Halfway through Homesick, Sea Girls’ anger and frustration are starting to sound a bit thoughtful

At the first tones of opener hometown, you already know what to expect. A menacingly repeated bass note and the restrained vocals prepare you for an emotional outburst that is sure to follow in the chorus. When that presents itself, you’re in familiar territory: the crossroads of Bruce Springsteen glory and U2 bombast. And it is very effective. The twenty-somethings of British indie rock band Sea Girls have what it takes to represent that frustration, joy and anger of their generation on stage. With singer Henry Camamile in the starring role of a plaintive crying, misunderstood adolescent. The sing-a-long indie anthems of their debut two years ago have already been noticed by the English press. But halfway through this album, Homesick, it’s going to sound a bit contrived. The textual literalism goes against the grain. You have to hold on to friends very well (friends) and oh that monotonous repetition of the hopeless existence (Again Again† Most of the songs seem to be built according to a pattern of tension and release and then Sea Girls tends a bit towards template-like sturm und drang.