By The Myth
Despite sitting down to listen to this demo with something approaching a hangover, my sluggish mind cannot be fooled into thinking it is rubbish. Because it's actually very impressive in such a startlingly obvious way that it overcomes all misguided alcoholic excesses.
The Myth are a five-piece from Berwick-upon-Tweed and are proof that crisp, clear, glossy, hard-rockin' anthems can spring forth like glistening Californian palm trees in the midst of a climate commonly referred to as Bloody Awful English Weather.
'Jailbait' comprises some skilful guitar phrases courtesy of Mark Hope and Liam Portues and a delectable intro to 'Honeycomb' is further evidence of their talent. 'Obey the master!' sings Xenon Easton on 'Not Yours' and you wonder if, upon seeing these boys live, a baying crowd may just submit to his every whim.
They have the persistent, ferocious riffs and confident, swooping vocals of veterans Jane's Addiction and the youthful, restless energy of Incubus (but without the unnecessary computer noises or whales and dolphins making those sounds they make). They're not treading new ground here, but you can tell they're salivating with the prospect of earning their own place amongst the angry yet melodic bands of today, armed with a fresh enthusiasm and conviction to rival the stalwarts. On the basis of these four tracks, and allowing for more development, The Myth sound promising...