An ode to “Britain’s greatest motorway”, M5 is typical of the bands output, and whilst it is geographically confused (the M5 goes nowhere near Aldershot) it’s hymning of mundanity and naff-ness is both slightly condescending and endearing.I got into this business to write great songs and have fun. M5 was an early single that never made is way onto their debut album (it’s the lead track on 2019 EP Keep Walking!) and seeks to upend that tradition were American places and roads sound great in songs, but British locations don’t somehow have the same romance and resonance (see also Billy Braggs A13, Trunk Road To The Sea). Live, their shows are a seething cauldron of energy and mayhem, good-natured but always somehow teetering on the brink. They have cultivated an obsessive following with their fans, sharing a WhatsApp group with their more dedicated fans, and have been putting on annual bus trips to Margate for a celebratory day of like-minded music. But their sound is an abrasive, energetic version of indie – a rough punk / post-punk sound, all 3-minute bursts of energy that don’t overstay their welcome. The six-piece formed whilst at university in Cambridge, and in their songs have a tendency towards the minutiae of life in middle England (fishing, flip phones, Weatherspoons, M5).
If you haven’t come across them yet, Sports Team are at once a throw back, a contemporary sensation, and a contradiction. Well certainly a more raucous, rambunctious and abrasive sound than the last couple of posts. And now for something completely different.
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