Classed as one of those shoulda
woulda coulda bands The Wiseacres just fell short of snatching at the next rung
on the ladder of success on their first stab at making a go of it in the music
biz
The reason was all about public
tastes moving on rather than them setting a foot wrong though.
It’s the time old tale of boy
meets girl, likes girl, sees another girl and leaves the first girl behind.
The public are of course fickle
bastards.
The difference between other acts
and The Wiseacres though is that they decided not to end the story there, and
with a fresh album released they have managed to not just revisit the past, but
use the intervening years to ensure that they didn't stall themselves into a
musical rut.
With Sharon Bain at the vocal
helm for much of it the references to Debbie Harry and a slew of late eighties indie
power pop chanteuse are unavoidable, but the band doesn't sound like any
particular one, and certainly not Blondie, and that keeps it all very interesting.
In addition the occasional male
vocal lead from John White can take us into Velvets and Jesus and Mary Chain
territory to, and it is in this broad range of influences that are being touched
on that the band can manage to take a great deal of essentially disparate parts
and weave them together to create a cohesive whole.
Pretty damn impressive, but don’t
ask me how the actually do it because it’s probably a secret that if I knew and
revealed then certain death would be on the cards.
Maybe this time around that
elusive rung on that ladder of success is hovering within reach again.
If they manage to get a grip on
it then it would be well deserved, but as with the first attempt that is going
to be something that is down to public support.
So get listening, get buying, get
going to see them in action as I don’t want to be writing a where are they now
article down the line.
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