HOBBY CLUB

Rare eye conditions and a shared fondness of complaining, Hobby Club are Kerouac disciples with a Wes Anderson aesthetic. An alliance of follow-your-nose chaos and mannered virtuosity. Brimming with all the kitchen sink realism of Sheila Delany and the melodic framework of early Cherry Red cassettes, the two-piece jangle pop outfit are out of step with the currency of Instagram filtered lifestyles, yet perfectly in time with the reality of day-to-day existence.  Their story book world has a tether to adulthood, yet freefalls through a sub-plot of virtue and a counter narrative of suburbia.