Jazica

There’s something about the electro-indie-pop generation that’s disappointing. The synths, the twangy guitars, the tongue-in-cheek disco drum beats – it all adds up to a sea of diluted mediocrity. Fortunately – to extend the metaphor further – seas often hide small patches of treasure and give way to hidden coves of paradise. Jazica drown all stereotype in that sea: whilst indie, electro and pop in equal measure, they are not disappointing. Far from it. They’re actually quite impressive…


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Unfortunately there is only a brief sample of a track which doesn’t appear in the ReverbNation, player….. The rest of their tracks are impressive, a couple definitely stand out from the crowd as token hits. ‘Boy’ sounds like a collaboration between Pacman and Lily Allen, the opening arpeggios reminiscent of a wasted youth in video arcades. Another equally chart friendly yet still adventurous track ‘Flash Flash’ proves that hooks don’t have to be annoying. ‘Illusions’ and ‘Arp Attack’ bring a much harder breed of song. Although they conform with their overall sonic image, the production and controlled agression show an incredibly mature side to the band.

The most striking feature of all the songs is the ability to juxtapose the hypnotic sing-song swooning of Frankie’s vocals with the hard, crashing guitars and buzz-saw synths that perforate the sound every so often. On paper, the combination sounds horrific: imagine a project with KT Tunstall and Brian Eno. It shouldn’t work at all. But it does.

Jazica seem to cover every angle you could want from a band – they are controlled, stylish, smart, adventurous, slick and just…cool. Good, old-fashioned cool. This is a group worth saving from the wreckage in the sea.

Review written by LF

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'Death by Sushi' Fish can kill me. When I was very small (maybe 3 or 4 years old) my grandfather, who lost the sight of one eye from a bullet fired by a German sniper (fortunately not a very good one) during the Battle of the Somme in World War 1, wiped my face with the corner of his apron, an apron he had used to wipe his filleting knife on. He was a grocery shopkeeper who specialized in wet fish.