SARAH AVRIN // Publicist
ERIN JEAN HUSSEY // Publicist
First impressions are important. By his own admission “a nobody” at school, when Jamie Glass decided to play his first ever gig he knew he needed to give people something to remember it by.
“The day before I walked into Ann Summers. I was 15, maybe 16 and I wanted to buy something to wear on stage,” recalls Glass. “There was this animal thong where the trunk was like an elephant. I thought it would be really funny on the last song to do a sort of Jesus martyr style pose and then someone would pull my trousers down from behind and reveal this man thong. I don’t think anybody even knew my name at school - they knew after that.”
Thankfully, Glass leaves his impressions these days without the aid of any animal-themed sex wear. Instead, it’s imbedded on the brains of anybody who hears Indoor Pets’ irresistible, black sheep anthems: spiked and effervescent collisions of crunching guitars and insistent melodies.
Delve into Indoor Pets seemingly bottomless pool of great tunes and you’ll find so many songs to fall in love with. Familiar feelings of not fitting in or wanting to play the hand life’s dealt you delivered with self-deprecating wit and Glass’ trademark use of double-bluffing world play. Think Rivers Cuomo and a pre-sandpit Brian Wilson bunking off school to play records and snigger at the cool kids. They’re smart, life-affirming and all contained within a thumping primary-coloured pop wallop.
Unbelievably, knocking out classic songs was something Indoor Pets were doing pretty much from the get go. Finding himself working in a factory in Sittingbourne, Kent after leaving school, Glass knew he needed to find an escape. He roped in his mate, amateur photographer Ollie Nunn, to play bass, despite the fact that Nunn could barely play more than four notes.
Indoor Pets wrote and gigged incessantly, building up a batch of killer tunes and a devoted fanbase across the country. They did, and still do, everything themselves. From making the artwork to organising their own tours on the road, producing music, building their own stage monitoring system and even running their own finances (Simpson: “if anyone wants to spend any money they have to ask me,”). It’s a fiercely DIY ethic born less from punk principle as it was from necessity. “It was either do it yourself or don’t have it done,” notes Glass, “and we decided to do it ourselves.”
“I feel like a black sheep a lot of the time,” notes Glass of his approach to writing songs. “The logic I had with songwriting was if I could reveal that in my songs and connect with other people who felt like that, then that will cure the feeling of being a black sheep. Everyone would be like ‘I’m a black sheep too! There’s thousands of us, we’re all loners!’ It nullifies the feeling of being a weirdo. Basically I’m just waiting for everyone to justify me being weird.”
Indoor Pets don’t need to wait anymore. Having so far had ringing endorsements and support from the likes of Annie Mac, Huw Stephens and Jack Saunders at Radio 1, Lauren Laverne at 6Music and Amazing Radio, where they have already been A-listed, the only thing left is for the last few remaining non-converts to get on board. Elephant man thongs optional.
“The quartet deliver a giddy, memorable brand of power pop and ‘Barbiturates’ is exemplary of this. The song kicks off like Jimmy Eat World circa Bleed American, before catching a wave of distorted guitars. It’s that quiet-loud-quiet-loud thing and it sounds glorious.” - NOISEY
“Sugar-doused noise worthy of conquering arenas.” - DIY
“And it’s hard not to like the band. With their power-pop stylings and infectious melodies.” - WONDERLAND