
We do like some Dimbleby & Capper.
Laura Bettinson's young London-based project, only a couple of years old and with a debut about to come, is steeped in makeshift fashion attacks, multi-layered junkyard beats, and a tottering dissatisfaction for the greys and grunts of the world, musically or otherwise.
There's something about Dimbleby & Capper. These are the sort of songs that are already arrestingly difficult, but also touch on heart and promise and, fortunately, essential humor, music from a benevolent anti-popstar that's led around a wasteland of wonders by a voice that leaps from cold indifference to brimming underdog joy in the time it takes you put a sock on, bent but playful, like an eight year-old finger-painting genitals over an Andrei Tarkovsky film.
The first single from her upcoming album is called "Let You Go", which features low-budget harlequin warehouse cannibals and pink-powder fights. All fun and undertone.
Or, as described by a fan, 'Some slightly sinister, Victorian, Georgian, circus, theatre, street-urchin, ragamuffin gone fluorescently wrong.'
The way it transforms around the 50-second mark? Tremendous.
Wood knocked against any disappointment waiting in the wings.
We really do like some Dimbleby & Capper.
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