Amidst many calculated and failing attempts to restart the rudder of British guitar music, Big Moon aren’t part of some label rollout. They’re just a group of friends who clicked, bonded together before they even knew if they could play a single note. They’re the Goonies of music, going on the abstract capers like ‘Pull the Other One’ to escape the banality of being young and British.
No prizes for guessing that The Big Moon have made a record about love; freewheeling through all its trappings and joys. The first half of the record is pure bangers country, rollicking opener ‘Sucker’ the sound of PJ Harvey dive-bombing off Ikea beds and ‘Silent Movie Susie’ provides a driving Britpop anthem, tumbling over big riffs in giddiness. Coming across like Siouxsie and the Banshees scribbled over by the Slits and Blur, there’s numerous touchstone of influence for Love In The 4th Dimension, but it’s proof that you don’t always have to reinvent the wheel to score big.
Sadness isn’t a strong suit for Big Moon, they’re more a silver lining kind of band, with the excellent ‘Formidable’ shrugging off the bad shit and championing sticking it out together. Everyone knows the self-questioning lows that singer Juliette Jackson huskily alludes to in ‘Happy New Year’: “I’m never gonna be this young/And everything I do one day will just be done.”
Jackson seems determined to be at odds-end with growing up gracefully, playing a tongue-in-cheek puerile character to hide the hard work, a wolf shedding her sheepskin on ‘Bonfire’. Under the yips and double-entendres, The Big Moon are serious contenders, likely to take the throne without trying and have endless fun doing it.