NME Album Reviews Mockingbird Wish Me Luck Days Come And Go
In the land of orchestral indie pop, the bloodline is always pure, meaning that the genre often wears the glazed expression of theterminally inbred. Step forward, please,the cherub-cheeked, flaxen-haired facesof MWML: eight young Swedes whoDIYed their debut in their parents’ flats.This was a years-long labour of love andit shows: the arrangements are knittedlike lace doilies, all apologeticallyparping brass overlain on tremblingflutes, topped by wry but sincerehometown poetry. That’s not to say itlacks triumphs: ‘New Beginnings’ especially bops along like a marzipan EStreet Band, but sat so firmly in the valeof their Belle & Sebastian forebears, it’s difficult to see what they’re adding to the gene pool.