This Place Feels Strange

Doves kick ass. And I tell you excatly why. They don’t give a shit. They are so distinctly northern. They perservere, release albums when they are ready, not when the pop mahine dictates. They don’t go against any grain because they have no grain to go against. A band who has not taken itself out of the game because it was never in it. Hauled up in a barn in the Cheshire Plains, in the sticks, in the middle of a “hurricane alley” they set up microphones in the windows to record the sound. Bristly guys who convey the impression of underdogs,  three guys, the three headed monster that keeps creating that rich, lavish sound so unmistakenly Doves.

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