I love it when Britpop does moody. It’s like hearing a nun swear.
Echobelly weren’t exactly all sweetness and light, with the exception of “Great Things” (I want to do great things / I don’t want to compromise / I want to know what life is”), even their most positive sounding melodies were mostly illusory, and they could do the aggressive post-punk thing as well as any of their contemporaries. But it’s only on “Dark Therapy” that they slow everything down, drop the playful Britpop attitude, and let the swell take the load. Special mention, too, for the vocal sound in the chorus, layering Sonya Madan over her own counter-melody: beautiful.