In a January where very few records of note have stuck their head above the parapet, young London band Shame's debut album Songs of Praise is a worthy effort. The band have been putting out a succession of great sounding songs over the last twelve months or so and Songs brings many of them together. With The Fall, a clear and evident inspiration, they also remind me of The Wolfhounds, an eighties outfit who also took Mark E. Smith's bunch as a starting point but layered their sound with more melodic embellishments. Shame do something quite similar.
'My nail's ain't manicured. My voice ain't the best you've heard. any you can choose to hate my words...' sings their singer in One Rizla. It's all admirably flippant, choosing not to buy into the aspirational circus and happy just to be young and righteous while they still are. Quite right too! Songs of Praise doesn't reinvent the wheel, but it does appreciate and understand the miracle of its creation.