It’s not for the cock, it’s not for the Fiction

by It’s not for the cock on Mon, 2009/05/25 - 8:49pm Post to Twitter

Fiction

Fiction are a new four piece collective of musicians from London. Boring part over, let’s now delve into what makes them really quite a fucking exciting band.

 Firstly, they manage to feature the combination of the unhinged yelps of the dearly missed Joe Strummer with the sardonic tones of a young, smirking David Byrne whilst, all the while, sounding fresher than a newly leaked report on an MPs extravagant expense claim.

Secondly, the way their guitars often move in a rudimentary groove around basic drumbeats before eventually weaving into something quite spectacular is…well, quite spectacular. In one song, Fiction are prone to move from tight-as-a-vice Talking Heads style guitars all the way to the other end of some mythical guitar playing spectrum to sun kissed jangles. “Curiosity”, the song in point, is a lot of things but mainly kind of illogical in a really, really fun way.

“Cross Purposes”, meanwhile, is almost like some beered up skanking skin heads meeting, and inevitably beating up, a group of pop geniuses in what ends up as a full on, unchecked knees up.

Instead of scrabbling around for a pun involving the act of writing about a band called Fiction, I’m going to just end by suggesting that you see them at Off Modern at Corsica Studios in Elephant and Castle on 28^th of May (or any of the other upcoming dates). Apparently there’s, whisper it, “industry interest” surrounding this band and anyone with even a couple of frazzled brain cells can tell that they’re a cut above the rest of the hoards of unsigned bands around London, so do yourself a favour and see them soon.

 http://www.myspace.com/fictionlondon