For the last four years, Django Django have been busy doing great things in the East London bedroom of producer and de facto leader David Maclean. The result of those great things is a great self-titled debut record released January 2012. Vincent Neff, the singer and guitarist, Jimmy Dixon, bassist and synth operator Tommy Grace make up the rest of the band.
The quartet, who met at art school in Edinburgh, first came to peoples’ attention a couple of years back when 2009’s double A-side single “Storm”/”Love’s Dart” laid the blueprint for a confident, adventurous and psychedelically-bruised strain of art-rock that melds intangible electronic flourishes to the visceral rub of live instrumentation. “Music’s so mad and widespread and varied, that eclecticism’s the only way to be for us,” reasons Maclean. “That said, I think you can draw a line through all the music we’re into. It’s about creativity and experimentation and the quest to find a new sound.” They’ve produced an album that seems to have everything, but on which everything never seems too much. Each track is like its own nation of harmonies, rhythms and textures. The impression one gets of Django Django is of a band laying down the first, meticulously measured borders on some vast map of a world that only they are privy to.
