I saw Slow Club playing a chair once. It dropped to bits after a few percussive blows. Rebecca (singer/drums/Habitat's worst nighmare) then asked one of support band members to come and hold it together whilst she finished belting ten shades of shit out of its pathetic wooden frame.
You see, Slow Club are a little bit adorable. The fact that Rebecca also claims to be a massive Rod Steward fan just about takes them to then point of jellybaby affection: you just want to bite off their heads, they're that darn cute. I HATE the word cute, but I'm failing to find anything else which expresses that urgent fondness you sometimes get for something.
Slow Club - seals may not like them, but I love them.
Slow Club have quite a few dates in April and May across the land.
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