Anyone lucky enough to experience the ramshackle epiphany of Hidden Cameras live last year?complete with dancers in Y-fronts?can testify to their uniqueness. Last year's debut album, The Smell Of Our Own, offered explicit gay sexuality (at last!), DIY baroque arrangements and a delicate, lilting Phil Ochs-ish voice that sounded as if it came out of a mouth in which butter wouldn't melt, even though that clearly wasn't the case. Passing the time until their soon-to-come second album proper are these six session tracks, mostly lovely if, as expected, a little under-realised, and including some previously hard-to-find songs. If you're a convert, you'll want this. If not, head straight to The Smell Of Our Own and be ravished.
Anyone lucky enough to experience the ramshackle epiphany of Hidden Cameras live last year?complete with dancers in Y-fronts?can testify to their uniqueness. Last year’s debut album, The Smell Of Our Own, offered explicit gay sexuality (at last!), DIY baroque arrangements and a delicate, lilting Phil Ochs-ish voice that sounded as if it came out of a mouth in which butter wouldn’t melt, even though that clearly wasn’t the case.
Passing the time until their soon-to-come second album proper are these six session tracks, mostly lovely if, as expected, a little under-realised, and including some previously hard-to-find songs. If you’re a convert, you’ll want this. If not, head straight to The Smell Of Our Own and be ravished.