Norton are an indie rock band from Castelo Branco, Portugal. I’ve never visited the southern European country, but now I have a reason to. First thing I’d do, visit the band members of Norton and eat copious amounts of bacalhau, sardines and cheese and get drunk on Vinho do Douro and Ginjinha. I’d then get the group to play one of their hits — possibly Two Points or even their new single, Passengers. Either one, I’d join in. Actually, no, I wouldn’t. When I sing, cats cry, dogs flee, and my wife punches my arm. I deserve it. Please don’t call the domestic abuse helpline.
Yes, Norton are one hell of a band. Formed in 2002, they have released four studio albums and, pardon my English, a shit load of singles, EPs and compilation albums. They’ve been busy boys. Busy indeed. Some would say they need a rest; I would disagree. I need more of their music in my life. Thankfully, and as previously mentioned, they’ve just released a new single, Passengers, and it’s as beautiful as Pedro Afonso’s face. Can I kiss you, Pedro? Sorry, I apologise. It’s the drink talking.
Quick, press play again. I need to divert the attention by reviewing Passengers. Where was I? Oh yes, their new single is lovely. It’s one of those songs you have to dance to in a nightclub with your mates. You all have to experience that special moment when the track kicks in, and your friend freaks out and starts showcasing unusual leg and arm movements. Unfortunately, he/she accidentally hits a fellow mover, and you get kicked out of the club. Naughty, naughty.
That scenario ruined the night, but Passengers would definitely get it back on track. It’s a happy-go-lucky song with hypnotising vocals, upbeat and feisty electronic notes, and spine-tingling guitar riffs. I really enjoyed listening to this single, and I’ll be sharing it amongst my friends. Probably won’t play it when I’m around Emma. Her dance moves scare everyone.
Passengers is taken off Heavy Light, Norton’s fifth album (out soon), and I can’t wait to hear it. Lads, please send it my way. I need a record to dance to. It’s too cold in the UK, and I can’t afford central heating. Cheers.
