The Family Monroe combine retro nostalgic tones with a psyche smooth eruption of leather jacket cool and pink denim heartbreak. The London-Liverpool based two- piece artistically hone their music in to a well crafted scrapbook of aesthetically pleasing sonic amalgamations of past eras. Lyrically they are swimming depths of honest emotion, predominantly hat tipping to timeless teenage angst of by-gone years from the dark and damp warmth of a wet crevasse in Nick Cave’s heart.

Throughout the E.P the two ...