The British just keep on invading, don’t they? Blue Suede Platforms run their jangle-heavy garage recordings through the Beat Happening school of enthusiasm for recording, coming off like the Kinks or the Creation exploded in the microwave if either of those bands were a burrito that was left in on high for too long. The Liverpudlians – mainly, it seems, a guy and a girl – like making songs, recording them to four-track or a lone tape player, and damned if the results are weird when the guy sings in a falsetto. That’s OK, though, it’s probably a fun conceit live. And remember, enthusiasm! How can you knock anyone for enthusiasm? At least it’s not all Jimmy Buffett paraphrases.

Blue Suede Platforms
All Gone

--Ryan Masteller