The Début Album
Making a Candy Apple isn't as easy as you might think, it takes an exact amount of time to caramelise the sugar, add the colouring, and then coat the Apples. The photographer was arriving at 4pm to get the shots for the artwork and we still didn't have a red Candy Apple. We had plenty of brown ones but not the classic red one. Every time we thought we had it, we'd burn the sugar again. Finally at 3.58pm, we completed a perfect batch of bright red Candy Apples. We set up our 30 Golden Delicious and our single Candy Apple and Stuart Westwood did a beautiful job making them shine.
Review By Paul Kerr
While much of Scots Americana pays homage to the likes of The Byrds and Alex Chilton with twelve strings jangling and melodies oozing with power pop chords some newer bands are looking elsewhere for their inspiration. This is probably most evident with the latest “next big thing,” Kassidy, who namecheck the Laurel Canyon sound as a primary influence. In a similar vein Full Tonne Kid, hailing from that small piece of America that is Bellshill, have a freewheelin’ acoustic blues based sound that owes more to the likes of Steve Stills and Delaney and Bonnie than Big Star. Country blues and gospel influences are well to the fore on their forthcoming EP which showcases five songs that recall the halcyon days of blue eyed hippies getting back to the country and their country roots.
A four piece consisting of Gary Carmichael and Colin Fullerton on vocals and guitars, Bryan Ferrie, bass and Damian McLaughlan on drums they have a wicked sense of humour if you read their bios on their website where they create some fantastical forebears. Proof of the pudding however is in the music and this is delivered with a confident swagger. With vocals that recall Sal Valentino from Stoneground, muscular and ingrained with a Southern soul feel, Carmichael and Fullerton sing with feeling, you would never imagine these guys don’t live in Louisiana or some such place. The guitars snarl and slide to great effect and from the countdown that introduces “A Stranger” to the final notes of “Tell My Woman” this is a nice slice of country rock. The standout song is “Catch Me if You Can” where some excellent harmonica and a swamp driven beat proves that you don’t have to come from the South to have the bayou blues.Have a look at the band here, the EP will be available there soon. In the meantime here’s Catch Me if You Can.
Review By Peter McGee
In recent years, a plethora of British neo-country acts have surfaced, often providing a pleasant alternative to the now-waning indie rock obsession of the ‘00s. Full Tonne Kidd are one such act. “Candy Apple” is an absorbing debut release from the Glasgow-based quartet.
Intrinsic to the success of this album is the band’s overall ability to keep it simple while not losing the listener’s attention. Lyrical and vocal duties are split between Gary Carmichael and Colin Fullerton, who both manage to pull off an authentic mock-country drawl. “Catch Me If You Can” is early evidence of the winning formula.
There’s a cute irony in saying that “Winter” has a cosy feel to it but this breezy slow-burner has a warmth to it that will become more and more apparent as the year reaches its coldest point. By contrast, “Show Me the Money” has a countrified swagger to it that could be conducive to future bar room brawls. From Dallas to Dalmarnock, it’s all the bloody same, isn’t it?
“Every Muscle” reaches bluesy territory, taking a welcome change of pace with some nice slide guitar to be heard, while “Outside Looking In” paints a potentially unpleasant scene in comic fashion. Once again, Fullerton’s vocals play a big part in the song’s appeal. Finally, “Rock Bottom” goes full-on electric, with Carmichael and Fullerton sharing vocal duties as they bring down the curtain.
A true cynic might lament the absence of a duet with a female vocalist but with such a strong vocal showing already captured, such a happening may only have been considered a bonus. “Candy Apple” is quite the treat, though more food for the ears than for the mind or mouth. Get it bought.