The Red Lapels

The Red Lapels

 London, England, GBR
BandRockClassic Rock

In a world in which the definition of talent seems to have become somewhat obscured by endless TV competitions and musical recognition is more readily obtained through tedious celebrity scandal than any real achievement, the great English tradition of producing the world’s best bands has perhaps been put on the backburner. However, whilst acts such asCher Lloyd revel in all the glory that comes with losing a talent show, there are still bands that carry the torch for honest and meaningful music


Enter The Red Lapels, a four piece from South East London whose hard hitting,vintage take on indie / alternative songs have been turning heads all over the capital. Formed back in 2009 when a twenty one year Richard Maddy, a young man blessed with a voice that has left many with a lump in their throat and even more with their knickers in a twist, returned from travelling with old school friend and drummer, Sean Spicer. After months of countless arguments with the neighbours in which the pair were branded as being “socially unaware” for playing at “unworldly hours” in the garden shed, they soon realised it was time to step it up a gear and start recruiting for other bands members. Lead guitarist, Harvey Lee, was next to enter the fold after being re-united with Spicer over a somewhat hazy day in the North of France sat in an airfield listening Bob Marley and watching the planes go by. After a few months of making some very promising songs under the name “Soul Food Café”, it was then time for Tom Barnes, a man whose reputation for playing covers amongst other things went before him to pick up the bass and really get the ball rolling.
Despite of the bands love for real music and their fondness for the days in which John, Paul, Keith and Mick ruled supreme, don’t be fooled into thinking this is just another band from Brighton intent on playing their pianos and synths whilst wearing their zany bobble hats. No in fact these boys deliver their songs with a rawness and energy that even The Libertines and The Faces lovechild would be proud of. Take “Wayaya” for instance, a freewheeling belter of a song with a chorus guaranteed to get any audience singing along like a pack of enthused Geordies. From the Beatlesesque chord progressions to The Kinks driven solo it is perhaps the deranged vocal slurs bouncing along to the old school backline that really helps to set this song apart from what you would find in your average band’s repertoire. Aside from producing such upbeat party tunes however, The Red Lapels will perhaps cause even more of a stir through songs such as “Dead Eyed Girl”, and acoustic gem, “Magic”, both of which highlight a song writing knack and lyrical understanding that can so rarely be found today. So then, if you are one of the many who has had enough of the audio abuse we have all been subjected to over the past years, show your support for The Red Lapels.