ARTIST : POTTERY
ALBUM : WELCOME TO BOBBY’S MOTEL
LABEL : PARTISAN RECORDS
RATING : 9/10
WORDS : HENRY CALVERT
Welcome to Bobby’s Motel, and welcome indeed, to eleven tracks full of ear bleeding eclecticism. Montreal based quintet Pottery consist of Paul Jacobs, Jacob Shepansky, Austin Boylan, Tom Gould, and Peter Baylis. Unlike Montreal’s soon to open monorail they don’t track back and forth like many monotonous indie soundtracks we’ve grown so used to, Pottery beg borrow and steal from all the greats, plotting a ginormous intercity map with its own unique psychedelic twist nestled in the heart of it all.
Pottery exist as their own entity, yes there may be similarities to others but that’s to be expected, and with this in mind Pottery sound just like themselves
Imagine you’re sitting in the hotel lobby, maybe one too many, and a little something more, your eyes make contact with the chequered tile floor, the chequers turn into swirls before your voice leaves the floor and your mouth no more – and that is Bobby’s Motel. It’s filthy, a little charming, and your soft thighs will tingle as you’re seduced by his sultry tones, but most of all Bobby’ll make you feel right at home.
“Take What’s In Fashion?” as an example of Pottery’s tea leaf traits, a hip jerking floor shaker from start to finish – but it also sounds although you’ve just given The Monks a 100cc intravenous injection, that makes them actually produce encapsulating melodies, and that sure is to have complications. Who are we to make these comparisons anyway? Pottery exist as their own entity, yes there may be similarities to others but that’s to be expected, and with this in mind Pottery sound just like themselves. Which in turn will make this debut one of those that music writers will uncontrollably make comparisons to in music that is to follow – it’s a classic in its own right.
This is not a debut that lacks anything, in fact quite the opposite, it’s teeming with excess and seizes every moment to overwhelm your ears
This is not a debut that lacks anything, in fact quite the opposite, it’s teeming with excess and seizes every moment to overwhelm your ears. From the almost convulsive drum beats of “Take Your Time”, that will see you into an Ian Curtis-esque jaw clenching jig – to the quivering breaths and cult like overtures in “Under the Wires”, every emotion felt through this body of work is felt to its absolute maximum, forcing you to submit every cell as it takes control of not only your limbs, but you’re soul too. Pottery have taken every culturally relevant band of the past 30 years, made them sit in a circle and jerk each other off onto their trusted soggy songbook, so a new child can emerge, a new wave with traits of those that have stood before and a sound that powerful it’ll sonically snap any condom that stands in its way, infecting a nation.
It’s rare for an album to encapsulate a live show without being a live album, Welcome to Bobby’s Motel hasn’t got a sterile studio finish, it’s a rough cut in its finest form, packed with that much excitement you’ll be walking funny for a week because you’ve been belting your way around that bedroom dancefloor for the past 40 minutes, destroying your shins against any table leg that stands before you. Whether it’s on the 13 mile stretch of land that makes up Montreal or bouncing around a basement in Salford, no amount of water surrounding these isles is capable of containing the immense sound that Pottery have honed in on through this album. So, let the sea wash over your body and succumb to what is Bobby’s Motel, is it home or is it hell?
Welcome to Bobby’s Motel is out now via Partisan Records