Policy EP

by Doxy

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Doxy recorded a four track EP in a shed in a sea of bungalows with a cul de sac on two wet Mondays, one with April showers and one without, over 14 hours in Hive Studios, Kilcoole, Co.Wicklow with Eoin Whitfield from the band Enemies.

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Doxy - Pistachios
(www.youtube.com/watch?v=KxlFgPYRj1w).

Doxy -In A Huff With Tantrums (www.youtube.com/watch?v=82L76ejCrBw)

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From www.anewbandaday.com
Doxy: Trademark Headwear Needed
29 SEPTEMBER 2011 WRITTEN BY JOE SPARROW

I’m pinning the Hopes Of A Nation on Doxy, a brilliantly upbeat and stupendously charming band from Kilcoole.

Doxy told me that they thought their favourite song was Pistachios, but I respectfully disagree – it’s actually the dizzyingly poised, endlessly delicate Suggestion Box:

I often wonder how a song as airy, seamless and fully-formed as this one comes about – they seem beamed in from elsewhere, the band merely a conduit. Perhaps that’s how it actually came together. Maybe we’ll never know. Maybe we never should.


From goldenplec.com/policy-policy-ep/
Review: Doxy – Policy EP
IN REVIEWS / BY KEVIN DONNELLAN / ON AUGUST 15, 2012 AT 2:28 PM /

Remember when discovering a band came with an air of mystery? Seeing a group play live and having to walk around asking other people at the gig who this great support act were? Or hearing a song once – just once – on the radio (generally the old, pirate Phantom) and not resting til you discovered who came up with this piece of genius? And from there on you would be evangelical about said band. Telling everyone you knew about them until they either made it, in which case you could rest easy, or they sank without a trace, allowing you to bemoan how unfair the music industry was. Maybe you don’t remember that, maybe these are the rose-tinted rantings of child of the eighties.

Of course we can still discover new bands, but there isn’t a challenge to it anymore. Don’t know who the band are on stage? A quick google search will sort that out. Hadn’t heard that song before? Shazam away. Want to tell everyone about your news favorite band? Facebook and tweet away complete with link to their album. It’s a fool’s game trying to decide whether this new landscape for consuming music is better or worse – it’s just different – but sometimes it’s easy to get nostalgic.

Which in a roundabout way brings us to a debut E.P from Wicklow band Doxy, which is currently available for free download. Getting the E.P out to the public is no bother at all anymore. There’s no handing out CD’s, rationing the amount you give to the mother because you know she’s not going to be giving them to anyone with more than a polite interest in the band. It’s easier and better than it was and yet it’s still as hard as ever to gain any traction. How many links do you click on a day? How many articles or video do you read or watch or half-read and half-watch? How often do you actually listen to a brand new E.P by a new, unknown act from start to finish? And there’s so much to listen to? Is it that there are more bands now or just more ways we hear about them? Where do we start?

Like eating an elephant, the trick is to tackle it one bite at a time. So Doxy; how are they? They’re promising. You can project all sorts of fantasies onto a band from their debut release: imaging what they could be like. It’s one of the best things about listening to new music. And what could be imagined with these four lads from Wicklow? You could imagine lead vocalist Robert Black’s vocals being spat out to great acclaim in a small, sweaty club, his muttered, punkish delivery undercut by a pleasing fragility. You could imagine the guitar work that delivers five compact, well structured tracks escalating into imaginative jams when played live. You could imagine a lot of people being very pleased they went to see Doxy play live. So go listen to Doxy when you get a chance. There’s a lot of new music out there to get through but these lads from Kilcoole are as good a place to start as anywhere.Lovely, excellent, and wistful.

From:www.eyeseesound.tv Edition 3
''Doxy sound like they were influenced by the best bits of the early 80s.... raw energy, intelligent melodies and lyrics and the rough round the edges sound of the Wedding Present".

From: Music Review Unsigned October 2011

"Delivered in a way that would make Postman Pat happy, this takes the biscuit".

From: Music Review Unsigned December 2012
Doxy ::: Policy EP
Louise Wood 10.12.12

Doxy are a recently formed, four-piece guitar band who have just released their debut self-titled EP which features five songs. The band is best described as being a mix of indie, alternative and rock with a punk-like edge.
 
Suggestion Box is a really catchy tune and is reminiscent of up-tempo bands like Vampire Weekend. Pistachios features powerful drums and melodic guitars, and has a good chorus with intriguing lyrics such as, “haunted house of a brain”. Sex Scenes, Tongue Rest is another up-tempo, audibly pleasing song along the lines of The Strokes and is my pick of the featured tracks. In A Huff with Tantrums has excellent guitars and bass and has an edgy punk sound as well as thought-provoking lyrics like, “for the heart has its reason, which reason knows nothing of”. No Kissing is the last of the five songs on the EP and calls to mind alternative giants such as The Smiths. Each of the songs provoke foot-tapping of the best kind.
 
