French quartet Siniave achieve the Indie brittle sensitivity to perfectlion on second EP Super 45 T.. So weak, in the way that John Cale described Jonathan Richman, that they seem they might be about to snap.
There are four songs here, all splendidly reminiscent of the golden, classic Rock & Roll lineage, whether it be Suicide or The Pastels, or Gainsbourg and Bardot, they make a very good argument for French being every much as evocative language for this stuff as English is. Perhaps even better..
The kind of record it would be an absolute joy to discover when you were Sixteen. Sounds pretty great at fifty six.