Vanity Box Review
With a drop of red wine down my Daz white vest, I cobble together my glasses and little black book.
Finding a space behind the bar of the (perks of the job) I note the surroundings. The Cobden View Pub has partially wooden walls adorned with baseball caps from every castle, country and football club known to the modern man. In front of me on a bar stool, and decorated with a string of pearls and lace, sits an 80+ year old woman, who with the impatience of a fresher awaiting a jager bomb shouts with regard to the sound engineer “Has he got it right yet!? C’mon man!” lying to rest the fears of bass and vocalist Matthew Moult, who earlier hoped they “weren’t too loud”.
Before Vanity Box take their many amps to stage, a duo accompanied by a cello and an acoustic guitar finish up their set. The mood is probably slightly more sombre than the indie rock band is used to and deserve, but with a change to the lighting sequence the inked rockers from Nottingham soon change that.
Danny Bradbury hidden safely behind a drum set, probably from fear of ‘shop fitting’ themed ramblings, beats the drum as if he has just caught them making a sly move on his missus. The beat sets a bass for the rest of the band, who offer a platter of anthemic power chords, jangly guitars and rough ‘n’ ready vocals from the undeniably talented Tom Chambons. The band battle through song after song each with signature upbeat chords courtesy of John Wesley and his fellow men, forming a trifle-like layering of musical goodness. The lyrics could do with an injection of quirkiness to keep up with their inventive sound. But with this being said, the band shows a stack of potential as recognized by BBC Introducing and our firm favourites Sound of Guns.
Vanity Box’s EP ‘These Are The Times’ is available now on iTunes.
Words by Briony Gaffer.