Ever heard the expression ‘twee as fuck‘? It’s a contradiction in terms that can be found on florescent t-shirts worn by 20-somethings with teddy bear backpacks (a lot of whom end up here). Twee. It’s a type of music that most wish never existed. This is a form of indie pop that usually involves childish lyrics sung by childish people over the sounds of xylophones, keyboards and jangling guitars. It’s supposed to be cute. It’s supposed to be ironic, maybe? It’s supposed to be ‘twee as fuck‘?
Anyway, some of the bands that fall under this subgenre actually aren’t that bad; The Pains of Being Pure At Heart, I’m From Barcelona, Belle & Sebastian, The Boy Least Likely To…and Los Campesinos!. The latter being the only band that I can honestly say is TWEE AS FUCK!
These 7 indie poppers from Cardiff, Wales bring twee to a new level. A punk-rock level. Sure, they sound like kids; sure they have some poppy, playground style music at times; and yes, they have ridiculous titles like Is How You Spell “HAHAHA, We Destroyed the Hopes and Dreams of a Generation of Faux-Romantics, Documented Minor Emotional Breakdown #1 and the new A Heat Rash in the Shape of the Show Me State; or, Letters from Me to Charlotte. And some of their lyrics are just as ridiculous as the song titles suggest, but they are fun. 2007’s We Throw Parties, You Throw Knifes was so catchy it’s still stuck in my head 3 years later!
The new album continues this tread. The kids have grown up a little, but I wouldn’t say they have matured. Romance might be boring, but this album is entertaining as hell! I can just picture my buddy Drew all hopped up on Red Bull Vodkas, dancing around, knocking over shit and screaming along with I Warned You: Do Not Make An Enemy Of Me!