Our Song of the Day comes from three-piece band Cove Hithe who I presume have taken their name from the very small hamlet on the North Sea coast of Suffolk, the county they hail from. Helen has already touched on the magic of coastal places this week in her review of M.G. Boulter and Samantha Whates’ The Boatswain’s Manual. These coastal areas often have that feeling of a remote wilderness, a feeling I really love, it seeps into your soul after spending time there. The music of Cove Hithe is similar…it offers the perfect retreat from a fast-paced world, quite and serene, filled with harmonies and sighs, music to watch waves by before you collect driftwood and pebbles for your return home with that lingering memory.
This is When The Rain Dries Up from their debut 10″ record, 1. Your Ground Is My Earth.
COVE HITHE IN THREE EASY PIECES
1. Diving out of the son of a previous incantation, Cove Hithe fly out of the far East (Suffolk County) and come hither to redefine the close-formation sighing in mere seconds, if not thirds and fifths.
2. Barely an instrument touches their sides, they are young, free (and for that, read: cheap) and singled out; three people hitting, plucking, bowing and sighing, often at the same time.
3. They are the last gasps of a dying battery, the lost TV remote control, the unidentified item in the bagging area, the exact change.
their debut 10″ record, 1. Your Ground Is My Earth.