At a point where lo-fi, bedroom pop drifts into more poised, dream-pop, which in turn is searching for an alt-rock outlet, you find White Cliffs’ latest single, Wait. It is built on a relaxed and understated haze of minimal guitar lines, occasionally aided and abetted by blistering, acid-laced psychedelic six-string salvos, pulsing and propelling bass lines and a beat happy just to serve the song.
Add in some relaxed vocals and a dusting of nostalgic vibes, and you have a song very much worth mentioning in dispatches. So that’s exactly what I have done.
