Your New Favourite Band Week: Wildlife Control
I find deep comfort in Wildlife Control. I’m not entirely sure why. I think it might have a lot to do with their simple, catchy, enthusiastic take on guitar-pop, a kind of new-wavey take on the countless guitar rock bands that kick about in the back ends of every festival the world over.
With one album, an EP, and a handful of singles behind them, Wildlife Control-formed by a couple of brothers from big-city America-are about six months and one quirky video away from headlining. “Stripped-back” is a phrase that’s used way too often in the music industry to indicate everything lower than Muse on the scale of grandiosity, but Wildlife Control pretty much exemplify why critics are always so keen to apply that label to new bands. They’ve pared down big, complex sounds into a concise, snappy, and instantly gratifying punch into your pleasure centres, working straightforward guitar riffs into smart, sarcastic lyrics and an unapologetically indie sensibility. This is not music to be dissected- this is music to be danced to.