The Zincs – Black Pompadour
This is the third of three reviews of unremarkable, but nevertheless very enjoyable records I have reviewed this evening. The Zincs are an American indie band fronted by a displaced Englishman, James Elkington, and that is exactly how they sound.
Maybe I have Luna on the brain after learning that their former guitarist lends his skills to the new Elk City album, but The Zincs seem to sit in a sort of middle ground between the mellow, only slightly jangly guitar indie of Luna and the sort of new century crooning of the likes of Cousteau or Richard Hawley. They’re only rarely as downbeat as any of these can be however, and Jason Toth’s rat-a-tat drum rhythm tends to keep Black Pompadour bowling along at a decent lick.
Ultimately, this record is unlikely to reach out and grab you by the lapels, bar a couple of songs, but if you give it a chance, there’s definitely something engaging about it. Maybe the unhurried pace, and maybe the deep, comforting croon that Elkington so effortlessly delivers, but this album feels instantly familiar and comfortable.
The Zincs – Coward’s Corral
The Zincs – Rich Libertines
i like this! i have a chance to see them open for loney, dear and the sea and cake, and hearing this might just tip the scales in favor of making the trip . . . thanks!
I definitely think I’d make the effort. I love his voice, and the pace of the music is really nice.