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Gumshoes have a bee in their bonnet on new album

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Bugs Forever

Every Tuesday, the Sounding Board is a space for a short-ish review of a recent-ish release and conversations about new-to-you music. We’ll get things started with a write-up about a newer, likely under-heard album, and invite you to share your music musings in the comments.

For the past few years, the arrival of a new year has also meant a new album from Gumshoes, the name U.K. singer-songwriter Sam Sparks uses to release delightfully off-kilter bedroom-recorded pop.1

This year’s LP is Bugs Forever, and it’s a sunny-sounding collection of uptempo chamber pop that spends its runtime ruminating on a subject that might be on many minds in 2025: doomsday. End times are nigh on every song on the album, which could be oppressive if it wasn’t for the album’s other major defining feature.

As Bugs Forever‘s title suggests, there’s an entomic slant to things, and each of its dozen songs assumes the perspective of a different bug.2 It’s an odd, and per Gumshoes “unbearably whimsical” idea on paper, but it makes some sense. Swarms are shorthand for pestilence and doom; in life, and especially in death, a variety of bugs feed on us; and famously cockroaches are destined to outlive humanity. So why not mix a little Jonathan Richman with Hieronymus Bosch? 3 The end result is basically an album where every song is “Doctor Worm” by They Might Be Giants and also about the end of the world.4

Bugs Forever is relentlessly twee in its sonic sensibilities, and Sparks employs some of the brightest sounds possible to render its apocalyptic visions.5 On its title track, the sound of a boisterously tolling bells preempts a chorus of “One more body on the side of the road / One more city gone cold / Bugs forever! / One more generator under the snow / One more fire to go / Bugs forever! / It never happens any other way.” Musically, it could pass for a modern Christmas carol. Lyrically, it’s a Cormac McCarthy scene.

“Bad Omens,” a deliriously catchy album highlight, might have an even larger gulf between its lyrical and musical contents. It’s a song from the perspective of a locust working through the reality that they are a small part of a voracious whole and destined for a brief, damaging existence. The existential dread is set to a jaunty key melody that sounds like sped-up Allen Toussaint, or an extra-frantic Phoenix and belted out with soaring self-harmonies. While “Bad Omens” is maybe the most extreme example of shiny sounds meeting a gloomy subject on Bugs Forever, that “Hey Ya!”-esque discordance is the album’s default setting from the drunken sway of opener “Cockroach Song” to the stately sort-of-waltz of mosquito-minded closing track, “Suckers.”6

How well this works over the course of an album is going to depend on your sonic sweet tooth. Instrumentation, tempo and vocal delivery are varied enough that the songs decidedly do not suffer from sameness.7 However, Bugs Forever is ceaselessly bright and commercial jingle levels of catchy. On a full listen-through, some listeners could find it assaultive and pesky, like a musical cloud of gnats. Meanwhile, for those who crave hooks above all else, this album will handedly scratch that itch.

  1. Previous early January releases include Cacophony and Dreadnought, Dreadnought. ↩︎
  2. Those bugs in order, per the lyrics on Bandcamp, are cockroach, dung beetle, locust, pill bug, moth, cicada, spiders, worms, cryptids, flies, firefly and mosquitoes. ↩︎
  3. Gumshoes lays it out on Bandcamp.”The end is nigh. Isn’t it always? The bombs fell, or the ice melted, or somebody opened a forbidden seal. One of those I think. Well, what does it matter. The last of the last breaths are mere fumes now. There’s a maggot in every heart, a worm in every skull, and ants running convoys in each artery. Time’s true love is decay, and decay is bug country. They will inherit the earth. Bugs Forever.” ↩︎
  4. This is meant as sincere praise. “Doctor Worm” rules. It’s an inner-circle TMBG track, and not just in my estimation. The eminently reliable They Might Be Wiki rates it as the Johns’ sixth best song — in a virtual tie for fifth. To save you a click, No.1 through No.5: “Birdhouse In Your Soul,” “Ana Ng,” “Don’t Let’s Start,” “She’s An Angel,” “They’ll Need A Crane.” ↩︎
  5. Whether that’s pejorative is entirely subjective, and I could see this being a polarizing listen. Personally, I admire the sincerity and was charmed by this album. ↩︎
  6. It’s a song that is at the exact intersection of John Donne and Summer Fiction. I’d like to build a home there. ↩︎
  7. It’s wild that this project is posted to a Bandcamp page that includes an open call for production help. It’s both ambitious and slick-sounding. ↩︎