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Eagulls

Leeds, England, United Kingdom

Leeds, England, United Kingdom
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"Eagulls – “Acrostical” & “Council Flat Blues"

Leeds quintet Eagulls make a shambling racket akin to No Age doubling up with a studlier Cloud Nothings — or something older and scuzzy from the ’90s Pacific Northwest. They lean into their instruments, but keeping the vocals buried within the feedback doesn’t lessen the anthemics. See, for instance, the B-Side of their forthcoming debut “Council Flat Blues” single. It’s called “Acrostical.” John Cage approves, etc. - Stereogum


"Dollars to pounds"

Note to bands: record a raging cover of The Wipers and I will write about you. Eagulls are from Leeds and play loud, brash and snotty. Like D2P alumni Yuck, they take their cues from Our Band Could Be Your Life-era American rock, and like all of those bands, they’re born of hardcore and balance being smart with being silly (that name!). Their debut single “Council Flat Blues” is out now on Moshi Moshi imprint Not Even. You can stream it and read its excellent back story below. They also (finally) resolve the big ‘eagle vs. kestrel’ debate that has consumed the FADER office for most of 2011. - The Fader


"NME Radar, Band of the week"

Eagulls: the future of post-hardcore?

“All our band practices, everything we do, we record on a boombox tape recorder.” Eagulls singer George Mitchell drawls like a northern John Wayne, hovering over each word for what seems like an eternity before pouncing.

It’s a favourite pastime of indie bands to prattle on about their detachment from supposedly unworthy contemporaries, but it’s clear from the off that Eagulls are no fools. Hailing from far, wide and beyond, the five-piece currently dwells in a communal roost in Leeds – close enough that they can “throw stones at each others’ houses”.


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This tight-knit musical environment deftly sums up the band’s diligent attitude towards local scene-making. Before getting in promoters’ good books, Eagulls would curate shows of their own, inviting mates’ bands to play any scummy dive that would have them. But, alas, a handful of scurrilous punks and a rack of busted practice amps does not a movement make.Yet as friends fell by the wayside Eagulls ploughed nobly on, building a pluming head of steam.


Quick to extol the praises of nu-slackers such as Yuck, Mazes and a low-rent Leeds outfit by the name of Hookworms, you might mistake them for another bunch of scuzzy indie no-hopers. Mistake being the operative word...“It’s more edgy than indie,” insists George, defiantly. “But we’ve been compared to fucking... everything under the sun. Like fucking, The Cribs... Oasis. Fucking everything! That’s just... not what we are.” Baffling comparisons aside, Eagulls’ sold-out debut EP ‘Songs Of Prey’ would be turning heads regardless of the band’s aesthetic.


Its three roughshod gems are a blast of gruff, fuzzed-out melodic vocals and lacerating Dinosaur Jr-style riffery, wholly unbecoming of their elegant avian moniker. Sticking stubbornly to their DIY guns, the band self-recorded ‘Songs Of Prey’ on crummy cassette tape and sold it for tuppence at gigs.


“It seems right to put a cassette out, because that’s how we make it,” drummer Henry explains. “It’s not like we did it for the whole retro vibe – it’s just ’cos it’s easy to do and nice to put something different out.” By happy accident, this is the perfect social climate for Eagulls to have hit their glide, and they may be just the perfect band to ruffle up indie’s feathers a bit.

Jazz Monroe

Need To Know

• They didn’t start out busking ‘Hotel California’ – the band’s name came from a drunk guy singing karaoke at a holiday camp. Hilarity ensued after he mistook the lyrics of Shaggy’s ‘Angel’ for “girl you’re my eagle”

• Bassist Tom Kelly’s dad is a trench-coat-sporting goth, who quit his job to design manga, leaving the family in “loads of debt”

• George’s real name is Aaron. His dad used to assign him nicknames and George is the one that stuck

This article originally appeared in the April 30th issue of NME - IPC media


Discography

Council Flat Blues - 7 inch | Moshi Moshi/Not even records. February 2011

Mazes split - 7 inch. Italian Beach babes records

Huw Stephens radio one session - January 2011

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Eagulls are that band on the brink of coming out of Hardcore Punk and discovering melodic indie rock, just as Dinosaur Jr, Sonic Youth and Sebadoh did 20 years ago. ‘Possessed’ is contender for my song of the year as well as ‘Mystery’ by Wipers.

"First things first: Eagulls are absolutely brutal. If you’ve seen them live - and you’ll remember them if you have - then you’ll know that they’re one of the most thrilling, visceral experiences around at the minute, managing to be both ramshackle and ridiculously tight in the same breath. Labelled as hardcore and punk by lazy journalists, both have had their influence on their sound but the band manage to embellish upon both.

Perhaps the true difference is that they manage to capture all that bile on record where many of their supposed peers have failed. Debut cassette Songs of Prey is now so rare that it’s talked about in hushed tones, mp3s of those early recordings eventually leaking through to every in-the-know blog on the internet. The follow up 7” through Not Even Records, ‘Council Flat Blues’, was similarly snapped up by an increasingly rabid following.

And still, they carry on. Despite the fact that singer George freely admits he can barely remember most of his own gigs, despite the fact that they openly seem to court animosity with the crowd, despite the fact the venue is always coated in sweat and beer once they’ve finished one, they carry on, getting ever more intense. The themes remain constant, with anger at the idiots that surround them, sour memories of growing up on estates and the futility of the constant cycle of getting wasted - but the crowds keep swelling. Any band these days can get a bit of hype, but Eagulls are a band that are doing it on their own terms - utterly, violently, relentlessly.