Sorry - 'Waxwing
Hot off the press, Waxwing marks the heroic return of London’s finest, Sorry. After two years in the lurch, it’s been a long time coming.
This latest offering takes Toni Basil’s 1981 hit Hey Mickey and puts an eerie twist on things. With unfamiliar discordance, an eighties sci-fi reminiscent synth reels us into the perverse underworld of this piece. From the outset, it already feels like a deeper, darker turn from their 2022 LP Anywhere But Here. The tone throughout remains spacey and off- kilter. As guttural clashes slink beneath jittering rhythms, the overall picture builds to something bleak and sultry. By the time it has risen to its conclusion, the track leaves the listener clawing for air through the shadows.
The sleazy undertones of the piece are driven by Asha Lorenz’s tongue-in-cheek vocal charges. With some not- so- discreet notes of seduction, she whispers: “Mickey is desire ? Mickey is the bomb? Mickey makes me money? Mickey makes my songs? Mickey makes a poem? Mickey in the drugs ? Mickey is liar ? Mickey making love? Mickey is desire ?”
With the accompaniment of a rather visually-arresting video courtesy of FLASHA, we are handed the final piece of this bizarre puzzle. Juxtaposing lo-fi DIY footage with hi-gloss footage of the band, we are left to ponder on the ways in which desire can reshape human perception.
This is a triumphant return, the band maintaining hints of their trademark style, whilst still boasting the curation of something fresh and off the track. With the band set to support Fontaines D.C. on their full November 2024 UK and Irish tour, the anticipation is brewing. If this single is any indication of what is to come, we are surely in for a real treat. Keep those ears peeled.
Words by Alice Beard
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