By far the most ambitious and distinctive demo this month. Mokka produce lush, moody ballads that conjure up the ghosts of Orbison and Curtis, and the results are rather swoonsome.
Epic tracks laden with acoustic guitars, huge piano chords, swooping strings and an extraordinairy vocal talent that shimmers like a young Tim Buckley. Maybe lacking a killer tune to really get your ovaries pumping, but you just have to be impressed by the sheer scope and majesty of the songs. Definitely a star in ascendance.
