Floral guitars with adolescent heartbreak lullabies. As TRASH release more songs, the plot unwinds – and so will you. They're a melancholic bunch. Lethargic and listless lyrics list things we've all wanted to know at some point or other. "Why'd you have to go? Will I ever know?" It's little wonder their moods are tarnished. It's a curtains closed, TV on at midday summer slumber. But who's complaining?
The window's open, as siren guitars flood the room, bouncing to and fro in a Yellow Magic Orchestra, come JAWS fashion. They remind us we could be worse off. Signed to Clue Records, the Chesterfield four-piece have released over twelve songs in the last year. Forever writing, forever crafting, perhaps their lethargy exists only in their lyrics.
Stay tuned for Issue Two to catch Cool Brother's interview with TRASH in full.