As the tides rise, the seasons changes and the world slowly begins to boil you'd be forgiven for forgetting that anyone in Great Britain could write exciting and genre defying pop music without being a private school whore with auto tune stuck down their gullet. But, salvation comes in the shape of The Mono, softly spoken and tucked away in a quiet corner of Kent they've created a sound that deftly cuts though the darkness to reveal two long slim figures stood in the light at the end of tunnel.
From snarling guitars shredding around perfectly balanced vocals, that swoop from the hushed beauty of Aimee's tones to the sharp power of David's lead vocals, to killer beats that underline the foundations of sublime pop brilliance that The Mono are crafting. Although yet to play a show, we're able to pass on the mesmerising Sparkling Furrs, with a pinch of new wave, no wave and for good measure yes wave it's quickly becoming the sound track to Hit Club's summer.
Sparkling Furrs - The Mono
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