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Film School are back out on tour after having all their gear (and van) stolen back in March. It’s easy to label them as being pretty derivative. I saw their show last night with someone who had never heard them before, and his first question was “are they British?”. Their self titled debut LP certainly evokes the very specific psychedelic, delay ridden guitar work of early nineties shoegazer bands like Slowdive and My Bloody Valentine. The fact is, I have a soft spot for that little blip in music history, and these guys have done a pretty decent job at capturing it. Because of this, their set was enjoyable. This type of music is meant to be listened to loud, and the band certainly made some noise out there. If you like their record, I’d check out the live show. I think they write good songs and it would be interesting to see them leave some of their effects pedals at home on the next record.
Even after listening to Owen’s I Do Perceive for a few years, I’m still not quite sure who did find whose hair in whose bed. While its possible that he himself is the cheater, my assumption is that the first track of that name is a pained accusation towards a deceiptful lover. Thereafter, Owen seems to beat himself up repeatedly about the situation. Its painful, but honest and sweet. I think what throws me off is the introspective talking to himself, and the difficulty in figuring out when ‘you’ really is the other person. The most touching part has to be on “She’s A Thief,” when he sings, “Not a day passes that you don’t close your eyes / And ask St. Francis to find the love of your life / That you lost when she left / You dumb fuck, your life’s a mess / Without her to tell you what to say / Or when to breathe / Or what you’ll need where you’re going.” Talk about a self-confidence problem.