Little Man Tate - Demo
Okay, a quick background. They are from Sheffield, are over-keen on spiky quirk pop, are full to bursting with ironic musings on every day northern life but are not the Arctic Monkey's. (I know, I know, who knew there could be more than one band with same idea? Mental.) Introducing Little Man Tate, likely to be your new favourite band.
If you like your music gritty, grimy and oh so knowingly Northern, welcome along, because while The Arctic Monkeys have been taking over the world on the strength of one song, apparently that particular example of the un-cleansed youth is no flash in the pan because equally determined to bring ned-rock to the masses, Little Man Tate are here to add their weight to the post-Libertines hangover out that is the British indie scene.
Kicking off with 'Court Report,' a battle of TV themes, Only Fools and Horses in one corner, the Likely Lads in the other this is an ode to a cross dressing skinhead or something equally hilarious. While 'Man, I Hate Your Band' is so brilliantly ironic (the band actually singing about themselves) it is left to 'Down On Marie' to provide the real cultural highlight: a song about, wait for it, group sex. Ian Curtis, move aside.
While it is likely that LMT will soon follow The Arctic Monkey's out of Sheffield and into the mainstream, owing to the countless major label A+R currently sniffing around the city, whether in reality that actually says good or bad things about Little Man Tate's music is debatable. If the country remembers either band in 10 years time, I guess we'll have our answer.