Demo of the Week - DAVID CRONENBURG'S WIFE

AFTER slagging off folk music last week, I’m now moving onto something called Antifolk.
Right, let’s get the worst bit out of the way first. Called David Cronenberg’s Wife (after some dominoes player’s wife), they have already been cruelly dismissed by NME because of that alone.
My Ukranian Girlfriend and Runaway Pram (sang with a lisp: Wunaway Pwam) are the bizarre genius of seven-fingered Stockport-born Tom Mayne.
Dabbling in the kind of subjects polite society shies away from – disability, an Eastern European girlfriend whose “favourite dish is meat,” and, erm, not being able to… (I Couldn’t Get Off) – you can’t help but laugh.
But while the songwriting is entertaining – “There’s a universe out there/And you’re eating Bakewell tart” – the songs can be a bit repetitive and uninventive.
Oh Anorexic Girl – “I don’t need to see hips or thighs/ She never has the monthly curse” – is truly in bad taste, but I kind of like the lack of political correctness they adhere to. Brazenly uncorporate.
PS. They’re looking for a new guitarist.