Miss Chain & The Broken Heels
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Miss Chain & The Broken Heels

Thiene, Veneto, Italy | Established. Jan 01, 2014 | INDIE

Thiene, Veneto, Italy | INDIE
Established on Jan, 2014
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"MISS CHAIN & THE BROKEN HEELS The Dawn"

9/10

Ganz egal, welchem Subgenre sich das Zuckerwatten-Pop-Quartett annimmt: mit ihrer nonchalanten Offenherzigkeit und handwerklichen Sachverständnis erzeugen sie eine ganze eigene Dynamik und Originalität, die kaum noch Referenzen zu musikalischen Sozialisationsinstanzen zu- und dabei stilistische Kleingeisterei hinter sich lässt.

„The Dawn“ bezeugt dies noch anschaulicher als „On A Bittersweet Ride“, ist randvoll mit Blenden in die verschiedensten Rock’n’Roll-Epochen, ohne dabei in überladenen Plattensammlerrock abzusacken.

Wie die Vorabsingle erahnen ließ, erwecken MISS CHAIN & TBH auf „The Dawn“ den Eindruck einer sattelfesten Band, die ihre Adoleszenz zwar hinter sich gelassen hat, dabei jedoch in keinster Weise abgeklärt klingt.

Ihr Garage-Pop Noir kommt wie gehabt sehr verspielt herüber, bringt aber sämtliche Einflüsse wie Countryside Pop, Western Twang und schmalztriefenden Doo-wop-Folk unter dem Tragwerk des Sixties Songwritings wesentlich gelassener und stimmiger unter einen Hut.

Die präzise knallende Rhythmussektion der Barcella-Brüder, Silvas facettenreiches Gitarrenspiel und Astrids unbefangener und gleichermaßen ausdrucksstarker Gesang runden das Gesamtbild eines Albums ab, das auf der Suche nach dem perfekten Popsong der Erleuchtung einen großen Schritt näher gekommen ist. - OX


"Miss Chain and the Broken Heels “Dawn”"

I was surprised to find that this sunny, slightly psyche-ish band is not as retro as I’d expect from a gagrage label. Maybe these Italians don’t know how close they sound to relatively recent Americana, but who cares if they know or not -- the warm-as-whisky-voiced Miss Chain is singing the International language of happy, as her Heels play the intergalactic tongue of "sound fucking great!" - Roctober


"Miss Chain And The Broken Heels’s Power Pop Italiano"

It’s not easy to write a perfect power pop song, or even great one. It has to be spare and simple as you can make it. Everyone should be able to sing along by the end, but you’d also better keep it short. And there has to be the right hook in just the right place — so it can’t be too stupid either. Italy’s Miss Chain And The Broken Heels write damn near perfect power pop songs.

Miss Chain and the Broken Heels Power Pop Italy
Miss Chain and the Broken Heels at the beach. Photo Courtesy of Miss Chain and the Broken Heels
They have the power and velocity to make you believe in love at first sight and the promise of summer, in spite of your better judgment and all the summers that turned out to be a bust. The effects only last about two or three minutes — that’s where most of their songs clock in — but it’s really better that way. You can always just press play again to believe for a few more minutes — or watch their latest video for “Flamingo,” because it amounts to the same thing.

Frontwoman Astrid Dante is a true believer if there ever was one. She has an emotive knack in her voice that will get to you every time and she has equally reliable back up in The Broken Heels: guitarist Disaster Silva and the brothers Franz and Brown Barcella on bass and drums respectively.

Together they craft tunes that evoke the Beach Boys, Paul Collins’s Beat, and a certain elusive nostalgia — without resorting to sonic haze or hiding behind a mess of reverb. Instead the quartet goes in for old-fashioned pop storytelling on songs like “Lie” and bravely presents it in all its naked perfection.

After releasing three mostly sold out seven-inches, Miss Chain and the Broken Heels are just about to put out their debut LP On a Bittersweet Ride. I’ll go on that ride and I’m calling shotgun. - MTV Iggy


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