Best to address the disclaimer up front, since the press notes do it themselves: this isn’t, apparently, a political song. Good \u2014 because what it offers instead is far more rewarding, a sharp, lovingly observed portrait of an argument spiralling under its own momentum. The hook-led guitar line doesn’t grind so much as swing with real purpose, locking into a phrase and riding it with the kind of conviction that turns repetition into hypnosis rather than monotony. Around it, the synths swoop in bright, gleaming arcs, the production buffed to a shine that feels celebratory, almost triumphant, even while the subject matter stays knotty.<\/p>
What’s genuinely impressive here is the control. Tight, propulsive, disciplined almost to the point of choreography, the track keeps flirting with chaos and never once loses its footing \u2014 which is exactly the thrill of it. Listening feels like watching a brilliant drummer play right up against the edge of the beat without ever falling off: the tension is the pleasure. Grice resists the urge to sermonise, and the song is richer for it. He lets the arrangement carry the emotional weight, building a chorus so immediate and well-turned that it practically begs to be shouted back from the front row.<\/span><\/p> The touchstones the label reaches for \u2014 Phoenix, Hot Chip \u2014 feel entirely earned: that same gleaming, dancefloor-ready synth work, the same knack for a chorus that lodges itself after one listen. But Grice brings a wit and a precision that put him in genuinely good company alongside Field Music’s coiled cleverness and Everything Everything’s knack for turning unease into something you can’t stop moving to. Four minutes nine seconds, written and played entirely by one person, and it sounds like a full band firing on every cylinder \u2014 which says a great deal about Grice’s instincts as an arranger as much as a writer.<\/span><\/p> The dry wit promised in the notes is very much present and correct, landing with real bite rather than smugness \u2014 a lyricist who trusts the listener enough to leave the punchlines slightly oblique. Paired with the lovely, more reflective ‘Some Things Never Change’, the single makes a thoroughly convincing case that *Blood Red Hills & The Uncanny Valley* is going to be the record that finally gets Grice the wider recognition this consistently inventive career has long deserved.<\/span><\/p> Caustic, generous, beautifully assembled \u2014 ‘Put You Right’ is the sound of a craftsman entirely in command of his powers, turning a small, ordinary frustration into three minutes of proper pop pleasure.<\/em><\/p>\n\n\n\n\nhttps:\/\/fiercefriend.co.uk\/<\/a>\n\n\n\n\n
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