On first play this reminds me of Savage Garden, mixed with unapologetic industrial rock, in the midst of an attack by Babylon Zoo. First impressions are indeed just that, and in the words of Clark: “You can’t trust ’em!”
Imagine a high ceiling, a bar with bare brick walls, a gig in Berlin – the track Gloryhole sort of supports the image. Seedy, festering and surpressed melody and harmony throbbing through the grinding teeth and sore heels of a hefty night in search of a second wind. This has a place among the spacey Brookyln carefree and sidekick cool London sounds we are hearing a lot of right now, especially if that more polished production sound is what you’re into … that and no damn guitars!
If you are familiar with Austra, you’ll find some kinship with the album – this is the side project of one of them. Trust – they’ve done some pretty cool shows already, and if you’ve got patience to dig around in the dirt then you’ll find something to smile (on the inside) about in these tracks.
By Bulbform we’ve been led to a different, even gloomier, warehouse, somewhere in the Baltics, in winter. My main criticism is that the beats come and go uninventively; don’t come here expecting to hear any boundaries being broken … we’re in safe 4/4 territory all the way.
Fun mix-fodder for DJs, you imagine Dressed for Space mixing out of Sweet Dreams or West End Girls … 80s wipe-clean and functional. There are cool synth tricks on Trust’s debut, some slick slow jams that force you to listen to the detail in the sounds and emotion in the vocals. With even distribution of female and male vocals, the electricity in the music reeks of bubbling sexual tension by the time we are reach the final tracks.