Published on April 12th, 2018 | by voxx0
Goat Girl – Goat Girl
A stand-out debut from the South London scenesters…
The scene that has emerged out of South London in recent times – a motley crew that orbits Brixton’s Windmill pub and numbers Shame, Sorry and HMLTD among its cadre – is one of the most exciting the city has had to offer for years. Arguably the finest of the bunch are Goat Girl, a four-piece fronted by Lottie “Clottie Cream” Pendlebury (pseudonyms are central to the Goat Girl dictum) and her pleasingly somnolent drawl.
Their debut album is a belter: 19 songs, bundled into just 40 glorious minutes, several of which act as short musical interludes, providing oddities and detours: the brief blur of ‘A Swamp Dog’s Tale’ that comes in as a scuzzy, disembodied half-rant, then exits in a jaunty curlicue, or the 40-second waltz of ‘Moonlit Monkey’, for instance.
It all sounds deliciously grubby, underslept and perhaps a touch overindulged, with a distorted and unwashed country air. Central to these songs is their marriage of knuckly anger and gleeful swagger. So while a track such as ‘Creep’ might own a lyric as grizzly as, “I really want to smash your head in”, the tune that runs beneath is drawn by something more joyful. Or the sweet conundrum of ‘Cracker Drool’, with a jaunty bassline lifted from The Coral’s ‘Dreaming Of You’ and a chorus that is half-shimmer, half-drone. Even the glowering pace of ‘Viper Fish’ seems to be enjoying its mardiness.
It’s fantastically alive, electrifying and witty stuff, the sound of something fresh and thrilling occurring.
- By Jake White