Bones, Bones, Bones - EP Review


Look in the puddles of any Glasgow street and you'll see the reflections of a hundred downbeat singer songwriters intent on bringing their misery to your world. Likewise, look into any shop window and you'll see the reflections of a hundred indie rock bands desperately trying to impress you with their identikit haircuts and knowledge of at least 3 chords. Hiding in the shadows - where else? - you'll find the true heart of this no mean city. It's a black heart too, filled with revenge and lost love. Putting the soundtrack to that dark mental picture are the Badbadmen. They see the sum rising in the morning and they see it set over the gallows at night. Perhaps I'm being a touch dramatic? Perhaps not. I'd rather live in the spaghetti western world of "Gallows" and seek my redemption there. The interesting thing about this band is that the songs are merely pretending to be afflicted with Americana. "Anna Maria's Bones" is just the kind of rock ballad that Rod Stewart should be singing these days to rescue his credibility and "Lord Be A Raven and Pluck Out My Wandering Eye" rings truer than anything those urban pretenders Glasvegas can manage. Good rock songwriters have always found a home in Glasgow even if they dress in black. Apart from giving further credence to the rather worrying conclusion that bands from Glasgow sound better if they don't sound like they come from Glasgow, there is little to criticise here for the songs are rather good indeed and the performances nicely capture the mood. I'm just going out to buy myself a black shirt and one of those cowboy hat things now. There's a reckoning in the air…

4 Carrots out of 5

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The Baddies return to the Rest for another night fuelled by good music, good whiskey and nothing but the most honourable of intentions. New songs have been quilled and will be blooded. Songs of doomed love, devils, and war. And we won't be alone, as Clydebank's very own The Viragoes will be standing shoulder to shoulder with us on the front lines - ready to sally forth with some low down tales of dark days and sleepless nights... Also appearing will be our old partners in crime The Dirt, who can guaran-damn-tee a good ol' time wherever they play. You give us £4 and we'll give you pleasure in yer ears...