They snuck onto the stage without us noticing and then enticed us into their repertoire of bizarre and melodic post-rock, experimental lullabies without so much as a hello. But it was good and therefore we had no qualms about being pulled along into the fatalistic fairground ride that is We Yes You No’s set.
In their orange boiler suits and wide-eyed starry staring they have something of an eclectic generosity with mixed melodies and discordant deep tones, whereby your not only taken in by switches in pitch and keyboard shenanigans you are also pleasantly surprised at how smoothly they link in Mogwai-esque floating chords with Frogeyes-esque vocal warbling. Everything is so tight and orchestrated so well into a sound that is diametrically in accord with itself, in other words, it shouldn’t sound so very good but it does.
The drums are rather simple at times, while the keyboards, bass and guitar are all very wayward and surreal but incorporate a sort of complicated minimalism that is very much like Grandaddy and very soothing. Its’ oddness is pinned down by percussion and never seems to go too far out of field even though there are many places where it could falter. It is a sound like falling fractals but it is cogent and never turns into bollocks, which is where so many bands who attempt music of this kind bend and whither.
We Yes You No sing about the end of the world, the end of everything. But in an apocalypse that would sound like this I would buy god’s last EP.
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