The Cut Throat Razors
Motown’s Lost It’s Soul (EP)
Ska-Soul Hybrid With a Cutting Edge.
What is it with Scotland and Ska music? To my reckoning there are currently at least 6 excellent Ska bands currently plying their trade in the People’s Republic; each with between 6 and 10 members at any given time, loaded with songs and tunes to satisfy even the toughest of critics.
The Cut Throat Razors only crossed my radar via the Twitter when this EP was being advertised by Glasgow’s Love Music Record shop.
A message was sent and 48hrs later the shiny new CD was in my player and I shuffling my feet and bum in time to opening track Motown’s Lost it’s Soul.
Less a denunciation of the Motown Record label (although that would be fair) and more a sharply observed comparison between the decline in the Detroit motor industry and singer Scott Crawford’s home town of Paisley on the outskirts of Glasgow. Sadly the sentiment throughout this cool dance tune will resonate with far too many people in the UK Heartlands North of the M25. Play LOUD and often!
Losing my mind is a full on foot stomping floor-filler, with a killer bass line. There’s a story in there about unrequited love; but this is a song for a night out and bouncing around too with gay abandon.
Track three opens with some sparkling electric piano as the band breeze into another slice of uber-cool Ska with a hook that would snare Moby Dick. A modern day love song between two Mods and by far my favourite track here. Reminiscent of Secret Affair in their prime, by the way.
Politics comes back to the fore with the final cut here; A Beautiful Day. How can that be, with a title like that you ask? Well; dear reader this song was written the day after Lady Thatcher died. If that sentiment makes you feel uncomfortable you are reading the wrong website!
To the rest of us (Up North) its a glorious ode to the dawning of what we thought was going to be a New Era.
For what it’s worth the day that ‘the announcement’ was made I was sitting in a cafe in Mexborough, South Yorkshire when an old man burst in, and shouted to no one in particular “The witch is dead! Thatcher is dead!” I sat in amazement as the 6 or 7 people shook hands and hugged each other before I was drawn in; by deed of being a Durham Coal Miners son.
We have long memories; don’t we?
Four cool slices of Pop-Ska with a soulful underbelly; and all bodes well for a forthcoming album.
Released November 27th 2015