Sydney two piece Unity Floors have a bit of a golf ‘thing’ going on it seems. Their debut EP from 2011 was called Women’s Golf, and featured a golf ball displayed prominently on the front cover. And their follow up release and first album, Exotic Goldfish Blues, continues the theme, with the album cover image showing the golf ball now immersed in a fish tank. What this means exactly I’m not sure, but as the Sydney duo of Gus Hunt on vocals and guitar and Henry Gosling on drums are longtime pals, my money’s on some kind of sniggering in-joke.
Although just starting out on their musical journey, the duo’s camaraderie and musical chemistry is clearly in evidence across the 11 tracks that make up Exotic Goldfish Blues. The band deliver a charmingly scrappy brand of 90’s inflected indie rock with catchy pop hooks, but with just enough fuzz and gunk underneath the fingernails to keep things authentic. Think early Teenage Fanclub crossed with something that came out on Half a Cow (esteemed Sydney record label run by Nic Dalton of Lemonheads and Plunderers fame) in the early 90s.
Lead off track Nice Fit commences with a chanted 1-2-3-4 count in and then the band are away, simple, scuzzy riffs married to cryptic tales of exuberance and angst draped in a slacker Aussie drawl. These catchy suburban snapshots never outstay their welcome, with no one track clocking in beyond the three minute mark.
Third number Holy Hell is one of the albums highlights, a belter of a track with a driving guitar riff and urgent vocal melody which morphs into a slowed down, feedback laced middle section, before the anthemic guitar chug kicks back in for a brief thrill-ride to the the song’s conclusion…fantastic stuff!
Elements of youthful alienation and the embracing of non-complicated pleasures are recurring motifs, and penultimate track Want it All delivers a spikier and more sombre vibe not too far removed from fellow Aussie battlers Bitch Prefect in it’s wistful simplicity.
Final number Crash Cars, an early song reworked, delivers yet another dose of loose indie-guitar smarts, before a maelstromic guitar crescendo brings the whole shebang to a screeching halt.
For those pining for a dose of snappy vintage 90’s indie, meet your new favourite band…