Between wrecked disco balls and discarded kazoos hides My Pretend Orchestra, boldly playing pop songs through an inventory of pocket grooves and assorted mix tapes. Their boundaries are an elastic band that stretches from pillar to post, the bleak playground of their music a madcap ride where melody is a mere by-product of their coordinated follies. The adventure started with Danny Bloomfield who was in a band until he went solo with a plan to make big, striking pop songs with the ridges of Beck, the cowboyology degree tucked in his jacket sleeve, phasing the exploration of a young minstrel.
His ethos was played out in his bedroom where, alongside a microphone and muted television, he made the first radio friendly escapades on record with a loop-pedalled brightness and a salute to Lou Reed. This resulted in such a sharp display of musicianship and understanding for lyrics and harmony there curtly followed an electric storm where, in proper 80’s movie style, his pretend orchestra came to life. From the sweltering guitar strum and tinned Korg came Adam Sharratt and Sean Fallowfield, the living personification of Bloomfield’s creed… and thus became My Pretend Orchestra.
Their songs, now with a three man on-stage relief, have become the most exhilarating underground melodies since Damon Albarn reached down and touched planet Earth with ‘Leisure’. The enveloping amusement and feathered resilience of the tracks will no doubt find the doorways of dancehalls filling before too long, the actions of real musicians extending an arm to the many with modern urban poetry that could settle into your life becoming the most important ruins of an MTV generation philosophy.
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