MELTS

Sat 15th October, 2022 8:00pm 
@ The Loft at Seven 

Dublin five-piece MELTS are gearing up to release their debut album Maelstrom next month and today share a brand new track “Spectral”. The track is dedicated to the loss of a friend to suicide and it’s one of the album’s most tender moments that unfurls slowly with Kenny’s rich and resonant vocal delivery.

“Repetition is definitely the key to Melts,” says Gaz Earle. “It’s about just keeping it simple and driving and fucking stomping.” Earle (drums) makes up the Dublin five-piece along with Robbie Brady (organ/synth), Colm Giles (bass), Kenny (vocals) and Hugh O'Reilly (guitar). This idea of keeping it simple has been woven into the fabric of the band since day one. Different line-ups were tried and experimented with and after an immediate connection at a rehearsal, Kenny was quickly in as singer. The inclusion of Kenny who, like all the other members have been in various other bands, unlocked something new and distinct in the group. Then once Brady joined on keys, an even more evolved tone to the band began to take shape.

 

What became clear was the band quickly outgrew their initial intentions of being a garage rock outfit. The raw, simplistic, primal nature of that approach remained intact but soon they expanded into immersive pulsing grooves. “We wanted to keep the rhythms just really straight and hypnotic,” says Earle. “The aim of the game was to try and get people into a trance when they are watching the gig. With bringing Robbie on board, as he's doing loads of stuff with sequencers and deadly synth bits, there grew a psychedelic hypnotic vibe to Melts.” A friend described the band as like a space rock version of The Doors, which they didn’t balk at.

 

Lyrically the album weaves between big picture state-of-the-world stuff to the more introspective and personal. As a whole, Kenny says, “the theme of the record is kind of based on coming to grips with the world around us.” The end result is an album that gracefully yet potently merges psych rock with touches of post-rock-esque soundscapes, pulsing krautrock, all of which is driven by demented organ wig outs, engulfing waves of heavily textured guitar and a crisp rhythm section. While they land on a sound that is distinctly their own, their debut occupies something of a middle ground between Spacemen 3 and Primary Colours-era The Horrors. Or, as the band say themselves, something that sounds “driving and fucking stomping.”  

Gugai MacNamara