For a debut EP, it is rather good and features unique vocals along with excellent instruments. All in all, it is an enjoyable listen and is available for immediate download in MP3, 320, or FLAC from www.Policy.bandcamp.com

Introducing Doxy February 8, 2013.

Doxy are a four-piece band from Kilcoole, Co Wicklow who released their debut EP, Policy late last year.

Sounding like they have been influenced by a whole host of mid ’80s British indie acts (particularly The Wedding Present plus others of that ilk), their debut EP is probably best summed up as a bit indie, a bit alternative rock and a bit rough around the edges. Across the five track EP, recorded with Eoin Whitfield from Enemies in Kilcoole last year, they deliver a series of charming songs with catchy melodies, smart lyrics and played with energy. A special mention must be reserved for the vocals which are both unusual and unique, spat out with a certain sense of fragility, they increase the endearing quality of the music ten fold.

What’s on offer here isn’t perfect but that is part of the appeal, their rough around the edges approach adds to the overall appeal. Not only is there the untempered potential for more but it is far more personal and genuine.

You can download their self-titled debut EP for free here and make up your own mind.

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Track Name: Suggestion Box
Suggestion Box

All this happened more or less,
the blimp spin spider in the guess.

I haven't been drudging outrageous,
so much so you probably know.

Yet I can't espy words to proclaim it,
so much so that everyone knows.

Dash the delicate in a disguise,
the woeful and a whitewash flows.

It hits hidden, harder in the maelstrom.
You're more interesting when you lie.
It hits hidden, harder in the maelstrom.
You're more interesting when you lie.

Even a soaking clock tells,
the right time,two times,twice a day.

Not one ode to no one.
Dreams die decrepit in swathes of ways.

I wonder would I get away with it,
if I did,did it quickly then hid.

I don't know if you can tell,
but the minutes blink by like the flick of a page

It hits hidden, harder in the maelstrom.
You're more interesting when you lie.
It hits hidden harder in the maelstrom.
You're more interesting when you lie.
Track Name: Pistachios
Pistachios

Antlers scattered about the yard.
Left the promise ring under the mudguard.
Shopping around a memoir about bristol.
They are wonderful cracking pistachios.

The dancing professor's sweat drips and drips,
around the dancefloor of wild west kitsch.
Until a freting feeling rips and rips,
and he knows he's too old for this.

However,how rich is filthy,
nudity disapointment is culled canny.
Haunted house of a brain,
dodgems waltzers the ghostrain.

The dancing professor's sweat drips and drips,
around the dancefloor of wild west kitsch.
Until a fretful feeling rips and rips,
and he knows he's too old for this.

Routine rigour,a flat fee,
all doing good and nobody leaves.
Antlers scattered about the yard,
left the promise ring under the mudguard.

The dancing professor's sweat drips and drips,
around the dancefloor of wild west kitsch.
Until a fretful feeling rips and rips,
and he knows he's too old for this.
Track Name: Sex Scenes, Tongue Rest
Sex Scenes,Tongue Rest

Concentrate on not swallowing your tongue,
we'd like to keep you looking young.
My blood floods sly,brouhaha, high strung,
i'm chief of secrets which i wouldn't deny.

The last device I crave or choose is a safety net,
yet in this hush,i'll clasp any sham i am let.
We go wandering at night consumed by lightning.
Sex scenes,sex scenes,sex scenes,anything.

Covet this unbridled kiss among,
the savvy strings of my madness far-flung.
Plainsong,swansong songs well sung,
tongue rest gotterdammerung.

The last device I crave or choose is a safety net,
but in this hush,i'll clasp any sham i am let.
We go out at night subsumed by lightning,
Sex scenes,sex scenes,sex scenes,anything.

The last device I crave or choose is a safety net,
yet in this hush,i'll clasp any sham i am let.
Samurais yearn,buddhas burn unveiling,
Sex scenes,sex scenes,sex scenes,anything.
Track Name: In A Huff With Tantrums
In A Huff With Tantrums

In forfeit,I flag backslide.
In careering,I can creep up.
So bogus,have I arrived,
the riddles seem to rack up.

When idlers work the fools reform,
and i did very little else.
Remember that you'll never learn,
i'd rather be heart dealt.

For the heart has its reason,
Which reason knows nothing of.
For the heart has its reason,
Which reason knows nothing of.

Self-Pity,Jaundiced misery.

I can't yield poise with yesterday,
Just try your bloody best.
mortal men lay hold on heavenway,
we'll have to take it no less.

In forfeit,I flag backslide,
Oh in careering,i can creep up.
so bogus have i arrived,
The riddles seem to rack up.

For the heart has its reason,
Which reason knows nothing of.
For the heart has its reason,
Which reason knows nothing of.