Members: Tom, Haroon, Pat, Dan, Alexis
So image you wake up, and you've hit rock bottom. Literally, like you were asleep on an aeroplane, you fell out, and woke up as you landed headfirst on some nasty grey concrete slab. Then Fineapple walks up to you and starts playing some fun lovin' horn-splattered rock music. You're going to feel better, aren't you?! That's the underlying premise of this music: "Your housemate may have vomited on the couch, but if you look hard enough, you'll find a coin under one of the cushions."
Four years ago, Fineapple, (Tom, Danny, Pat, Doc and Haroon) decided to make music that made people happy; music that you could rock out to; music you could drive to; music you could listen to on a ghetto blaster. It's music that somehow doesn't suit its home of Yorkshire, yet it epitomises the ideas of the five passionate young musicians. One of the band's first ever rehearsals was after the Bradford riots; but the band did not want to sound like their city (a la Kraftwerk), rather, create an escape from it â "We don't want to ignore issues, but at the same time, we don't want to get dragged down by them".
This is a band that wants to produce a sound that builds you up, makes you feel all warm and tingly inside, then turns you around and throws a mad jazz trumpet solo at you. Do you want the funk? They can funk. Do you want rock n' roll, with some totally rippin' solos? They can do that. Do you want to sing along like a drunken businessman in a Japanese karaoke bar? Yes? Then listen to Fineapple! But don't fall out a plane.