Rock band Adult Leisure offers debut EP The Weekend Ritual
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Bristol-based melodic alt-indie four-piece Adult Leisure released their acclaimed debut EP The Weekend Ritual on December 2nd 2022.
After previously helping to usher in Bristol’s indie boom of the 2010s, guitarist David Woolford and bassist James Laing (Moon Club), vocalist and lyricist Neil Scott (Aztecs) and drummer Nathan Searle (Towers) came together to form this new project following a thirst to create during the pandemic, formed via countless video calls during the heart of 2020’s UK lockdown.
Their debut single ‘Things You Don’t Know Yet’ was released in March of 2022, championed by the likes of BBC Upload and God Is In The TV as a ‘mighty impressive debut offering’, followed up by their second single ‘Modern Son’ in July 2022 and their subsequent debut hometown show, a swift sell out, with rave reviews coming in from the likes of Bristol Gig Guide.
Their debut EP The Weekend Ritual was written, recorded and produced by the band themselves in its entirety and mixed by Ollie Searle. With their signature jangly guitar swells, heartfelt vocals, and heart-on-sleeve subject matter, this is Adult Leisure truly announcing themselves as a band not to be missed.
Reflecting on the EP, the band state, “we’ve always wanted to produce an honest and homegrown debut selection of songs which both showcases our ability as musicians, but also keeps in line with our honest grassroots style. We wanted people to hear us with no filter or 3rd party influence. In an industry where so much is insincere, we wanted to give people us and us alone.”
Prior to the EP’s release came its leading single Control, released on November 18th. Combining gorgeous melodies, infectious choruses and glistening guitar lines that would make Johnny Marr blush, Control is a tale of tortured love, yet sugary sweet from start to finish.
Speaking about the inspiration behind the single the band state, “Control focuses around an immeasurable love to which it’s clear the object of affection isn’t the wisest choice, yet still the lover is drawn ever closer, due to the overwhelming presence the recipient of their adoration has within their life.
They are the drug they can’t seem to pry themselves away from. They are hell, yet they are home and this is the battle the lover is having with themselves.”