Lazy strumming of guitar set against sparse drumming and wonderfully droning vocals it's almost like they're back together. I can forgive this whole-heartedly though because The Strokes were a band where every member provided an integral key to the music created and because deep down, after Julian, Fab was always my favourite. A bit like when Pete and Carl spun away from each other and produced bands which had similar elements to the Libertine sound but developing and honing their own talents 'Little Joy' have their own sound entwining the Strokes vibe.
Proving not to want to jump into the lime-light too readily there are two other major components to Little Joy in the shape of Binki Shapiro and Rodrigo Amarante. Taking over the vocals and various other instruments this really does feel like a band rather than a side-project for Fab.
And to call themselves 'Little' Joy is an understatement- their songs a full of joy. The kind that lights up summer days and winds down the winter nights. Unfortunately they've released their debut as the winter draws in and so lolling around the garden, cocktail in hand and sun shining down whilst pumping out their music isn't possible. Although on the flip side their Californian laid-back pop does bring those elements to the brittle winter months so all is well.
Songs like "No One's Better Sake" use disjointed, 60's infused synth and sparse drumming with lethargic vocals which turns the whole thing into a reggae infused affair (possibly not on purpose) whereas "How to Hang a Warhol" takes simplistic guitar riffs and wraps the whole thing into a bundle of indie fun. It's sort of like The Thrills or She & Him combined with an hint of Belle and Sebastian. It's possibly "Don't Watch Me Dancing" though which is their most beautiful endeavour as Binki's understated vocals take control and the melodic guitar carries the simple lullaby of the song. In the same way "Unattainable" takes the same melancholy music tinged with heartfelt lyrics which evokes the 1970's folk infusion. It's songs like these which take away the Strokes element and show the band off to their best.
Their music is so laid back it's almost horizontal, but who cares? Hooks a'plenty and filling the void left by the Strokes rather nicely it's undemanding of it's listeners and allows the sunshine pop of yesteryear to transport you to a happier, sunnier place than England in December. Lovely!