Being There: 17

Pretty much fulfilling all my expectations of a band who don’t sound too dissimilar from Good Shoes and The Pains of Being Pure at Heart, the forthcoming single ‘17’ from the relatively unheard of Being There, is to be released in April, along with the added weight of their debut album ‘Breaking Away’. Crafting together enough punch and gusto and mixing preppy, unrefined vocals and crunchy, disposable guitars rattling away through a rose-tinted canvas, I can’t really see many people not being able to like this: how are you going to honestly not like something that makes you want to fast forward straight to the summer?

Because after all, this is the more ethereal brand of indie pop from the stargazers churning themselves out through the catalyst of music and pulling themselves up from their own shoestrings: unleashing themselves through hazy whirls and short and mesmeric shots compacted down to a couple-and-a-half minutes’ listening. It’s wholesome, vital stuff, like a shot of serotonin direct to the arm, but I guess there are more analogies to be found between the song’s length and the shortness of the English summertime: all of this probably means you’d better pick up your ears and listen to Being There before they elude you all but too soon.