The Beat Generation meets Gen Z in a flurry of fragmented screenshots that depict modern life in all its stupefying absurdity.
...2020 brings us the vulnerable, Earth-bound Walking Like We Do. Their debut showed them reaching up and scraping the sky. In contrast, The Big Moon’s return orbits around everyday human flaws.
There are tambourines and sweet harmonies. There’s a Lemonheads moment on ‘Can I Just Call’, a whole lotta cowbell on ‘She’s A Fantasy’ and slightly fuzzed-up Fannies on ‘Try Not To Hang On So Hard’.
There are few bands around who pack as much to think about into a few short lyrics too.
How an album can sound so 1989 and so 2019 at once is remarkable.
These indie-folk anecdotes and internal musings of a far-from-spotless mind showcase Jake Ewald’s enigmatic, wry and pathos-laden storytelling.
As for the feel of their debut album, ‘hectic’ doesn’t even do it justice.
Any self-respecting supermarket plays incidental music. If supermarkets played as mesmeric, non-incidental music as the content of W.H. Lung’s Incidental Music, then arguably more people would go shopping.
The tracks offer anything from rather close scrutiny of personal matters, to seeking comfort and reassurance.
This album pulses with vibrant life.