Seeping Into Cinemas is that rare thing: a band that sounds exactly like its name does. The slowcore, sleepy, indistinct music does exactly that: it seeps into your brain despite initially seeming inconsequential.
The soft harmonies of tracks like Red Words, Full of Promises and the jangly Stainless sound like Teenage Fanclub at their quietest, while also sitting very close to the likes of Elliott Smith. Like anything that seeps, this music certainly doesn’t beg for your attention, preferring to creep along sedately in the background.
Although the playing throughout is both sensitive and subtle, the album gets a little samey at times. Therefore the little guitar squall in Coded is very welcome, and it avoids another track’s title, Dour Hour becoming prophetic.
Strangely, the two strongest tracks come at the end of the album. Before All Of This has some beautiful Johnny Marr style jangly guitar. It’s practically an instrumental, though there is a little wordless vocal cooing. The country-tinged Still Frame From A Sunny Monday also shows huge promise, again nodding to Elliott Smith.
Worth investigating for anyone who likes gentle, slow-burning folk.
By Killian Laher.
