Tinymixtapes did an interesting piece on this LP this very week that included them asking– at least this was the impression I got– is originality in music important and should we not forget even referring to it? London’s Dignan Porch, like countless other bands, are not exactly fitting of the description whatever exactly it is that it means, not to say is it even fair or conceivable in bringing it up when reviewing anything, basically?
Not pretending that the following thought is scientific but to me originality is not just something that appears explosively, landing out of nowhere. Instead music– or art in general– picks up little traces of things that went on before, bit-by-bit adding things on.
Is Nothing Bad Will Ever Happen not original? It might well be, only maybe not in the way that is often meant. Whether it is in any way new of sound or wholly retro, or regurgitating what has come before without any new ideas is up to the listener to decide. For this listener, though, this LP is much recommended; not exactly shouting from across the street demanding you to listen, instead sitting discreetly in the park with maybe a book up to its face, yet if you get to know it it will in turn display some wonderful qualities, all the while the most prettiest thing.
Dignan Porch- like most of their label mates on Brooklyn’s Captured Tracks– in a lot of ways do indeed sound just like their influences; and in this case it is Guided by Voices, Pavement, Woods and so on. The music is huggable, positively flawed, lofi; a record that is more broad-shouldered and fully realised when compared to their previous album, especially during the brilliant radio-friendly opener ‘Picking Up Dust’, the moodier ‘Sad Shape’, and the crunchier, hazy ‘Sixteen Hits’. There are also some glimpses of the band in stripped down and basic mode; ‘And Are Now Not’, for instance, is a nice slice of growing curiousness.
There is an honest grit to the production of this record; its perfect imperfection, the loveliness that exists in the tunes that are in turn not overly polished, not in any way scrubbed up. As John Peel once said: “Life itself has surface noise”. While not saying Nothing Bad Will Ever Happen is full of almost unlistenable distortion it has that human feel wherein its craft, its splendor feels real; feels like quite big ambitions being withheld by life’s constant predicaments. But of course you also have to believe what the title of this record says. Onwards and upwards.