Designed For Damage
Every city has its Cold Patrol or its Snowplay these days, emotive Doves swooping around with mildly grating falsetto breathiness and strings to rend the heart of every TV crime drama fan.
Leicester have Kyte, who like to mix things up with some slight Boards of Canada overtones but not too much - people might think they’re weird and that would never do. It’s all very lovely and the band manages to understate their hooks, which makes a change. The whole drifts by quietly, like a woman’s fart and should sell by the knickerload. Can someone please do something else, now?