Tunic For The Troops

The Tunics
From: Croydon, London

With the charts overflowing with the dull throb of photocopied R&B and over produced synth(etic) artistes last year was the worst year for guitar bands since records began. It's time for a dose of guitar based global storming headed by NME cover stars Brother and The Vaccines (featured on the Devil's blog back in September, The Cure?).

While Brother and the Vaccines are getting the attention of the world and NME covers there are a host of British bands who are simply getting on with the job of resurrecting the UK's reputation for music, rescuing it from the sticky fingers of the puppetmaster Cowell, the bump and grind merchants and the synthetic girls and their keyboard.

The Tunics are just one of those bands who are scouring British pop's glorious past, flinging it into a huge pot, adding attitude and gobby arrogance mixing up a shitstorm. Their lyrics, which verge on the over simplistic, could do with some improvement but then again poor lyrics never stopped Oasis. Who knows before the year is out they could be launching their own fashion label!

Do Brother, The Vaccines, The Tunics et al herald the rise of indie from the bottom of the musical landfill, or the last desperate gasp of a dying genre? Only time will tell. Either way the next few months are going to be interesting.

Go Try

Waiting - The Tunics by mantaraymusic

Shine On- The Tunics by mantaraymusic

Go Visit

The Tunics - Myspace : Last.FM

Go View

The Tunics
Shine On



Here are a couple of videos from the Tunics brothers (no pun intended) in arms...

Brother
Live at London's Met Bar



The Vaccines
Post Break-Up Sex