“He’d measure rainfall, wouldn’t he?”
Dare: try to say it five times fast. The Seal Cub Clubbing Club, who reside in Wirral, England just outside of Liverpool, are probably the most eccentric bunch of non-eccentrics I’ve ever had the pleasure of listening to. The ultra kitschy moniker, which I’ve slowly grown to both love and appreciate, and the wonderfully bizarre cover art, though not entirely reflective of the music contained therein, are somehow inexplicably befitting. The band’s newly released Super Science Fiction disc intermixes strangely operatic and epic flights of fancy with familiar pop/rock instrumentation.