Spector

Played and approved by the airwaves’ finest, as well as many a kind word from critics, the London 5-piece’s debut release saw them pack out a sweaty and excitable single launch on their doorstep in Dalston to a crowd of indie luminaries including Florence Welch, The xx and Tom Vek.
At just 23, Fred Macpherson is already something of a veteran. He’s fronted two of the most infamous underground bands to have emerged from London in the last decade: the legendarily rowdy upstarts Les Incompetents, and the doomy experimentalists Ox.Eagle.Lion.Man. For Spector, Fred enlisted friends Christopher Burman (guitar), Thomas Shickle (bass), Jed Cullen (synth and guitar) and Danny Blandy (drums), and together they make a heady mix of the electronic and the nostalgic which sounds totally new and yet weirdly, intoxicatingly familiar. Between them, they’ve cooked-up a new kind of peculiarly English pop; pitched somewhere between Roxy Music and The Strokes, The Killers and Kanye, Sinitta and Sinatra.