Much to my disappointment, I recently discovered that Spotify’s threats of only allowing me to play a song 5 times in an attempt to make me pay were all too true. The first song that I was OUTRAGED wouldn’t play a 6th was Drowning Doll, from The Kabeedies latest release, ‘Soap.’
My last encounter with the Kabeedies lasted 3 days - a residency at Milo in Leeds. While singer Katie took the more professional route to bed after the shows, the boys and I came out of the whole escapade with a collective chart of amnesia, alcohol poisoning, ambulance rides, a dramatic head wound and a severe lack of dignity. It was a brilliant weekend.
Their set varied from evening to evening - embarrassingly enough, often due to what drunken Tori had apparently told them off in the early hours of the morning for NOT playing the night before. They played Drowning Doll, and new song Bones - the borderline sad and moving narrative informed me that, before hearing it, I knew that the album would show a new side to the band.
I see that in contrast to their 35 (or something) track debut ‘Rumpus,’ the music they have been making since then has been honed and condensed into a more palatable 10 tracks.
I already knew and was fond of Santiago, Come Out Of The Blue and January single Eyes - along with the songs I had heard during the Milo residency, the odds towards leaving the album to play unsupervised (and not having to skip a la Rumpus) were looking favorable. Elizabeth, a track I didn’t take a particular shining to at the gigs was a pleasant surprise - brilliantly recorded, and one of the album’s highlights.
The ability to listen to Soap from start to finish led me to discover it’s best hidden gem - ghost track Keyhole which I have since noticed has a place on the set lists of some of their Norwich gigs. An almost a capella recording carried entirely by 3 part harmonies, I can only hope to hear how that sounds when they return to Leeds.
I’m a little cross that I didn’t make the effort to catch them at Manchester’s Deaf Institute the night before Tattoo Tea Party, but frankly after our last encounter it is likely that my blood would be at too thin a level to walk, let alone get tattooed. Instead, I’m going to see them on May 16th at Nation of Shopkeepers and suggest that you Leeds critters join me
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