I don’t know how I’ve never heard this before, or how I’ve never heard of them. I mean, don’t look too closely, because the band looks like it escaped from a skin-testing lab and the lead guy dances worse than the Jozin z Bazin guy. But the lead guy has a brilliant shouty voice. The music seriously sounds like it was nicked from gorgeously bad postpunk who in turn nicked their act from 1970s electronic library music.
And yet I’ve listened to it five times in a row.
“Follow You,” Future Islands, 2007. Odd thing, it is.