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• A slight, delicate release – our copy arrived with scratchy drawings of a hunchback, a pie and ‘a fox trying to build bridges’, reminiscent of Steve Bell’s condom-headed Cameron caricature. Welcome to the mind of Scott Whiteman, aka Egret Seacrow. Surrealist lyrics (toothless limpets, fear of trains, cricket analogies) are conveyed in reedy, plaintive tones. Gentle guitar tuned to sinister, Whiteman’s distant, warped intonations invoke the madness of dreams. Alongside come biotic keyboard drones from Carbie Twasp and quiet, unhurried drums from Helen Tarpic. Are these names real? We literally cannot say. No matter. ‘Imaginatively, A Silk Wasp’ has an awkward, etiolated charm – a wilful, thoughtful, lo-fi gem. (Mike White)
Copyright Mike White 2011
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‘Imaginatively, A Silk Wasp’ (LP, self-released)





















































































































































































































