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Single Reviews
Single review: Films Of Colour – Capital
By CMU Editorial | Published on Tuesday 16 August 2011
“Wasting my chances, it’s all I do, all I do”, opens Films Of Colour’s ‘Capital’. Enter synths, layered guitars, and impassioned drivel. Guitars soar – aiming for the sort of frantic energy of ‘Silent Alarm’ era Bloc Party, or even Foals, but crash flatly. Their bum-clenching brand of ‘epic’ is trite and formulaic; their lyrics merely depressing.
“If London is the meeting place I’ll pack my bags and join the race”, they warn the city. “I’ll defeat you when you come”, pouts vocalist Andy Clutterbuck, with all the bile of a GCSE student who, no, mum, won’t go and revise the periodic table.
The flipside, ‘Persinette’, takes a more pared-down approach with stuttering guitar hinting at a darker underbelly, though this too ultimately fails to excite. A disappointingly dull palette, this is derivative, small-town ‘alt-rock’ at its blandest. EG