Early acclaim did come with a price. “We had no fucking clue what we were doing in those first few months,” D'Agostino has said.
He doesn’t hesitate to elaborate on went wrong. “Our live act was what was most troubling,” he explains. “I hadn't really had formal vocal training. No one taught me that I had to warm up to scream my head off.”
Yet Cymbals’ scrappy clatter on Mountains proves that havoc is healthy in proper doses. “And the Hazy Sea” exemplifies the band’s unpredictable style of songwriting, opening with a bang that sparkles with tuneful guitar flourishes and knots into manic distortion and closing with instruments fiddling around at a disjointed pace.
They play The Mad Hatter with Los Campesinos! Get show details and Sound Advice here.