Some bands can turn doing nowt into an art form. While their pal and (sorta) label mate King Creosote churns albums out like a Nike sweat shop spews forth Air Jordans, this Edinburgh trio have been decidedly snail-like in their work rate. Good things do come to those who stand about long enough and this kind of heavy-lidded, beatific magic is worth waiting for. A little bit country, a little bit rock’n’roll, and even a bit trippy-Boards-of-Canada-electrics in there too, maybe if Arab Strap had swapped the Buckie, Es and break ups for doobies, wine and beaches they might have sounded like this.
The Village, Edinburgh, Thu 2 Nov; Avalanche Records, Edinburgh, Mon 6 Nov (In-store acoustic session).