Happy-go-lucky indie pop band, The Holloways have come back three years after ‘So, This Is Great Britain?’ with follow up album ‘No Smoke, No Mirrors’. In these three years the band have seemed to have gone through some changes. The image has changed, with them ditching the grubby vests and knit hats for a more sophisticated blazer and cardigan look.
Besides this shift in image there has been a shift in sounds with the fiddle that was so prominent in the first album sounding more discreet than before and everything just sounding more mature. As the fans have grown up so have the Holloways, the album is not about pulling girls or the fact ‘there’s nothing for the kids to do today’.
So the album. They’ve stuck by the feel good music (despire they tend to sing about how crap something is) yet have lost there way a little way when it comes to what to write about maybe. Yes, everyone can relate to that moment you lose your tv remote (‘Public Service Broadcast’) and we are all familiar with those kids who sit at the back of the bus like they own it (‘On The Bus’) yet thats not what people want to hear about. Their album has been released around the same time as the likes of Jamie T and just before the Editors and it is in no way comparable. Lyrically and musically weak and appealing to a niche that is minuscule.
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