July 27th, 2015
The recording studios where your favourite albums are made are in the most ordinary places. You walk past them every day without realising it - in unassuming houses, on residential roads and the back of run down practice rooms, bands slog away and pay by the hour trying to turn nothing into something that gives you goosebumps.
Tucked down a side road yards from Elephant and Castle’s geographically intimidating subway, there’s a shabby grey door that opens on to a grubby set of stairs littered with bikes and amps. This is the entrance to
The Maccabees’ cosy, messy studio where they’ve been making their new album for the past two years. “I’d offer you a cup of tea but I don’t think we have any milk,” Felix White says when I arrive. “I could pop out for some if you want?”