Daisy Durham, her sister Kitty and her brother Lewis have been hanging around on the periphery of the big-time for a good while now. Resembling the imaginary love-children of Elvis and Greta Garbo, the inordinately talented, precocious teen trio were signed to the Sunday Best label in 2005. A million live shows later, the bands are finally poised to release their debut album, which promises to be a joyous jumping bean of a record, oozing with hillbilly, blues, and old-fashioned R&B.
Slide guitar, drums, mouth organ, harmonica, piano, double bass – the lesson of Kitty, Daisy and Lewis is if you can’t play it, learn it, and turn up to your next gig a pro. Or get your mum and dad to master the required instrument, as the north London teenagers decided to do. Live gigs guarantee an instrument-swapping, swinging party for all – and look out for the grooviest parental partnership of all time in the background.
A well-appointed album launch at the 100 Club on Wednesday is sold out, but you can catch the dark-eyed, gap-toothed beauties at an instore gig at Pure Groove records in Clerkenwell at six-thirty sharp tonight. A guaranteed sartorial feast featuring fishnets, sharp retro suits, high-waisted shorts and dresses fit for Marilyn, these teens were working 50s throwback when it was a mere twinkle in the eye of a Philip Green revival. If you want to be slapped round the chops by a hillbilly hoedown, head to see them before they take over the whole darn universe.