Song of the day – 59: Trash Kit

I’d be falling down in my duty to you gentle reader, if I didn’t alert you to this.

• Trash Kit are from London (I’m guessing).
• Trash Kit feature Ros M (formerly of Lesbo Pig and Electrelane), Rachel A and Rachel H (I’m not guessing). And they sometimes feature Verity S as a guest (I’m not guessing).
• Trash Kit create short, spunky, twirling balls of twine masquerading as songs – pause to take in the washing and you’ll have missed the entire set.
• Trash Kit remind me of (of course) Kleenex but also Performing Ferrets and (of course) Erase Errata and maybe Wet Dog a little, also of those crazy geckos that run around everywhere at night here.
• Trash Kit sound like bafflement.
• Trash Kit make me want to run around and around and around in ever-increasing circles, although in fairness that could be the presence of a quadruple shot of coffee on my desk.
• Trash Kit are anything but grunge.
• Trash Kit came my way via a Frances Morgan recommendation, and I always take heed of those!
• Trash Kit are great.

So I don’t actually have a proper link to the song yet. Ah well.

Here, go to their MySpace page and choose a favourite. Mine right now is ‘Cadets’.

by Everett True

My name is Everett True. I am a music critic. This is what I do. I criticise music. The clue is in my job description – music critic. I do not consider myself a journalist, as I do not research or report hard news. I do not consider myself a commentator as I believe that everyone should be a participant. I criticise people and in return I am not surprised if other people criticise me. It is part of the whole deal of being in the public arena. I am Everett True. Believe in me and I have power like a God. Quit believing in me and I no longer exist.