You know when a song, band, seems to perfectly fit, just mirrors what you are experiencing right at that moment, creating the soundtrack to what is running through you at that time. And what makes it all the more special is that it’s totally unexpected, and then that sound becomes attached to you in an indescribable way. This is exactly what happened to me when I heard Trust Fund's début EP 'Don't Let Them Begin'. Like them I'm Bristol-based and found myself having to kill a couple of hours, so I took myself to wander over and around the city finishing up near the Suspension Bridge. Every step, every corner turned, I found myself perfectly in sync with everything as Trust Fund played in my headphones. Beguiling, charming opener 'The Coolest Guy' effortlessly fell in step with me. Initially it is built upon nothing more than a lone voice and guitar, but it has warmth and a hypnotic quality that simply entrances. It would be lazy to deem Trust Fund "lo-fi", for when that voice and guitar are enhanced with greater instrumentation, it is as if a firework of sound has exploded; lightning through the song and lifting both it and you.
After that start, 'Complicate' hits you with a pure fuzzbomb shimmering guitar line. It recalls the classic alt-indie early '90s Boston scene (Dinosaur Jr, early Lemonheads, Sebadoh) and JAMC. But it is not retro throwaway and has a pulsating vibrancy that makes it utterly here and now. A great pop song wrapped in a coat of fuzzy, irresistible colours. Alas it's gone too fast. Then we rest a little with the tale of "her" that is 'iypd' (I can only guess what that may stand for). Trust Fund are primarily Ellis, and he is in possession of one of those perfect indie voices; a mutated evolution of Dylan and Young, fed through Wayne Coyne, blended with dashes of Sufjan Stevens and Windmill. Ellis' voice perfectly encapsulates his music, at once fragile yet intrinsically strong. 'iypd' is one of the most perfect teenage love songs that I have heard in a long time. You go back to lost hours in bedrooms, being quiet, fear of being caught, break-ups, make-ups, hoping it will never end. All this is told with delightful lyrical charm, and a simple strummed electric.
'We Both Apologise' starts with the most delicious line of "I'm sorry that you had to hear me play guitar for three hours and counting". And again you are taken into a world we all know so well. 'We Both…' is layered and full of sound and turns that make it one of the brightest songs here. It has an eccentric flow, but is no less wonderful for its quirks. The fuller sound continues with 'Outcrop'. Akin to Kurt Vile and Lou Barlow, this another song that just rewards and brightens your day. It's like the soundtrack to a day where the tramps are drinking champagne, all the lights are green and every girl smiles at you. For all it’s sparsity, 'Séance' is beguiling and breathtaking. Like Holy Fuck offshoot Dusted, 'Séance' fills you completely, you immerse yourself in its warmth, letting it cover you., cocooning you, and you never want to leave. And so to the closer of this sublime collection, 'Long Road'. It comes out like a '50s waltz in some Lynch-ian diner as they close up and everyone grabs each other, a mirrorball magically comes out of the ceiling and lights the room. An exquisite end to 'Don't Let Them Begin'. Trust Fund are at the start of a long road, and following this, they will have a long way to go.
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