Courtney Barnett
Sometimes I Sit and Think and Sometimes I Just Sit
[Milk/V2]
For a while it seemed we all wanted our indie stars to follow Arcade Fire’s design, all matching get-ups and hokey profundity complete with light-show. However, the inevitable cyclicality of taste – staying true to it’s ‘two-decades and then back to the start’ schedule – now has us all sniffing out ambivalent-to-stardom charmers in Malkmus mould. Barnett delivers said charm, on occasion suggesting a Cobain who’s traded dour Pacific Northwest tropes for a breezier antipodean palate, ending up with a collection of pop songs that are as intellectually rewarding as they are toe-tappin’.
Words: Danny Wilson
