If you have read many of my reviews, you may be aware that I have sleep deprived nights, in which I tend to stick my earphones in and listen to something that I am listening to for review (that or Type O Negative). With the more experimental/art rock albums, they tend to suit that time of night. However, The Mortlake Bookclub have managed to create something that completely warps your head at 3am like a really bad trip, to the point that I jumped and threw my earphones on the floor. I love it!
There are a lot of bands out there that like to use the fact that they are a “live band” as a staple, like that places them above and beyond anyone else. Then there are bands like Lovely Wife, whose sound is so wildly abstract that trying to translate what they do into a studio recording just doesn’t do them justice.
One thing immediately stood out for me with Sports; those guitars. So much so that I am getting straight to them in the introduction. At times, such as the within Sound Of The Universe, the tone and reverberation sound like they belong in an old 60’s/70’s record. At others, they almost drive the entire song on their own. And the rest they just power the album’s biggest moments.