12 Songs, 42 Minutes

EDITORS’ NOTES

Being that guitarist/vocalist Laura-Mary Carter and drummer/vocalist Steven Ansell hail from Brighton, England—where in the mid-'60s, rockers would provoke bloody brawls with mods—it’s perhaps fitting that their third studio album under the Blood Red Shoes moniker resonates with a sublimely sinister tension. The opening title track slithers like a serpentine Yeah Yeah Yeahs, as Carter’s vocals segue from a coy and seductive tone to a more threatening howl that soars over walls of guitar feedback. “Lost Kids” follows, with Carter and Ansell harmonizing over dirty six-string scuzz like a young Bilinda Butcher and Kevin Shields. Then “Cold” chisels out a post-shoegaze epic that conjures images of a young and tougher Toni Halliday singing for an early-'90s Curve. Fans of shoegazing will feel right at home in the grandiose choruses of “Stop Kicking.” It starts with Ansell taking the mic like vintage Thurston Moore as a plodding rhythm section sets up a refrain rich in cascading walls of guitar wash and that fluff-on-the-needle vocal style. “7 Years” closes like a distorted Pale Saints outtake.

EDITORS’ NOTES

Being that guitarist/vocalist Laura-Mary Carter and drummer/vocalist Steven Ansell hail from Brighton, England—where in the mid-'60s, rockers would provoke bloody brawls with mods—it’s perhaps fitting that their third studio album under the Blood Red Shoes moniker resonates with a sublimely sinister tension. The opening title track slithers like a serpentine Yeah Yeah Yeahs, as Carter’s vocals segue from a coy and seductive tone to a more threatening howl that soars over walls of guitar feedback. “Lost Kids” follows, with Carter and Ansell harmonizing over dirty six-string scuzz like a young Bilinda Butcher and Kevin Shields. Then “Cold” chisels out a post-shoegaze epic that conjures images of a young and tougher Toni Halliday singing for an early-'90s Curve. Fans of shoegazing will feel right at home in the grandiose choruses of “Stop Kicking.” It starts with Ansell taking the mic like vintage Thurston Moore as a plodding rhythm section sets up a refrain rich in cascading walls of guitar wash and that fluff-on-the-needle vocal style. “7 Years” closes like a distorted Pale Saints outtake.

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Ratings and Reviews

4.6 out of 5
28 Ratings

28 Ratings

window pane545 ,

WHY?!

Why does Itunes not have their entire set of albums?

Alternativetaste ,

Fantastic!!!

Alternative Rock already sparks a startling contrast in between it and the popular music - which is worth nothing by the way - and the Blood Red Shoes provide an even starker contrast in the Alternative section. The first two songs are the best and I also recommend looking at their single - Cold.

slowpoke09 ,

Amazepants

I love this band to pieces. All three of their LPs are great... In Time to Voices may not be quite as intense as Box of Secrets or as readily accessible as Fire Like This, but it's definitely the most evolved of the three. Filled with layers of deliciously listenable goodness.

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