“I Won’t Let You Down”
There are good starts to the week, and there are really fucking shitty starts. Ours is definitely parked in the former category – although of course, as is now apparently the bloody standard, we are left wondering a lot of the time how long this will last for – and exemplified by things like, dunno, getting to be the person that hands certain management clientelle things that they’ve wanted for their entire lives; getting geared up for the motherfucker of all weekends that is Reading Festival for the 16th year running, for which we are metaphorically (in Tom and Matt’s case, literally) lubing up so that we might spomb all over Draper before during and after he does his thing to you all on the Radio 1 Dance stage (yeah, we pretty much plug our shit right up until the last minute); and having a shiny new windshield following getting fucking done by a rogue chip from a particularly interesting adverse camber somewhere on the M4. By contrast, our heart goes out to the guy who had to fix our windshield this morning, who managed to nearly bring the roof of the underground car park down due to completely ignoring the height restrictions therein. He also manage to fuck up his van pretty badly, but we’re guessing such is the hard-man image that Autoglass bestow upon their peoples that he didn’t seem to give much of a shit about that (at least, when he knew we were looking. We did notice his head sinking into his hands when he thought we were not). Guess we’re on the right side of those sliding doors today. Our good fortune continueth as we delve into our inbox and pull out this particularly well-produced bit of synth-fused indie brought by San Franciscan quartet Dangermaker. Solid name. Even more solid music. Based on playcount alone you might be forgiven that it’s super-dooper early days for these dudes, although you could be right for all we know. Rather it seems more obvious from other social media that they’ve been performing the rather time-honoured tradition of developing an actual fanbase in their locality rather than pretending they have one to get signed or some silly shit like that. We dig that. We also dig the Interpol via Jimmy Eat World via Silversun Pickups space that this seems to occupy.