The Sherlocks second album sees them drowning after a horrific collision. They scrap and fight to defeat the iceberg but there’s only one winner, and it ain’t the Sheffield quartet.
The iceberg on the artwork is assumed to represent some sort of deep message. Possibly about the size of a problem under the surface, hidden from the world. Those issues you refrain from speaking to anyone about, that you hold in, that you leave beneath the surface, which ultimately makes the problem even worse. Things like “Waiting”, or that time ” we drank Starbucks coffee in a New York lobby of a hotel that we stayed” – DEEP.
Daytime Catfish and the Bottlemen, with a sprinkling of George Ezra, the indie sunshine riffs are ear-worm hooks, but without any bait, meaning they catch absolutely fuck all. And like any fisherman, they show patience with repetition, producing something similar over and over and over again, continuing to throw out the line in the same place in the same river. It’s a bad day out however, as repetition leads to failure, and they walk home empty-handed.
They’ve retained the title of ‘The World’s Most Annoying Band’, which is something, I guess.
Haiku Review
It looks like they are
Going hungry, after a
Poor fishing trip, ugh
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