So twees’re not good, then. I suspected as much.
As I write, that Smiths/John Lewis cover is on course to spend a sixth week in the top 40. I can sort of understand people watching the advert on Youtube, affected by the cloying sentimentalism, but actually buying the song and listening to it independently thereof? Eurgh, no. What I think is driving the nu-twee / advertising phenomenon is this – Skinner-style association. This exact thing happened with Ellie Goulding’s ‘Your Song’ last year – icky heart-string pulling advert, cooed over by (largely, let’s face it) women of a certain age who then propel the record chartwards. They like the advert, it makes them feel soppy, the song reminds them of the advert, the song alone comes to trigger the (desired) soppy feeling. Basic determinism. I would vigorously contest the opinion upthread that this is being bought by hipsters – you could argue that it is being created by hipsters, but the target demographic is the same as Adele / Duffy / Mumford / Ellie Goulding – women over 25. Look at the adverts these songs get attached to, they’re usually for cosmetics/clothes shops/lifestyle/interiors. A pretty, soft ditty to match a pretty, aspirational item. The music matches the lifestyle that’s being sold – a clean, safe, unthreatening one free of danger and uncertainty. Witness this recent Matalan advert – they’ve reworked N-Trance’s ‘Set You Free’ into a lilting, gentle ballad (and conspicuously removed the line that mentions ecstasy, natch):
That said, though, this music didn’t just spring into life solely to soundtrack adverts. Much has been said of Belle and Sebastian in this thread, and I apportion no blame to them, though they are plainly one of the key antecedents. I was having a think about it, and I believe Cat Power casts a massive shadow over this whole sound. She was the first, that I can recall, to really popularise this half-sung, half-whispered, coy delivery of lyrics – partly to mask the relatively limited range of her voice (which is perfectly fine, but that’s another argument) and partly because it suited the stripped-back arrangement of her songs. I’d say that she isn’t entirely twee – as with B&S, there’s a bruised, knowing worldly-wise quality to her lyrics – but her infantilised, faux-innocent vocal style was gleefully pounced on and emulated by endless uninspired singer-songwriters/cover version hacks as an excuse to not be able to sing or play that well, and churn out guff. I’d list Feist, Ellie Goulding and even Bat For Lashes as proponents of this cracked, timid vocal style, for instance, all of them feted by the music press, and that critical weight filters through to the ‘creatives’ making decisions about what to use on adverts and so forth. I think that the starting point for this whole trend is this song:
I’m astonished that only Pattycakes has experienced the true horror that is Pomplamoose. The rest of you have got off lightly thus far. This video sums up everything that’s wrong with the nu-twee phenomenon. I’ll let you watch it yourself before I complain at length, good luck if you can make it to the end.
This effortlessly antagonises, it’s as if they’ve deliberately tried to shoehorn in as many death-inviting mannerisms as possible. Removing all the sex and blackness from Beyonce’s original, and grinning gormlessly as you do so, is either guilelessly naïve or an act of bulletproof cuntishness, on the part of both artist and listener. I presume the defence is that “it’s cute and harmless and like, jeez, dude, why are you getting so upset? They’re just having fun!”. Bollocks to that, though. This is like Stepford Wives music – shorn of any threat, sexuality and rough edges. (By rough edges, I mean anything damaged or unsettling – being played shambolicly on cheap instruments does not constitute ‘rough’, it’s so affected and considered.) I don’t see how it is fun, it’s depressing if anything. With all these ‘nu-twee’ songs, and especially the covers, the aim seems to be reducing everything to a cuddly, infantilised, knowingly shambolic, asexual jangle. Obviously these people are aware of other music, hence the cover versions, but it seems that in their eyes, making it cosy and twee makes it better.
I tend to think, especially in the case of Pomplamoose, they must have led a ridiculously cosseted lifestyle of non-stop praise and indulgence to have the sheer brass balls to even consider that this is an acceptable thing to do. The sort of kids who were rewarded with sweets for every half-assed song they sang to Grandma or for every time they did a dance at Christmas, and hence have never been told ‘no’. The coyness, the batted eyelashes, the winsome ‘aren’t I cute?’ preening of the video, ugh. That said, I don’t doubt that they’ve been called cunts to their faces a hundred times over – I certainly would if I ever met them – but it I imagine it just encourages them further. It’s like John Eden said earlier, there’s a kind of aggressive sensitivity at play, a sort of ‘fuck the haters’ expressed by being ever more whimsical and smiley and gentle and cute; and it’s enough to make you set up a fake publishing company purporting to be branching into soundtracks and asking for their address so you can send them royalty cheques and then going round there and raining death from a helicopter gunship until even their dental records are obliterated.
Nearly 9 million people have watched that 'Single Ladies' cover version on Youtube. I weep for the future.