Acid House Kings

So there's been a bit of a hiatus on the blog on account of me moving house and not having internet access, or even access to all my music, for a while.  And I still haven't got anywhere near listening to all of the AC/DC albums I have, so rather than waiting weeks to post again, I may as well get on with a few other bands.  It goes entirely against my male alphabetic OCD, but what the hell, here we go with Swedish day-of-the-week enthusiasts, Acid House Kings.

I've got only the one Acid House Kings Song, the first track from their 2002 album Mondays Are Like Tuesdays And Tuesdays Are Like Wednesdays, and it's called Sunday Morning.

It's very, very twee and rather Swedish.  I like it, but as always seems to be the case when I listen to twee pop, I do have reservations.  The main one is that twee pop bands always seem to have female members, but are very much male driven.  I can never quite shake the feeling that there's something very passively-aggressively misogynistic about the whole genre.  The women are never key members - they're maybe the (easily replaceable) singer, or the keyboard player, or a cellist (but not the drummer or lead guitarist), and always seem to be there to be pretty and appealing to lonely boys and complicated girls, but never to actually be creative.  Like Stepford Musicians, maybe, I don't know.


Another thing that bugs me, but really shouldn't, is that every twee band, Acid House Kings included, obviously, seems to be a side project for members of other twee bands.  Maybe there's a proto-twee band out there that it all stems from, but that was probably a side project of some guys (not girls though) from some non-twee bands.  Either way, the Venn diagram of twee band membership is probably too complex for modern scientific and statistical methods - like commercial nuclear fusion, I fear it will forever remain 20 years in the future.


That said, I do like this song rather a lot.  It manages to be very shiny and modern, while at the same time harking back to the late 60s/early 70s and the heyday of easy listening - it's easy to imagine this sung by Astrud Gilberto.


A nice diversion, but I don't think I'll be expanding my Acid House Kings collection.


Update: Well, since Acid House Kings retweeted a link to this blog (and quite beautifully damned me with faint praise in doing so), I've decided that I will actually buy some more of their stuff.  I was going to get Mondays Are Like Tuesdays And Tuesdays Are Like Wednesdays, but it seems to be out of print and I'm not shelling out £70 for it - I mean it was nice of them to forward the link, but I won't go into how nice you'd need to be to get me to spend £70 on an album.  It is on Amazon mp3 though, so I can only hope that the band will see some cash from it...

Links
Acid House Kings
Labrador Records
Amazon mp3