The Mere, The Mere
The Mere sounds like a stripped-down channel of a whole range of British pop actsfrom The Fall to The Smiths to The Fall. The melodies faultless, the instrumentation precise and clear, the lyrics evocativeThe Mere lives in a remembered world of both regret and treasure. The inflammatory, churning ‘Ambition Kills’ portrays a depressed worker’s once-skewed vision of success. Perhaps the finest song in the collection, ‘Your Visit to America,’ consists of little more than an electric-guitar line, bass pedal and high-hat, and a story that remembers a special friend. None of the songs venture beyond three-and-a-half minutesso it’s pop in the truest sense of the genre? Well, it’s definitely not fluff. But these little, brittle-and-bitter bites of life don’t sour the tongue so much that you won’t find yourself reaching out for The Mere time and time again. Because whatever the emotion at the core of each song, they’re all very beautiful.