With a previous history of releases on Kitsune and Neon Gold Records respectively, on paper at least, their pedigree is good. Exotica is their ticket to join the ranks alongside the likes of Friendly Fires and Cut Copy; so too, with Rob’s vocals reminiscent of Mew’s Jonas Bjerre adding yet another aspect that many will admire.
But Polarsets, much like Friendly Fires and Cut Copy simply do not have the staying power; Exotica being a mere teenage summer love; obsessed for those precious six weeks of freedom until the realities of life come flooding back. Having been spurred to write music with a heavy tropical leaning after a trip to Ibiza, I wonder how long it’ll be before they themselves grow tired of their own formula, much like many Brits who, after endless nights of drinking and over priced entry fees, grow tired of the ever popular party isle.
Each track follows the same rhythms and melodies; they’ve certainly achieved their aim of bringing some sunshine to this horrible British summer, but this approach simply wouldn’t work on a full length record. As at only four tracks long, Exotica grows tiresome after only a handful of spins.
Words: Gavin Bevan