your biggest blunder's that you all look the fucking same

Everyone seems to be falling over themselves to be amongst the first to discover Poppy and the Jezebels. So I'll confess to the middle-aged, middle-class route buying the mini-album (with a free signed print no less) after the rave review in the Guardian last week. Alex Petridis is wrong when he says "it doesn't really sound like anything else" - because it does. It all sounds brilliantly trashy and naive, and could have been on the CD86 compilation that I copied for Tom last week. Basic drumming, fuzzy guitars, and vocals straight off an early Creation release; kudos to Reveal Records for discovering them, and to Kramer for his production. The Lips of Cleopatra is on repeat at this very moment.