"A damn fun rainbow-explosion-type-mess of retro mod-bop and tongue in cheek disregard for indie conventions."
With five members, four songwriters and four singers, Hey Geronimo's debut album could have ended up a mess.
And it is — a damn fun rainbow-explosion-type mess of retro mod-bop and tongue in cheek disregard for indie conventions. There's a marching band of nods to Sgt. Pepper's psychedelics, Beach Boys and Small Faces harmonisation, and even a few Ocean Alley vibes in glissando and slack string arrangements — most notably on Bermuda. There's constant surprises in stylistic twists laid effortlessly into up-tempo movers and shakers — even a spiralling outro to the title track that leaves you expecting the churning refrain of Pink Floyd's One Of These Days. But this album has no time for darkness — it's all miniskirts.