Pain in the heart

Regular readers will know how spot-on Musick is, both in terms of the actual recommendations and the speed in which we catch on to new bands. Where other music blogs follow, we lead. So, let us introduce you to a band that absolutely everyone was going ape shit* about late last year...The Pains of Being Pure at Heart.



They hail from New York, are labelmates with Crystal Stilts and sound like something that would have featured on that C86 mixtape the NME released in 1986. Guitars 'jangle', the vocals are fey and faintly Morrissey-esque and there's an over-reaching level of tweeness that might put some people off. But The Pains of Being Pure at Heart (ah, that band name is almost too twee to type) manage to transcend the limitations and have created a debut album bursting with catchy melodies and painfully shy songs. Put this on your walkman, slip on your duffel coat, sit in the shade and cry yourself silly whilst reading Catcher In The Rye.



They're even playing Boggle in the video, which is only Musick's favourite game. Shamefully, much of our teenage years were spent playing Boggle...alone.

* In a mildly disinterested, shrugging shoulders kind of way.