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Sometimes it's hard to introduce a band without feeling you're doing them a gross dis-service. But this album is among the best released so far this year. Fact.
Though Repeat After Me is The Corrections' debut album, the quintet have been making music together for several years, releasing an album under the moniker The Fallout Trust. Since then, Jess Winter has left, but the line-up is otherwise present and correct. And with Repeat After Me, The Corrections have a knife to the jugular of the unsuspecting indie world and are ready to wreak bloody havoc.
It begins with venom. This Voice Is Not My Voice carries with it a sinister, rabid aggression, with soaring vocals and dovetailing guitar melodies, while the menacing pop-noir of OCD is irresistibly rhythmic, and immediately memorable.
As is the whole album. for Repeat After Me is a thoroughly well balanced, hook-laden piece of music. That the songs have been crafted with high attention to detail is evident from the first listen as the beautifully structured songs unravel, as the highs give way to the lows, the louds to softs. The one constant being the vocals of Joe Winter who at times sounds akin to Starsailor's James Walsh, but not in a bad way.
Be he tearing through songs such as This Voice Is Not My Voice or Barcode, where his biting, snarling delivery are shit scary, or reservedly punctuating Full Stop, Straightjacket Sheets, or The Wind Is Wild, Winter's delivery is enchanting and compelling. Lyrically too he is astute, mixing engaging stories with fiery political angst.
Previous single, Barcode, is deserved of mention, which is quite simply a brilliant, adrenaline charged pop song, with deranged guitar melodies that sound like they've come from the Jonny Greenwood guitar school, and an addictive vocal. Barcode is then juxtaposed with The Wind Is Wild, which gently swells to a blissful conclusion.
Repeat After Me boasts incredibly well crafted music. Their songs already sound anthemic, and arena filling, a sound so many bands try to catch, but fail. The Corrections are like a Coldplay who have grown some balls, and got really pissed off with everything, and it's compulsive listening.
With astute musicianship, intricate songwriting, hooks-a-plenty, and amazing production, Repeat After Me is a very good debut. The Corrections seem to have single-handedly given hope to indie bands everywhere, showing that, not for want of trying, the indie scene hasn't entirely disappeared up its own arse.
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