Jim Auton

You can imagine the black bedecked members of bar italia hiding away in the Mallorca studio they recorded The Twits in, shutters closed, no lights on, horizontal slits of sun creating a barrier across the room, a mild February Balearic breeze drifting in, a broken spined, battered copy of Roald Dahl’s story about a revolting couple who hate the world and washing themselves opened face down on the floor, dust floating in the air. Not that the four members look unkempt.

It feels like Bleach Lab have been around for longer than they actually have. The warped reality of the beginning of the decade makes it seem we’re more than three years in, but the band have crammed a lot into that time. Not many bands decide to release their debut LP after three EPs in little over two years (two in six months) but you get the impression this was part of the grand plan or an exercise in honing their craft.

For a band that have barely been active for a year, Bored Marsh have been causing a fuss. Two singles down now, it’s still very early days, they haven’t played a gig outside Nottingham but there seems to be a certain je ne sais quoi. For a band in such an embryonic state, let’s start at the very recent beginning. “There’s a shopping centre in Nottingham built in the ’60s called the Broad Marsh, so it’s a play on words with that. People from Nottingham will know.