WHITE LIES - To Lose My Life
WHITE LIES - To Lose My Life
Written by Luke Oram   
Friday, 12 June 2009 17:45
white lies - to lose my life It seems like the British music industry,
is always looking for a saviour...

Perhaps that’s why bands like West-London’s
WHITE LIES
are so swiftly thrust into the public charts.

To be fair though,
the Ealing glum-rock quartet
have the goods to match their fame...

Even if, they aren’t re-inventing
any indie wheels.
Critics went nutso over WHITE LIES early in 2008, garnering the lads a record deal only a couple of days after their debut performance. The band’s neo-gothic synth-fuelled swagger, has earned them comparisons to Joy Division and contemporaries Editors and Interpol – comparisons the band find amusing; they’d prefer to be the next Talking Heads. They don’t even listen to Joy Division. The irony is, Joy Division used to say the same thing when compared to Kraftwerk and The Velvet Underground.

Still, the first strains of uber-single opener ‘Death’, recalls the ghosts of Curtis & Co. immediately - the mechanically driven bass line overlaid with McVeigh’s almost disaffected baritone. White Lies aren’t half as glum as their ancestors though, with ‘Death’ giving way to McVeigh’s triumphant wail and a militant drum-fuelled bridge.

The album’s title track doesn’t do the 'Lies any favours, in their journey to escape comparisons. ‘To Lose My Life’ is an electronic jaunt that could easily be mistaken for an Interpol track. Once again, the lads pull up from dreary to victory, but it’s still a lot more derivative than it is pioneering.

Does it really matter though?
If the genre ain’t broke, perhaps it shouldn’t be fixed. ‘To Lose My Life’ is a great foot-tapping indie record. McVeigh’s got a great English voice and the band are assured, skipping from U2-esque triumph to the gothic undertones of Echo’s Bunnymen. ‘E.S.T’ is an almost picture-perfect tribute to a glammed ‘Blue Monday’, which is never a bad thing.

WHITE LIES aren’t the next messiah’s... They do however, do a great job of flying the English-indie flag. If you like your Interpol, miss a good warm bed of synth in your day, or ever wondered what Ian Curtis would have been like if he had been a little happy, WHITE LIES are your band.

White Lies are coming to New Zealand, click HERE for more info...
 

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