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Will Dance For chocolate
formed in 2007
and hail from Worcester UK. They play rock songs with chunky rhythms and bass lines, lots of harmonies and sexy blues riffs,
all with energy and style.

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"‘I Don’t Wanna’ is a sparky opener, the singer admitting she doesn’t want to kiss a boy’s face, because while he’s a pretty little baby she’s in love with a man, and this simmering resentful stance is there on a few tracks, usually with the protagonist pulled up short by an emotional brick wall. ‘Get your dirty little fingers…Away…From…Me.’ It’s a disappointment in life at virtually every turn, while scruffy guitar buff up the dimple surface, Chris effortlessly propulsive in what could almost be quaint indie, but that’s because they’ve got the melodies nailed down cutely escalating when necessary, and dipping down for vocal emphasis, allowing choruses to purr, and able to end succinctly or sweetly crumpled. So much indie sounds genuinely naff, that indie with a natural nonchalant charm such as this is actually light years ahead. ‘Shake Shake’ also has the punky-indie sound, and is definitely my favourite here, the ragged nagging tune stumbling them tumbling forward with the shake-shake-shake thing cropping up like a little verbal jitter which gives it all a fantastic feel, as it spreads and oozes everywhere. (There’s also more distaste over touching for OCD-spotters, with a hands off the shirtsleeves warning.) ‘Obsession’ has more robust guitar as they sidle into a knowing cul-de-sac, the vocals going all defeatist, collapsing inwardly after another romantic disaster, the chorus a heartfelt pumper, although the groaning guitar break could have been dispensed with. He (Stu Mysterio) redeems himself in the wrigglier ‘Get This’ as guitars cross-cut and the bass of Jamie Deathrap bobbles along proudly. The two vocalists Em Of Green Cables and Lady Esther (there’s a TV detective series in them) simmer and Chris remains crisply polite as the song acquires a seedily soaring spirit. Then they go all slushy with the ridiculously pretty ‘Valentine’s Day’ with a tale of gentle despair over at Ellis Island, like a folky lament you’d get in some TV show, a woman in a flowery skirt walking away from a tourist landmark, arms round herself, shortly before the credits roll. A paean to Ally McBeal perhaps? Anyway, she wants to tell the city that she’s sorry, so I think we can turn away discreetly and let her get on with it. ‘Give Me A Reason’ sees them back in an irate punky strop, with more bitterness and regret, but even-handed. ‘Twisting Song (Stranger Than Fiction)’ has a skipping beat, some chunky guitar and poppy vocal dementia, able fun throughout. ‘My Mona Lisa’ is comparatively ordinary, flowing coyly, and the scrawny ‘Dark Eyes’ is all puffed up energy, topped by the sharper guile of an equally punctilious, catchy ‘Dance With You.’ Then they go all slushy again, with the gracefully jazzy ‘Cracking – Swinging’ and it’s all over in the softly scampering style so swiftly you wonder what has happening, but it’s in keeping with their distinctively perky take on troublesome matters and there’s crafty variety bristling across the album. I’ve played it every day since it arrived and I suspect you might too." - Mick Mercer (http://mickmercer.livejournal.com)

Stranger Than Fiction