Alamo Race Track

Songs by Alamo Race Track sound like the most beautiful accidents. Lifted for a moment from the predictability of everyday life. It is only a matter of working watches until the natural beauty of debut Birds At Home will reach several households. Three years to be precise. Black Cat John Brown travels the world. The song. The clip shot in the dressing room of Tivoli. And the album. In 2006, the coolest indie simply comes from the Netherlands. College rock is done. The Britpop revival has yet to begin. But Alamo's time has come.

For five years we dance to The Northern Territory and Lee J. Cobb Is Screaming A Lot . And just when the feet start to hurt, there is the contemplative Unicorn Loves Deer . A string here, a wind instrument there, a slower tempo and always someone to talk to. Frontman Ralph Mulder shakes off the leaves and burns all his paten. He hangs on the cross for us. With the fourth album Hawks , Alamo Race Track also offers the listener a Safe House. Songs to live in. No more drudgery.