Tweepop! Home of lollipop-sucking scenesters, handclaps and people in thrall to 1967, right? Well, maybe. But there’s more to it than that. SAY are filled with the joys of the spring and summer of love, but they’re not as retro as many others of the same genre, happily mixing up acoustic guitar, woodwind, harmonies and glockenspiels to create a psychedelic sound situated somewhere between Donovan and a bosky Beck. The title track of this three-song single and its successor Rich both follow this formula but, perhaps realising that more would be indigestible, snap into orchestral mode for closing track Fields, a brooding accordion-led tale which sounds like a tuneful fairytale. More of this please!
