By Spitfire Charlie
A clumsy first intro and a lightly thin vocal sound from Singer John Roberts gave me a first impression that Spitfire Charlie were just another emo-esque double garage band from Adel. "How I Learnt To Love The Bomb" isn't a great title and the song doesn't do the band justice as an opener.
With four more tracks in the locker, Spitfire Charlie start splattering the bullets around and anyone who isn't looking up had better take cover. "Playing Hard" has a really original guitar lick and on its own it persuades me to pay much closer attention. A guitarist who can imagine - and then play - a cute and difficult line without the listener having to grimace in time is a rare joy. John Rennie can play a bit. Ben Kreczak on bass and Dan Handysides on drums are no slackers neither.
"Old Friend" has a nice open ring to it, with a U2-kind of feel with restrained passion and inventive guitar and a Chris Martin kind of melody. Not the sweet Martin voice of course (a blessing?). It's a bit more wannabe emo forced-larynx pressure that lowers the volume and raises the pitch. Suits some.
"She who must be obeyed" has a curious drag in the early tempo, and I'm not sure my CD players are doing the song justice. It's a pretty desperate song and drags a bit. Better on second and third hearings.
"Where's All The Money Gone" is much punchier and rockier. It's sharp and repetitive in a very good way, and some vocal harmony ups the song delivery system to special courier status. There's plenty more kick donkey drumming. And Hallelujah! A rock freakout guitar section that really works. The best I've heard for bloody ages. Watch your back.