There are many different moons orbiting planet pop, some desperately overpopulated, some pre-fabricated, some upon which there is almost no gravity at all and anyone seeking to explore is at great risk of floating away into the nothingness.
‘Pull Shapes’ undoubtedly belongs in the rarefied atmospheres of the latter. Sounding like generic 1950s doo-wop glossed up with synthesised strings and a vaguely disco beat, this little slice of featherweight kitsch-pop has all the emotional depth of a turnip. It evokes images of polka dot dresses and plasticized hairdos, of cheap mirrorballs hanging from the rear view mirror of a bright pink Cadillac; listening to it, one can actually smell the hairspray. It is so disposable that one cannot help but wonder if it is meant to be ironic. It doesn’t matter of course, since irony has never actually had the power to improve music. The lyrics, meanwhile, write their own epitaph: ‘I just want to move, I don’t care what the song’s about.’ Well, there’s no arguing with that.
The actual single release will include two other songs that apparently ‘see the band push out in different directions.’ There is also a forthcoming album, but if ‘Pull Shapes’ is anything to go by then only those who like their pop ultra light and rather on the cheesy side will be interested.
