Another song has been sent my way, and the excitement is palpable. I drool all over my mouse, as I click play and What’s In Your Head by Manalishi is a go. It opens with a guitar riff that reminds me of mashing X on a PlayStation controller to question a shady character on L.A. Noire; that moment the detective lays out how the crime was done, solving it all, and the suspect cracks. I got you this time, Mrs Pepperton! You DID steal the apples!
I’ve already been lured in by the track when the drums of Luke Moloney, the bass of Josh Urpi, and vocals of Dom Strett come crawling in like my mum at 4 am after she’s been on the lash (don’t laugh – it’s a serious problem). I’m bopping about, and I feel very cool; imagine a boxer about to go out to the ring for a big fight. I shadowbox a bit. I duck and dive against an invisible opponent, then realise my curtains are open, and my neighbours are all laughing. But the joke is on them – I’m listening to the fantastic music of Manalishi, and they don’t even know it was me who posted dog turds through their letterbox.
Then everything kicks off. Manalishi aren’t messing about! I feel as if I’ve gone from my quiet quarantine to the middle of a war zone; this is all a bit intense. Fortunately for my thumping heart, What’s In Your Head goes a bit calmer, and I get a little break before it goes hard again, sprinkling a bit of distorted guitar into the mix. It feels like it’s all building to something, with the line “no, I never, never knew” being repeated over and over. What didn’t you know, Dom? We find out when the words “what’s in your head” are screamed. They did it! They said the title of the song IN the song! It’s the cherry on top, and I feel thoroughly spoilt.
Well, just call me a Manalishi-an, because I’m hooked and red-faced from all the jumping about to this tune. And you will be too. Proving punk-rock is alive and well, What’s In Your Head is out April 4th.