Pigeons don't really have hands, just repulsive scaly feet with stumps where dismembered talons used to reside. Fairly horrid. Foals, re-energised by recent record Total Life Forever, here give Brooklyn (if in doubt...) boy/girl duo The Hundred In The Hands a typically soundscapey rework, bolstered by Jack Bevan's ridiculously metronomic forearm workout and the best synthetic trumpetry since Pet Shop Boys made it respectable in the 80s. Still trying to decipher the rationale behind their name though...
