It’d be simplistic to say that Dropkick are Edinburgh’s answer to Teenage Fanclub, though it’s true for many of their songs. The breezy tunes, alternating harmonies and country touches here and there evince a hybrid of The Fannies and The Jayhawks, making you wonder why the two acts didn’t spot the crossover potential years ago and form a supergroup. Or…maybe they have? Andrew and Alastair Taylor, in the right light, with a following wind, could be Gary Louris and Norman Blake – it’s just that nobody noticed all these years. Anyway. Dropkick are one of the most prolific bands in the Capital at present, releasing a new album once every ten minutes, or so it seems. This EP presages new full-length release ‘Dot The I’ which is reviewed elsewhere in these pages, and continues in their tradition of presenting the world with effortless countrified pop. It’s harder than they make it look, and with a bit of luck the Fountains of Wayne could be looking nervously over their shoulders at this lot. Killing Time and Mince And Tatties (great name) breeze past and Telecasters And Brylcreem, which seems to take the piss out of skinny white indie-kids (heaven forbid!) has the best title in, oh, ages. Check ‘em out at www.dropkickmusic.co.uk
