Late Model European
When a band you have never heard of approaches you directly with the offer to send vinyl you can almost be sure that it won’t be much chop; more dollars than sense. A beautiful package with nothing of interest attached.
When that same group has a press release that suggests their influences include: “iconic artists such as The Beatles, The Stones, Bowie, Fleetwood Mac, Pink Floyd, Neil Young, Queen, Tom Petty, Dire Straits, The Jam, Crowded House, Goldenhorse and Elbow to name a few…” you an almost guarantee it will be awful.
For a start – they’re just naming names there. “Classic” rock and pop, radio-ready staples.
Oh and Goldenhorse is in there because an ex-member produced this.
And good on him. He did well. His main job, after all, was merely to take the money and run. But it’s almost impossible to imagine how bad Late Model European sounded before Ben King touched them up. Erm, sonically speaking.
Unfortunately all Late Model European has is money to burn (on session players and production) and the gift of a backstory: life-long best friends from Scotland Thones Thorburn (now in Auckland) and John Nelson (Blenheim) find each other on the other side of the world.
What they’ve made, musically speaking, is rudimentary adult-oriented-pop; the type to only wow their musically illiterate friends.
There’s nothing here. Just evidence of the money that saw it get made.
The vocals are embarrassing. The songs lack wit, charm and sophistication. And there’s something almost cosmically empty about the whole project. Lovely slice of vinyl, horrid set of songs sitting in it.