Some things take an eternity to arrive: that first payday after Christmas, Great Eastern trains, the debut single from South London’s premier ‘pop noir’ practitioners luxembourg… But, as welcome as galoshes in an English summer, it’s finally here, in all its bittersweet suburbanite relationships glory: ‘stay around a while, i can make more tea, you can put on a record, just don’t say you’re going’. Stabbing guitar, swooping keyboards, prolific use of cowbell, and David Shah’s best Morrissey, as smooth and intoxicating as a gallon of Baileys. What more could you want?
Well, there’s the raunchy, unrequited lust indie-disco of Close-cropped (itself worthy of A-side status), and the very 80s’ melancholia of Pin Me Down (‘the days between your phone calls telescope into hours/please don’t be surprised when i start to back off’) with a fantastic synth-driven Buzzcockian middle section. After contributing highlight tracks to both Angular Recording comps, luxembourg are surely destined to follow in the footsteps of Art Brut and Bloc Party on that elusive road to pop fame and fortune, and What the Housewives Don’t Tell You is a gloriously confident first stride.