All too often, when the subject of the old ways, paganism or witches comes up in music, it seems to be in the form of some sub-par pop-goth band using Buffy The Vampire Slayer as a reference point, so it is great to come across a band who approach the subject from a much more sensible angle.
Scotland’s Laurettes seem to revel in more historical and culturally accurate notions of the past just as readily as they embrace their own north-of-the-border heritage. Vocals entwine, acoustic guitars and a tribal beat propel the song forward, and violins flit and fly through the sky above.
If the job of the first single from an album is to test the water and tease the prospective audience, here, the underlying message is clear. Buy the debut album as soon as you can feasibly and legally get your hands on it.
Oh, and they are just about to open up for Big Country, and that is all I need to know.