Kiss The Sun
Detroit Social Club
From Newcastle they might be, but singer David Burn and his crew manage to live up to their name slightly by taking the acid drenched, psychedelic moments of the pioneering 1960s Detroit Garage rock scene (MC5 et al) and supplanting it in northern England.
Well, sometimes. ‘Kiss The Sun’ is trapped between the pioneering spirit of Detroit and copying the templates of Kasabian, The Stone Roses and Mancunian space rockers The Longcut.
Things start off well, with the soulful brace of the title track’s driving motorik & roll and ‘Black & White’. The latter’s Britpop arrogance (“You’re nothing without me,” sings Burn) is overwhelmed by the song’s lo-fi industrial klang and fuzzy synth organs reminiscent of Spiritualized.
But DSC’s momentum starts to run out on the plodding ‘Never Too Late To Try’, on which Burn loses his own voice for Kasabian’s Tom Meighan’s and random heavy riff is clunked on the end. By the time the folksy Britpop of ‘Thousand Kings’ arrives DSC are more Ocean Colour Scene than scene stealing. If Burn and his club could keep up the pace of the first two tracks then they would be on the way to becoming worthy successors to some of Motor City’s finest.