Spector feel as exciting now as they did when they buzzed into life.
Maybe Spector can only write anthems. It’s a theory worth investigating, on the strength of ‘Untitled In D’. Returning with a string of EPs, the initial taster of Fred and co’s 2018 plans couldn’t be bigger.
Like all Spector bangers, it hits its touch points perfectly. With a soaring chorus so infectious it feels like a best friend from the first play, effortless yet self-aware confidence flows through every vein. Lyrical flourishes in the verses abound, each aware of the beer chucking, sing-a-long payload they’re building to deliver.
Sassy, smart, direct and dumb all in the space of a single line, Spector feel as exciting now as they did when they buzzed into life. Cursed to connect, doomed to deliver, the new year holds endless possibilities.