My writing had slowed down a bit because I was working on the longest piece I’ve ever written for impose. I found a band called Blue Minkies on bandcamp and was immediately smitten and had to find out more about this seemingly “lost” Brighton band which had uploaded its music to Bandcamp in advance of a few “reunion” (more accurate to say “reactivation” as they didn’t physically split) dates.
I hit up our editor to make sure that I could write about them and when I was given the OK, I tracked down the band and got in contact with them and they were kind enough to answer a few questions.
From there I did a lot of searching to try to find out as much as I could to round out the article.
I’m mostly happy with how everything turned out. If it were a more traditional interview I’d have probably gotten a bit more out of it, but unfortunately the time difference put a bit of a dampener on that.
Anyway, check the article here. I have a few ideas about more stuff coming.
That first EP, There’s A Little Bit of Whore in Every One of Them, was ripped from an old cassette tape and while it wasn’t mastered or restored to crisp perfection, it was immediately addicting. Breathy chants of Betty Bontempy, Jonny 2Shoes and Jimmy Bullet lead to a simple organ, guitar, bass combo and a simple tap-tap drum part as all three band members confess their love for Helena, which wallops you upside the head and, like a pop Pavlov pooch, your hips are already swinging by the time the chorus come in. There’s an amazing naiveté in the songcraft in their first EP. Some songs almost sound closer to children’s television songs than pop anthems. Pop in style but punk in attitude (not Pop Punk as genre, no Ramones / Five Seconds of Summer here) in under seven minutes with nonsense lyrics “she don’t speak English she only speaks balloon,” and band poet Jimmy’s spoken word interludes and songs about being sick of boys and just wanting to be left alone. Pretty much universal themes from the teenage life experience canon. Even with what would normally be strikes against it, the release has got the same manic energy that finds yourself dancing in a bar with mismatched socks preparing a litany of excuses as to why you can’t go to work the next day.
Give a read, but more importantly give a listen. The internet can be an amazing beast at times.