East Londoners SDTS are a strange breed – a band that has a desperate identity crisis yet sound competent in all genres without being a master of one. Switching from sounding like Funeral For A Friend to Thrice in the blink of a song, the quartet have far more ability than this swift EP suggests. Ignoring the absolutely pointless ‘Intro’ (a badly read list of words which really do absolutely nothing for the band at all), SevenDaysTilSunday fly straight into ‘The Implication Of Us’ which features some nice dynamics that build up like FFAF. Hardly original, but nicely done nevertheless.
But for me every song sounds like a different band and it’s the lack of a common thread which the band suffer from. They’re certainly not bad musicians, I just don’t think they themselves know what they want to be or who they want to sound like. ‘Prizefighters To Princes’ has a really nice vocal line and is ably backed with some strong backing vocals, but tends to be drowned out a little with some throaty screams. By the time you reach the aggressive ‘Get Out’ though, you’re left wondering who the band really are – a bunch of wannabe scenesters dressed in black or something a little bit more metal and authentic. Plenty of promise, but there’s a lack of a killer touch which keeps this bubbling under the UK post-hardcore premiership.
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Paul