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TEENAGE FAN CLUB Shad­ows (PeMa) Al­bum

The Peterborough Evening Telegraph - - Music -

REVERED by the crit­ics and their le­gion of fans through­out what by now is a lengthy ca­reer, Scot­tish rock­ers Teenage fan Club’s ap­peal and pop­u­lar­ity goes deeper than that.

They and their mu­sic is so damn like­able they must surely be ev­ery dis­cern­ing rock fan’s sec­ond favourite band.

It has been five years since their last al­bum the crit­i­cally ac­claimed (what else?) Man-Made.

Their new al­bum Shad­ows is sim­ply more of the same that has made the quin­tet loved so much.

The gui­tars still jin­gle and jan­gle on good-na­tured tunes that seem as if they were de­signed to tum­ble out of a ce­les­tial ice-cream van.

The ref­er­ences to the Beach Boys and the Byrds re­main wrapped up with Cale­do­nian charm.

The band of Nor­man Blake (gui­tars, vo­cals), Ray­mond McGin­ley (gui­tars, vo­cals), Francis Macdonald (drums) and Ger­ard Love (bass, vo­cals) sound as re­laxed as a sum­mer’s day.

The songs un­furl with grace and ten­der­ness to re­veal a gen­tly beat­ing heart of pure pop.

In an al­bum full of low-key gems there is noth­ing bet­ter than the lead sing, the beau­ti­ful Baby Lee.

As ever the song­writ­ing is shared be­tween Nor­man, Ray­mond and Ger­ard, but as be­fits pals who have been to­gether for more than 20 years you can’t see the joins.

Other high­lights in­clude the open­ing salvo Some­times I Don’t Need To Be­lieve In Any­thing and Into The City which is Scot­tish coun­try mu­sic at its finest.

No doubt Shad­ows will sell in mod­er­ate num­bers, but there will be few classier al­bums re­leased this year.

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