most important thing of all.