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|14th January 2019|
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The Band: SAD BOYS CLUB
The Release: ‘YEAH PEOPLE TALK BUT YOU’VE FORGOTTEN HOW TO LIVE'
The Format: FOUR TRACK DIGITAL EP
The Release Date: OUT NOW
The Digital Link: smarturl.it/sadboysclub_yeahep
The Truth: SAD BOYS CLUB are from Crouch End in Northern Londonshire. They now consist of Jacob Wheldon (vocals), Tom MacColl (drums), Jake Chatterton (guitar) and Pedro Caetano Leite (bass / vocals). ‘Yeah People Talk But You’ve Forgotten How To Live’ is their debut EP which includes recent slinky single (and Huw Stephens favourite) ‘Silverlined’.
The ‘Yeah People Talk But You’ve Forgotten How To Live’ EP also includes the deceptively jaunty ‘Machine Gunneress’, which coincidentally makes an appearance on the new This Feeling ‘Big In 2019’ compimilation, featuring 30 tracks by a ragged bunch of new noise terrors festooned across two blood red vinyl albums as per this link here: https://www.blood-records.co.uk/product/this-feeling-big-in-2019-gatefold-double-album-signed/
To celebrate the release Sad Boys Club head out to these sad boys clubs here:
JANUARY 19TH: LONDON HOLLOWAY ROAD NAMBUCCA
MARCH 2ND: BRIGHTON GREEN DOOR STORE
MAY 4TH: LIVE AT LEEDS FESTIVAL 2019
The ‘Yeah People Talk But You’ve Forgotten How To Live’ EP’s lead-off track ‘Silverlined’ is intelligent, literate alt.rock in excelsis, a huggable Cure-esque ‘80s pop beat underpinning Jacob’s concerned vocals while the shiny chorus encapsulates their casually effervescent happy/sad gothpop vibe. And the rest of ‘Yeah People Talk But You’ve Forgotten How To Live’ is similarly contradictory: chillingly challenging, but breezily accessible; intellectually leftfield, yet daytime-radio-friendly. This is defiant, flighty alt.rock that is secretly looking for a comprehending cuddle.
Such is smart life with Sad Boys Club, the newest saviours lurking on the alt.rock block. Over the past year or so they have self-released a furious flurry of hyper-excellent singles with names like ‘Know’, ’15/01’, ‘American Spirit’ and ‘Sleepyhead’, all of which mixed modern shiny pop palavers with classic alternative tactics. The end results are a touch like the mythical missing link between The 1975 and Placebo but with perhaps an added splash of Smashing Pumpkins, a waft of The War On Drugs and a crafty thimbleful of The Cure here and there.
It’s onstage where the fragrant theatrics and occasional bellowing outbursts of Jacob really hit their straps, arms a’twirling and fringe a’whirling as he embodies the snarling / smiling sadness of the boys club behind him. And if these anthems for the broken-hearted sound like the soundtrack to immense teenage angst then little wonder – Sad Boys Club have been dabbling in the dark art of songwriting since their pre-teens and some of those furiously excellent singles were written when they were barely 15 years old. Small wonder that singer Jacob should have some supreme words of wisdom to impart about each of the EP tracks, much like this:
‘Don’t Let It Get To That’