saturday sun

Prepare to have every last vestige of emotion sucked dry and by its farewell parting sigh for you to be cowed, curled into a ball wondering if you’ve just been visited upon by one of the saddest and most crushing things you’ll hear in an age. Now we were going to say that this had us much minded of the same jaw dropped affection we felt upon hearing Sigur Ros for the first time though reading through it appears they‘ve supported Iceland’s famous sons so such comparisons might seem in hindsight a little obvious. What I will say though is how it manages to sound all at once bruised and bowed and yet euphoric and hope inspired is quite beyond me for shoehorned into a sub 6 minute groove space Saturday Sun manage to arrest, allure and amaze with such cooled tempestuous majesty that its unreal. Elegant, eloquent and elegiac ‘blinded by the truth’ trembles in its hurt, framed by a genteel key cascade, its initial greeting is softly coded in a hushed reverential neo classicism that soon fragments, splinters and unfurls to ignite the listening space in a most glorious rapture with the emergence of ice sculptured crystalline riff opines. Utterly heartbreaking. The band are running a competition at present – among the prizes will be full downloads of their debuting album – incidentally entitled ‘orixe’ which is due for release in January on their own viva la Fleetwood imprint – along with all manner of mystery gifts – full details and links beneath the video linked here….