Waiting For Smith’s songs are like the words in their name: of medium length, in plain English, with short gaps between. Most of all, they’re instantly familiar, as if you’ve heard them before in another room.

They have the groove of Dire Straits, the lyrics of Leonard Cohen, the piano of Billy of Joel and the jumping up and down of James Brown – all whisked in a Magimix and served piping hot with a sprig of basil.

By turns happy, catchy, poignant, funny, cool, romantic and angry – WFS write music you won’t be able to stop singing.

This summer they’re playing Wilderness, Latitude and a bunch of other festivals. They’ve had radio play all over the world – from London and Oxford to Melbourne and Toronto. Catch them while they’re humble.

Waiting For Smith
Once heard, never forgotten.