Album Review

Go Audio – Made Up Stories

• 29th Apr 2009

Melody, rhythm, controlled desperation and a self pitying lyrical pounce encapsulates the reasons for the growing popularity of the sauntering South East England five troupe, Go Audio and, this is just the self-titled opener to this delving debut album.

A slight American High School rock vibe is fattened out by robust bass lines and a mildly spacey touch with arty electro undercurrents, something that the more rugged emo skirting Adam Lazzara vocal touching ‘Brake! Brake’, draws out. Stirring low-key electro slanted interludes illuminates this tale of failure and dejection.

Latest single, ‘Drive To The City’ represents this James Mathews’ fronted quintet at their most mainstream rocking, catchy chorus using best, but even then there is no false sentiment or any real forcedness to the them. The lyrical dejection and sentimental tendencies of this feral group is contained in ‘This Is Isn’t Hollywood’;

“Every now and then I’m haunted by the same things, what I could of done and how I
Could have changed things? Standing here before you makes me wanna hold you; And not let go.”

A dawdling power ballad is a must for this sort of album and, Mathew’s does a good line in the forlorn drawn out vocal range and the whirling electro element gives ‘Save Me Now’ an edge over some of the songs of this cut.

Sincerity also still bleeds out of the vocals and in the creaking guitars. Although, they do labour the forlornness as it trickles on through the key-led ‘I’m With You’, it is difficult to get away from the fact that a more robust offering at this stage, would have given the album a little more spice and intrigue. Still, there is definitely a likable genuine edge to Go Audio and the well timed backing vocals helps this offering, by giving it a catchy, pleading extra strand.

The cycliclal rhythm of bounding, defiant high school rock anthem ‘So Quiet You Were’, keeps the anxiety and catchy touch-paper a light and whilst having youthful appeal. Go Audio has managed to conjure up a debut album that will provide those who like to wallow in the lyrics and people wishing to bound around like a sex starved flea, equal ammunition to satisfy their needs.