Walking along the main road into Lerwick, Shetland, my friend and I noticed this amazing group of Dactylorhiza purpurella (northern marsh-orchid) which had colonised this dry embankment which was part of a car park landscaping. This orchid is normally found in marshy fields, roadside verges, fens, marshes and sand-dune slacks that remain damp throughout the year but plants will grow in drier places such as old waste tips, abandoned quarries and apparently car parks.
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Ba-da-dum. Ducks Ltd.’s second album kicks off in the kind of staggered power chord that has always conjured angsty bravado, echoing the Who, Guided by Voices, the Bats, and Teenage Fanclub. Like a hundred bands before them, the Toronto duo seeks equilibrium between sting and solace, hook and racket. The giddy melodies of “Hollowed Out” billow from tight, angular brackets of guitar, a rush, an assault and a daydream all at once. It’s Power Pop 101, an amalgam of British Invasion, American 1990s lo-fi and NZ fuzz, but Ducks Ltd. are damned good at it.
This is Tom McGreevey and Evan Lewis’ second full-length as Ducks Ltd. and a big bright brash step up from 2021’s Modern Fiction. Our own Andrew Forell observed that “Although you’ll hear the influences — primarily English and Antipodean — Ducks Ltd. manage to force their own niche in a lineage of Flying Nun, Fortuna Pop!, Postcard, Sarah and Slumberland,” and that still holds. However, Harm’s Way is sharper and more exhilarating than its predecessor; it’s the same aesthetic but more clearly, exuberantly realized.
Ducks Ltd have honed their sound in a relentless round of post-COVID touring. They wrote parts of Harm’s Way while on the road with Archers of Loaf, and perhaps you can hear the up- and downsize of itinerant life in the title track. It crackles with the jangling excitement of playing to live audiences—the best hour of any day for a budding rock band—but also vibrates with a sadder, lonelier vibe. You can hear euphoria in the careening instrumental parts but doubt and listless dissatisfaction in the verse. McGreevey sings the chorus in a glorious swirl of uplift, but the words are about danger, vulnerability and stunted opportunity. The best pop songs have always been happy and sad simultaneously, and this set has that lovely rainy-sunshine ambiguity.
Ducks Ltd. make a music that was once the voice of youth and now primarily appeals to aging record collectors. But even though power pop jangle has become a niche category, there’s no denying its giddy pleasures. If you like tuneful rock with a little bit of nervous edge, here’s a good one.
Preston, Melbourne, Victoria, Australia. 2022-12-30 16:29:33 by stuart murdoch
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