With one member who studied ‘Music Tech’ and was lectured by Prefab Sprout’s bassist and another who trained as a BBC weather man, Meretto certainly have a mildly entertaining - if slightly dorky - background.
Unfortunately their music is only the latter. Stomping firmly over the well-worn 1980s revival, this is more music sucked straight from that benighted era of popular ‘culture’. I almost cut myself on an imagined shiny, grey suit whilst listening to it. It’s all together, it’s all tight, it’s got a suitably-whiny lead vocal. If your idea of a perfect night in is listening to It Bites on a loop while you sort your legwarmers into pairs, you’ll be like a pig in day-glo shit and you’ll buy it. Until another big thing comes along for you to open your wallet and soul at.