Without exaggeration, I get up to 100 emails every day from singers, bands and publicists asking me to consider a review of a single or album. I do feel bad that the majority of them end up being unread as I simply don’t have the time to go through each of them – there’s a sense of catholic guilt overcomes me every time as I know that in many of the cases it will be a DIY approach from someone simply looking for a leg-up to a wider audience. I used to reply as politely as I could to such requests on the basis that the sort of market they were usually trying to reach wasn’t likely to be what I suspect are typical T(n)VV readers; I often added that if a 50-something was to turn round a recommend a new young singer or band then it would surely do their wider credibility a bit of damage when their demographic was so much different.
But every now and then, a word or two or whole paragraphs will jump out at me that makes me sit up and take notice as was the case with this:-
Dear Vinyl Villain,
The Hector Collectors are an indiepop group from Glasgow, Scotland, who started in 2000AD and were played on John Peel’s show a few times back in the day.
From 2004 – 2008, they recorded tracks for an album planned to be known as ‘The Boring Album’ , which was conceived as an ambient lofi indiepop record recreating the feeling of being bored at home in the UK in the mid 90s. The sessions were never released at the time due to other stuff getting in the way, and in the meantime things like chillwave and hauntology and all that happened in the late 00s/early 10s which seemed to share similar aims aesthetics.
Now, in early 2017, long after anyone would care and with the world gripped by a widespread political engagement that has woken most from their vaporwave haze, The Hector Collectors (who are still going and plan to release a proper new album later this year) have decided the time is right to polish up those mid 00s recordings and sneak them out so that anyone who cares can hear their prescient but also now double dated take on formless 20/30 something suburban nostalgia, a movement we would have called ‘L Y N D H U R S T W A V E’ (after Nicholas Lyndhurst) if we had been movers and shakers during Obama’s first term.
Please hear, download for Free (and consider for coverage) the finished album and our bandcamp here if that sounds like it might be your kind of thing:
AJ Smith of The Hector Collectors
I’m not sure if AJ picked up on the blog from the fact that I’ve been known to feature bands from round these parts or if he had seen my previous mention of The Hector Collectors when a live performance at the start of 2016 had lifted my dark mood. Either way it doesn’t matter, because I happen to really enjoy their lowfi and occasionally shambolic music and after two successive days of the neatness and perfection of Radiohead it really does seem appropriate to go to the other extreme.
What’s not to love about a band who come up with song titles such as Stephen Pastel’s Blues, The Day The Supernaturals Went to the 13th Note, Your Nazi Boyfriend, Gary Numan Needs Another Hit and Unemployed In Motherwell.
Or, in the instance of the free album on offer today, She’s Lost The Remote Control, a quite wonderful tribute/piss take of Joy Division.
And really folks, what’s not to love about a band who know that above all else who clearly know it’s about having fun and enjoyment in what you’re doing and taking your audience along with you.