Artefacts For Space Travel - Screaming Tea Party, Let's Wrestle

Evidently on a one-band mission to reclaim "indie" from the fast buck Johnny Borrells of this world, let's Wrestle worship at the slightly askew alter of Mark E Smith, Beat Happening and The Cribs. In fact "I Won't Lie To You" (Stolen) is so life-affirmingly shambolic, it sounds like they actually split up, realised the can't live without each other and decide to make another go of it somewhere in the middle. It's the first of Three must-have digital singles from London bands on Stolen Recordings this month. The others being "Lucy" by psych-grungers Artefacts For Space Travel and "Holy Disaster" -the soft, woozy harmonies and tinkling music box side of normally ravaged art-rock trio Screaming Tea Party.
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Screaming Tea Party- 'Holy Disaster' 'Sounds like 'I found a reason' by the Velvets, yet- and get this- even cooler. Didnt think it was possible, did you?'
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Let's Wrestle 'Won't Lie to You' NME's Track of the week (24th Nov, 2007)

While Teflon-coated slickly produced pop certainly has its charm, its fair to say that music that sounds like it was made out of corrugated metal is always going to win out. If you stripped away the likes of Girls Aloud of their layer upon layer of polish and tempted their unending streams of songwriters and stylists, you'd simply be left with five New Look shop assistants caterwauling in the changing rooms and fighting over the last of the Kelly Brook range of push-up bras. 'I Won't Lie To You' would be nigh on perfect if produced by blind toddlers, Bloc Party's right hand man Paul Epworth or the poptastic Xenomania squad. As it stands the blind toddlers won out. Crashing about like Mark E Smith in the Sainsburys booze aisle, it lasts a sweet two minutes and 42 seconds; leaving you wanting more. Like the sarky little brother of Franz's Alex Kapranos, Lets Wrestle's singer the mysteriously monikered WPG- delivers his lyrics via a mixture of arch camp and amused detachment. When he coyly barks his way through the songs semi-nonsensical but somehow romantic lines like " the duvets on fire/and so is your hair/but darling, that's the way/ and now that you are here/I'd like you to write me a list/ Of all the television shows you missed" Its like the pompous chamber rock of Arcade Fire never happened. North Londoners Let's Wrestle are a charming, funny and utterly real trio. If Eddie Argos suddenly found himself on Strictly Come Dancing, he'd be doing his cha-cha to this tune, mark our words. Oh, and you can bet that uncle of yours who always steals your records and then pretends to be the indie messiah, will think its tuneless nonsense as well. Outstanding, eh?
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Let's Wrestle- 'I won't lie to you' 'Kings of slack breeze into town with a tinpan piece of indie the Jarmans would kill each other for.'
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