Steve Spithray discovers an album of masterfully perceptive synth vexations
Heavenly Recordings
Released: 02.10.20
Coming into this year on the brink of something, the moment may have gone for Yorkshire’s Working Men’s Club and their self-titled album, already held back since June. Which is a shame because their masterfully perceptive synth vexations are the obvious antidote to the Idles/Fontaines DC hydra.
Occasionally uplifting but realistic observances, such as John Cooper Clarke’s motorik catechisms and White Rooms And People’s acceptance of the terms of the day, are bang on the money while Tomorrow is paradoxically morose. But it’s Outside and twelve minute closer Angel that are more ethereal in the vein of MGMT, and cast something of a positive and promising shadow over Working Men’s Club’s tight but patchy debut.
