The frustration is palpable. This is not someone being loud for the sake of it. This isn’t some young blood, all piss and vinegar, mouthing off. This isn’t music as a testosterone explosion. Nor is it just someone using volume and veracity just to get noticed. This is the sound of an artist so frustrated with the world that such brash, bold and bombastic music seems the only way to let that simmering anger out.
Sit and Wait is the sound of someone trying to be a human voice in a pop-culture wilderness of mobile phones, reality TV shows, money, entitlement and instant fame. A small voice in the scheme of things, perhaps, but one small stone shifting, one last snowflake (take that either way) landing can be all it takes to set an avalanche in motion.
It is also an excellent bridge between punk past, though the song is both musically and lyrically smarter than such a label suggests, and the vibrant Irish music scene of the moment and bands such as Fontaines D.C., The Murder Capital, Gilla Band and Just Mustard.
It drives on punk attitude and swagger but also swathes itself in shimmering riffs and gaze-goth textures; it is both anthemic and accessible, incendiary and intelligent. It’s been a long time since a mere “punk single” ticked all of those boxes.
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