Double Echo’s most obvious traits lie, unsurprisingly for a music group, in their sound. Theirs is the sound of bedroom walls painted black, of fringes always being flicked away by spliff-bearing hands and of the ritual of self-enforced abject misery. It might even make you think of dusty old episodes of Top Of The Pops from the 80s that you’ve not actually seen.
Some comparisons are easy; Double Echo project the baritone drawl of Ian Curtis, the squawling, reverb-laden guitar of The Cult and the at times eerie and measured bass runs of The Fall. Is it original? Is it pastiche? Who cares? At least it’s good; a confident and assured blend that lends a certain mystique to the record. Opener Black Morning speeds away musically, but is locked into its groove by a vocal performance that jumps ahead and falls behind at will.
Without Ceremony’s beginning evokes the sound and feeling of losing your last credit on Space Invaders. The rest of the song is a breeze through dystopian hotel lobby paranoia that gets you up and exploring.
Double Echo? Not enough. You’ll be telling everyone.
EP can be downloaded for free HERE and/or streamed below.