The Indices are four lads from Dorchester who make rock music in the mould of the Black Keys, early Oasis and some of Elliott Smith's louder moments. Making satisfying use of heavy, jagged guitars, agile drums and a singer who sounds cocky in all the right ways, their muscular tunes are perfect for those who like their guitar music to sound like it's recently emerged from the gutter and can't be bothered to have a shower.
Of the four tracks on their debut EP “In the Clutches of Minds”, “Spite You” recalls a grungier Muse with a bone to pick with just about everyone, while “Only At The Weekend” is a propulsive roller, which should strike a chord with any high-spirited, types who live for their Friday and Saturday nights. Things are dialled down a little for the emotional six-minute “Mystery Love”, which is an unexpected change of pace which might not be to everyone's tastes, before “Sing Her To Sleep”'s chunky riffs and nonchalant vocals close things off with attitude.
If you're in the market for a band who know how to stylishly kick the shit out of a three-minute rock tune, The Indices could be just what you're looking for.
Review by Stefan Mohamed
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charlescarter8@hotmail.com
charlescarter8@hotmail.com
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