The opening and title track to this short player, ‘Baby I’m Yours’, ambles by in cutie, anorak blandness, with a passing nod to the Smiths, and perfunctory jangle. It is the weakest number on the EP but luckily the rest of the disc is as twee as a Pastels wet dream – and I mean that in a good way.
The second song picks up again on the Smiths thing, both in vocals and melody, and is as catchy, fragile, melodic and innocent as all pop music should be. The highlight, though, comes with track three, ‘In This Together’, which is all sweeping violins, jangling guitars, feyness, ba ba ba ba’s and “rainy days and Mondays”. These are songs which could have quite easily have come off of NME’s C86 and sound more Bellshill than Seattle.
The lack of testosterone and excitement probably mean this isn’t for most, but if you carry a satchel, sport a pair of Clark’s shoes, or have a fondness for duffle coats, this may well be for you.