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Art school seems to lend itself to meetings of minds and media – people that have read too much Nietzsche and own a bass guitar, girls with Holgas and half-cut poetry in moleskins, screen-printing vinyl collectors in furs.
I don’t know if “Disappearers”:http://www.myspace.com/d_i_s_a_p_p_e_a_r_e_r_s met at art school, but their music weighs heavy with this aesthetic. Their one track – Everything Straight Lies – is caught between gabbled clichés and winsomely simple arrangements. Boy-girl refrains marry up for choruses about fear and love in long grass. A sliding bassline pins down heady sentiment and dry four-four drumming brackets the whole thing in indie.
Their “blog”:http://www.disappearers.com/blog/ won’t tell you anything about them that you can’t learn from listening to this one track – obsessions with old photographs, transcribed verse, film stills. It’s all here.
