The Best Indie Songs of 2015 - Carl Barat and The Jackals

Carl Barat and the Jackals have a fucking belter here with A Storm Is Coming (Jan’15). There are crunchy rhythm guitars, straight out of The Clash's London Calling days, and a killer chorus to a very English indie rock track.

 

 

 

Not just punky A Storm Is Coming bears the hallmarks of the greatest hits of ‘Cool Britannia’.

 

“I don’t mind, I know a storm is coming

Things won’t ever be the same again

I won’t run this time, it has to be now or never”

 

 
A Storm Is Coming is off the Carl Barat and The Jackal's debut album Let It Reign (Feb’15). Yes Barat does have a few under his belt.
Let It Reign is an album NME described as crackling“with delinquent fervour and lyrical punch” as they wiped come off their sycophantic chins with relish. Rolling Stone said it was a "call to arms" while they beat themselves off in a frenzy. While other cynics have said it's a bit 'meh'.

Shit you need to know:

The drummer was in a Swindon wedding band before he got the call up into the band.

Carl Barat supported the Sex Pistols back in his Libertines days.

The Black Keys drummer once said Carl Barat looks like a prick and there was no one else he would rather “punch in the face”.

Carl Barat is good friends with one of the godfathers of punk Mick Jones, who produced both of the Libertines albums, the first a debut UK number one.

Carl Barat rips them off to the Velvet Underground, The Clash, Nirvana and The Doors. With the usual caveat, to name but a few.

You mustn’t go past Glory Days if you are looking for more crackers from Carl Barat and the Jackals.

It's Glory Days end of fucking story.

 

Stirring the porridge goes to the London indie rock band The Rifles and the genius of Heebie Jeebies (2013). Heebie Jeebies  is as English as clinging onto former triumphs and yet at the same time inspiring straight up, couldn't happen anywhere else in the world, transcendental fuckin magic.

Here is an ode to getting pissed.

 

“Get a call from Tel and I don't know your brother
Said we met last night about ten to three
And put the world to rights in a minute on an empty street”