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Oedipus
Covetous

The Den Recorders (2008) Graham Isador

Oedipus – Covetous cover artwork
Oedipus – Covetous — The Den Recorders, 2008

Oedipus, a three piece making more noise than a three piece rightly should, manage the type of grandiose guitar rock both melodic and epic, while never coming across as trying too hard. Their latest EP, Covetous, offers seven over-sexed, balls out, tracks at a clock time of just under half an hour. Vocalist/bassist Jeremy Haffner's harmonic wail sets the band on an equal playing field to any radio-friendly group you'd find on your local "alternative" station, while the subtle use of keys put Oedipus in a position to get them there. With a steadily growing cult following, and an increasing reputation for an amazing live show, Oedipus are something to keep both eyes on.

Oedipus – Covetous cover artwork
Oedipus – Covetous — The Den Recorders, 2008

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