Hey Sholay
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Hey Sholay

Sheffield, United Kingdom | Established. Jan 01, 2012

Sheffield, United Kingdom
Established on Jan, 2012
Band Alternative Indie


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"Hey Sholay"

OOut there, somewhere, there’s a parallel universe where Hey Sholay are selling out arenas, breaking America and dating women twice their age. Through that wormhole, One Direction are signing a deal with Fierce Panda instead of Syco, working their way around the country’s cosier indie venues and fighting for a place on the 6Music playlist. It’s a wonderful world, where ((O)) is outselling 21 ten-to-one and the bookies are slashing the odds on it winning the Mercury Music Prize.

In our universe though, Hey Sholay look through these human eyes like a boyband trapped in the bodies of a deliriously psychedelic prog-rock collective. Here on Earth, they’re a band of irreconcilable contradictions – they write impeccable pop songs on guitars they’ve customised with mad musical gadgets; they release one single (‘Wishbone’) that gets played by Fearne Cotton on Radio 1 and release another (‘Dreamboat’) on a USB stick stuffed inside a rubber foetus. The fact is, here on this boring old planet of ours, pop groups releasing tracks that come with free umbilical cord necklaces just isn’t the tried and tested route to commercial success. And that’s why, no matter how much we bang on about them, there’s a good chance you’ve got no idea who Hey Sholay are.

Well, there’s five of them, they’re from Sheffield and Leeds, one of them was in thisGIRL (that sounds made up, but it isn’t) and they make the idea of combining 'jangly', 'guitar' and 'pop' sound like one of the most groundbreaking concepts in contemporary music. With a couple of exceptions which we’ll come to, ((O)), their debut album, plays like a Greatest Hits. They muster more sing-along choruses than Harry Styles attracts teenage fangirls, without any of their hooks sounding like hits we’re bored of hearing.

The stroppy, searing sentimentality of ‘Wishbone (Wish Wish Wish)’, the weary hysteria of ‘My Blood’, the hopscotch hooting and howling of ‘Dreamboat’ – they don’t just stick with you because they’re catchy. Even after only a couple of listens, these songs burn brightly in your brain cells like the best of memories, moments to be cherished as much as forming a new friendship or driving home from work early on a sunny summer afternoon. There’s an optimism in Hey Sholay’s music that never comes close to getting on your nerves. On ‘Burning’, they even make your house going up in flames sound like a cause for celebration or a blessing in disguise.

Best of all is ‘The Bears, The Clocks, The Bees’, a song far too linear for me to even consider referencing One Direction again. Typically this is the track that closes Hey Sholay’s live shows, though here it comes in on track four. Regardless, it remains a near-flawless piece of music, from its brilliantly tuneful opening verses, becoming a work of kraut-psychedelic genius as the drums accelerate, the electro arpeggios overwhelm the band’s signature guitar chime and Liam Creamer’s vocals become all the more animated, agitated and engrossing. It’s a song to make you sweat as you sing your heart out to its hyperbolic, hypnotic refrain.

Nine-minute closer ‘Golden Is The Colour Of The Sun (Run Rabbit)’ has an altogether darker hue. Initially set in the same spooky forest as Radiohead’s ‘There There’, it slowly beams you up to the starry sky above and into its effervescent ambience. Unfortunately the laid back cosmic approach doesn’t work quite so well on ‘Go Easy Tiger’ and ‘Ol’ St. Nick’ – both are neat little guitar-pop packages wrapped up in dreamy synths and feathery guitars, but they’re neither as instantly gratifying nor as infectiously ambitious as what’s on offer elsewhere on ((O)).

Set those minor forgettable moments to one side though, and Hey Sholay have made an album that deserves a place at the top of the charts. ((O)) won’t make it there though – not for any lack of pop nous, but because it’s just a little too odd, a little too eccentric and, perhaps, just a little too interesting to compete with any of the current top 40 crop. They’ll just have to make do with the knowledge that out there, somewhere, they’re megastars. - Drowned in Sound

"Hey Sholay - ((O))"

here's a certain, noticeable sound shared between a lot of the up-and-coming bands who manage to make it big in Sheffield. There's a tendency for them to look a bit like the Arctic Monkeys, a tendency to sound a bit like the Arctic Monkeys - but brother, they ain't the Arctic Monkeys. In this stifling scene, Hey Sholay are like a breath of fresh air. They don't sound like the Arctic Monkeys. They sound like the Maccabees.

Okay, I'm being a little glib, and maybe that's a bit unfair; but it's not inaccurate, and it's certainly no insult. For one thing, half the band are from Leeds, which mixes things up a bit. For another, rather than stumbling around the indie landfill, seeing what cast-off haircuts and choppy guitar lines they can salvage, Hey Sholay instead twist the British guitar sound into weird shapes, from pseudo-psychedelic opener 'Wishbone (wish wish wish)', shoegaze with a beat behind it on 'My Blood' (key lyric: "I find it so frustrating / Watching the celebrating," to the album's undoubted masterpiece: the epic, multi-part 'i) Shut the Devil Out The Backdoor ii) A Day In The Country, Berlin', which is like the National covering an Isley Brothers song, finished off with a musical travelogue. It doesn't hurt either that the vocals are Orlando Weeks-ian - sometimes a little like Bombay Bicycle Club's Jack Steadman - albeit breezier, more anxious.


It's this variety that has seen this anything-but-loose collective of artists, musicians and filmmakers support everyone from (ready?) Clap Your Hands Say Yeah (they share that bedroom-pop sensibility) to Male Bonding (they share a healthy appreciation for the distortion pedal) to Slow Club (there's some classic, classy songwriting holding everything together here, too) to No Age to Los Campesinos! That said, the immediate influences on Hey Sholay don't... well, immediately come to mind. Difficult for me, because I'm meant to tell you what they sound like, but the truth is that they synthesised such a potent and unique sound for themselves, through a good few decades of guitar music, and it's entirely their own.

There are parts that falter - 'Go Easy Tiger' takes it's own advice a little too literally and is rather too slight, especially for a track exceeding four minutes, and recent single 'Burning' makes up in interesting instrumentation what it lacks in interesting lyrics - but, really, that's only compared to the rest of the record, which is an accomplished, interesting (in a good way), catchy and just flippin' well grand slice of South Yorkshire (and beyond).

Christ knows how you're meant to say that album (or, min-album - it's nine tracks long, but still longer than any album the Ramones made) title, though. Answers on a postcard. - The 405


Hey Sholay - ((O)) Album - 2012 - Fierce Panda Record
Hey Sholay - Cloud, Castle, _______  - 2013 Firece Panda Records
Hey Sholay - Dreamboat single - 2012 - Fierce Panda Records