Great Ceiling Cat, how this album blisters past! It’s 32 minutes long, flush with heady hundredsomething BPMs, and at its very peak (‘I’ll Sleep When I’m Alive’) there’s the kind of blissful sensory overload of a Japanese gameshow stuck on fastforward. Twee x noise pop x quirky Dan Deaconesque asides x pummelsome Gainsbourg drums that would have France Gall gasping for breath? But wait, that’s… everything I ever wanted! And how could that be?
Because these are the children of the internet, my friend. And here in Internet, we download what we want, we ’shop it together and we rocketship it up instantaneously into a worldwide party that never ends. As the people of Internet say: Problem?
Internet Forever did, indeed, meet online – and though that shouldn’t have any bearing on who they are, it does. We navigate a forest of digital thrummings on instrumental ‘Golden Temple’ to find them at the first song-proper, ‘3D’. Bass drum and tambourine bat a heavy, happy melody back and forth between them like Pong, as Laura Wolf lends due majesty to something that is happening every day, somewhere: “Refreshed your page a hundred times/To see if you’d updated/Then I looked at what you’d written on the message board/And everything you said I hated/People look so different in 3D/You won’t even know who I am”. Intentionally or not, the outro synths writhe up and down like an old-school dial-up modem. Ahh. But if that, right there, doesn’t sock you right in the nostalgia glands, don’t worry. Good, heartfelt indiepop knows no demographic.
Except for the, er, indiepop demographic, that is. And this indiepop album is, really, the Platonic ideal of indiepop albumness: a glorious curation of that which makes us lonely, speccy, woolly bastards melt into our own tea. Horns, glocks, reverb, a sticky-sweet English accent and the occasional wall of driving, bliss-drizzled guitars – because we have needs, too, damn it. ‘Zbignieuw Sings’ and ‘Cover the Walls’ have this down pat, as well as the elastic snap to the beats that are almost painful to experience on record instead of live. (The only band who could do this faster/tighter were Dorotea.)
‘Break Bones’ gives a sleepy nod to Architecture in Helsinki as ‘Pages of Books’ nods giddily to Los Campesinos!. Internet Forever seem to nod to everything, both in affirmation and in time; they say big fat bubblefont yeses in pink and lime and gold. They’re sharing this with you like a Nigerian prince sharing his million-dollar inheritance but they’re absolutely, earnestly legitimate. Say yes, think yes, click “Yes”.