THE DIVES – EVERYBODY’S TALKING
Released: 9 May 2017
- Make It Like The Movies
- Everybody’s Talkin’
- Man, Oh Mandy
Without gilding the lily and making a big hoo ha about the protagonists themselves, let’s get straight to the boogie.
Oh alright…shit….YES, it’s the son of Paul Stanley but let’s be perfectly honest…THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH KISS.
Well…almost. Even with Evan poised at the mic, strapped with ax and your ear pressed firmly to the speakers hoping to identify a lick, riff or vocal tone that resembles the star adorned legend dad, the last thing you will be is disappointed.
What is immediately evident is the inevitable soul that flows through this band and their fresh futuristic slash retro sound. I will simply say that it is my presumption alone that leads me to believe that with a dad like Paul and his inherent legacy, it is pure poetry in motion that his son Evan should have a heart beating pure musical prowess. So much so that not one ounce of this sensational EP can be afforded to anything other than solid performers with a flair for invention.
I note your exclamations of WTF when I utter the words futuristic and retro in the same sentence, but what the lads have hit upon is precisely that. A fresh killer sound that puts a hook right in your heart, but with so many essential elements of vintage rock and roll styling that the result is a thoroughly infectious and exciting sound. Tasty, tangy and a familiar zing you can’t quite put your finger on.
When Make It Like The Movies opens this tasty morsel, I absolutely challenge listeners to keep their shit still. You can try. I sure did. Just when I stopped my head from nodding along to the beat, my foot started tapping. I stopped that and my fingers were drumming along so I sat on my hands, crossed my legs and my fucking head started again. Damn this is catchy. AND just one tablespoon of this in the depths of depression and you’re sorted. You will rise up from the depths and Mary Poppins until you puke in pure excited glee and simultaneous disgust in your behavior.
Hooks, riffs, beat, and delivery. Gang’s all here! An instant classic with all the appeal you could possible wish for in a sound nothing at all like KISS.
Anticipation is utterly amazing as a blending of styles that simply works like a brand new Les Paul. A swirling kaleidoscopic journey through The Clash, mixed with Elvis Costello and just a light sprinkling of vintage punk. And I do not use those descriptors lightly and mean the greatest of respect to all involved. I know they sound an unlikely blend but the track has all the qualities of the masters, homogenized into something so impressive that the words ‘true musicians’ lurch forward with deserved confidence.
Everybody’s Talking takes us on an entirely different journey with a slow beat and the soulful sensation of a guitar restrained, allowing concentrating on the vocal delivery. But this is not all about lead vocals because the backing vocals are utterly superb. A fantastic track with each and every element in perfect harmony with the lyrics and the vocal finery. Just superb. Jimmy Meier is great at the kit but to blend his portion so beautifully with the soul of the song is extremely fine at very least. Sergio Ortega really shines of this track both providing the magical rhythm and his portion of the backing voice. And let’s not leave out the superb stylings that Mike Lefton contributes. When you listen intently you will hear four fantastic musicians in a perfect blend of instrument, voice and soulful delivery.
Man, O Mandy launches your spirits, brings them back to earth, then ebbs and flows like only Mandy could. Only a real person or representation (names changed to protect the guilty perhaps?) can elicit such a song. As your enjoying the songs catchy dynamic and melodious marvelousness, the chorus arrives and you find yourself with your face in your hands singly gleefully Man, O Mandy, or whatever your Mandy was really named.
Honestly, forget the comparisons for that was not my intent. The references serve as a guide to help my struggling mind wrestle with the concept that The Dives have not always been around, contributing soundtrack to my very existence. You genuinely feel like the band have been there all along and understand what you want, what you need. I go searching for the other 13 tracks that will strike such a magnificent note with my very being and I can’t find them. Oh, yes. It’s an EP. It’s an EP that leaves you searching for more. It’s the four friends that have more songs for your spirit to identify with and frolic off in carefree camaraderie. It’s a four track EP that does so much in so few minutes. It’s genius. That’s what this is.