Out 08/09/2014 on Rose Coloured Records. www.rosecoloured.com
"Aldershot has never been known as a hot bed of rock and roll but all that may change with the heartfelt indie of Twothirtytwo. Like some long lost relic from the era of Gene, they deliver what used to be called bedsit music for a new generation of lonely student types. Yes, grab your anorak, this is intellectual music.
It's also rather superb too and one listen to this EP will send you flying off to their Bandcamp page to purchase the rest of their catalogue and you may just find out that we have a bit of a treasure on our hands. Indie in it's traditional sense, once upon a time this band would have been huge.
'Bones' is a prime starter and offers the usual raincoat chords and morbid vocal delivery but all infused with a sense of joyful melancholy. It's almost like they enjoy being so droll and for a band who describes themselves as Morrissey being punched in the face by Bruce Springsteen whilst swinging from Ian Curtis' rope, they may just be right. Never has a description seemed so apt for a band.
'The Reprieve' shows their talent and building to a great chorus as the widescreen music behind it transcends it's rather humdrum origins to become something much more ethereal. The bass throbs as the jangling guitar colours the mood before the vocals once again begin their angry thrust. Completely riveting.
'Epitaph' is more of the same as it's grey start suddenly erupts into a gloriously colourful chorus before throwing you right back down into the gloom. It's like some bastardised version of any song Springsteen has ever recorded and offers a glimpse at what the great man could have sounded like if he came from the UK. There is a feeling of no holds barred as they plunge on with their song and all that matters is delivering it in their very own style.
The desperate title track 'The Hope We Had' is a much darker affair which thrives on it's insistent guitar solo. A tinkling keyboard melody drifts in before the sturm-un-drang of the chorus stomps into view once again. It's angry and foreboding and wails at the whole weight of the world. Editors may as well give up as they will never be this good.
To finish off we have an acoustic version of 'Wolves' which serves as a reminder that behind all the bluster lies an innate sense of songwriting and as the gong, well...gongs, the feeling that we may have someone really special is difficult to throw off. It's been a while since we've had a band which has caused intense devotion amongst the indie crowd but on the showing of this we may have our next saviours. Twothirytwo will end up being your favourite band after listening to this remarkable EP. This is one of the finds of the year". - Echoes & Dust