by George Georgiou (song292@yahoo.gr)
It's very easy to say "like father, like son"... Especially when your father is Barry Andrews ,a keyboardist collaborated with XTC, David Bowie, Brian Eno and many more, and you are dealing with music signing to Rough Trade Records at the age of 17, the suspicious one would easily say that you have achieved recognition based on the fame of your father. But...luckily you are Finn Andrews, the lead singer and song-writer of the London based band The Veils, you have already released "The Runaway Found" in 2004 and "Nux Vomica" in 2006 and you have spread a serious crowd of evidence that your song writing can't fade away unnoticed. According to Finn, "Sun Gangs" is "a very modern mixture of prayers, love letters and personal record keeping". And Finn has the necessary wealth to build a well crafted small universe of sounds, drawing the lines of breaking up with an attractive mood of acceptance. "Sit down by the fire" hangs between ballad parts and epic crescendos and represents the conception he shares with the producer Graham Sutton (Jarvis Cocker and British Sea Power) to describe his strange voyage of visions, symbols and conclusions. "Sun Gangs" slips in silence to a tender peaceful absolution leading to "The letter", probable The Veils' passport to the massive audience. "Killed by the boom" turns to distorted alt-rock with heavy streams of guitar and percussion. The drinking ballad of "It hits deep" leaves Finn in an abandoned empty soundscape and "Three sisters" bring religious visions with an epic feverish rhythm. There is a weird meeting with the sentimental luxury of absence in "The house she lived in" and poetic nice visions lead to the vain thoughts of the ''Scarecrow". "Larkspur" is the longest track of the album with a biblical depth in its sound and the noises turning to sly, nervous silence. "Begin again" seals gently the album, sounding like the caress of habit turning to a noble surrender...
Finn Andrews has the "Midas touch". Balancing between the seduction of middle listeners ears and a daring personal point of view, he finally imprisons his crowd of stimulations in high class songs of impressive beauty, poetry and strength. If there is still a suspicion of justice in this cruel world of music business, The Veils should be soon the next alt-rock heroes instead of those 15-minutes-long ,first-page bubblegum superstars the press adores to discover...
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