Description
Shiny pop with an existential/scientific underbelly - spoken word crypto-fantasy meets smooth glamour, Bobby Zodiac and The Clairvoyants have created their own world, populated by grinning puppets and men in gold jackets, of rusting mirror balls and vomit-drenched fairgrounds, where everyone is welcome.
They serve the kind of heart-stopping thrills you get from Sparks, with the sneer of Sleaford Mods or Baxter Dury, and channel the street-soiled mysticism of Lawrence.
Bobby Zodiac and Jimmy Clairvoyant's self-titled debut album was recorded in living rooms during 2024. Contrary and contradictory, Bobby and Jimmy pick and choose from their favourite genres - punk, prog, disco and pop - probing to find the sweet spot between the serious and absurd, swirling the waters of amateur and auteur.
Based in London, Bobby Zodiac and the Clairvoyants sing about being abducted by aliens, 1980s video nasties and Jean-Paul Sartre. It's all done with relentless optimism and a retro-futuristic energy, held together with string.
Each song is a sugar rush of twinkling synths, disco pedal steel guitar and wide-eyed, semi-spoken vocals. Every track could be a hit parade topper if there was still such a thing as a hit parade, but at the heart of all the band's tunes, there is deep intent. Untrammelled emotion and sincerity. Tattered hearts. Charity shop soul.
And, of course, Bobby Zodiac and the Clairvoyants have their own theme song.