A solo penny whistle introduces The Committee to the world before the rest of the band kick in, or should that be shuffle in, on Good Evening Shetland, musically a gloriously louche rambling style, while the song itself is a perfectly executed lesson in laidback rambling, both music and vocal coming together as one like the illicit coupling of The Pogues and Fat White Family with Mark E Smith watching surreptitiously from the sidelines.
The whole vibe of The Committee is one of organised chaos, a seeming feeling of casual nonchalance running through the arteries of the band, but don’t let this fool you, these songs have a bite like an XL bully, once the hypnotic rhythms get you they aren’t going to let go.… Read the rest
