White Lies

I should really dislike . Reasonably popular, absolutely nothing original at all, songs that wouldn’t sound out of place in a stadium setting. I find them rather hard to hate for two reasons. First of all is that derivative or not, the songs are pretty good. Secondly, they put on a hell of a live show.

The first time I ever even heard of White Lies was back in August at Reading. I only saw them because they were on immediately before Los Campesinos! and I wanted to ensure a good position for that particular set. Which paid off given the insanity of that performance, but I’ve covered that one previously. When White Lies arrived in stage, all dressed in black, I feared the worst. Expecting some kind of gloomy drivel, it was nice to discover that while gloom was certainly involved, drivel it was not. They kept me entertained right through their thirty minute set and I intended to check them out further.

Which, as with so many other bands, I never actually did. The next time I heard about them, they had just scored a number one album. Which took me by surprise, not because they aren’t really up to it, more because it came so quickly. I haven’t really kept up with them much more since then, and if I’m honest, I don’t really care to. This will never be a band I’ll fall in love with. But songs like Death are still mighty fine songs.