The curiously named Miss Halliwell. Actually named after a Spice girl? Not sure. But the band don’t bear much resemblance to anything particularly Gingery or Spicey. They actually pedal some really retro sounding fuzzy indie-punk. It’s good stuff, especially for a man who lived through the Britpop era and was quite a fan of a lot of 90s English bands. This 4 track EP reminds me a lot of the Sultans of Ping, albeit with a west-midlands accent. And I don’t get to say that very often.
I have noticed a real swing towards bands mixing 90s understatement with New York Dolls style backing, which is something Miss Halliwell have achieved, whether they meant to or not. It’s not more than different gravy on the same old meat, but stuff like this makes a real nice change. These boys clearly don’t take themselves too seriously and know their limitations, and they use it to their advantage. Let’s see if they write the new ‘Where’s my jumper’. Have a listen. Well worth a minute.
Mike
