1. Suede - Frankly a rather daft record
'So young. So young'
Antidepressants, the slightly depressing new Suede album. 'Come down and disintegrate with me' Do I have to Brett. That doesn't sound like you anyway. It sounds like you've been possessed by the spirit pf Gary Numan from 1979. Are Friends Electric? Let me know either way.
In second song he's running like a ribbon. Look at him go ! Then dancing wuth the Europeans. Wanting to belong to the road and the rail and being where death had no dominion. Nurse ! Strap that man down.
This is total bollocks ! I mean Suede were always daft. Bowie wannabes that lacked the man's class and ability to produce genuine transformative art.They did some truly great stuff. A long time ago! But Brett had swallowed the thesaurus this time round and no mistake.
Brett was on antidepressants and lying awake by track five. Trying to define his 'infinite space.'. Like Kenneth Williams . Risen from the dead and having a nervous breakdiwn. Well I guess we all have to pay the bills somehow.
Every song, but every song seems to be an attempt to rewrite She Sells Sanctuary. There was Broken Music For Broken People lurking lower down the list. But I'd given up in despair and put on. Sons & Fascination by then .
Keep taking the pills boys. Sleeping Pills. It's unkind but perhaps you do need them. There us no excuse for this. It will do well.
2. Pulp - Ranked 100 on my list. But felt like something they could have made in the Nineties.
Pulp are back. With More their first new album for twenty five. Following the passing of Sreve Mackey and without Russell Senior they're down to the core four ; Cocker, Banks, Doyle and Webber, I'm listening to the record as I make my way through my Friday of online lessons and it feels like a slightly odd experience.
There are some great songs which sound instantly like Pulp, an Art Pop experience that will draw the faithful sixty somethings to the enormodomes to relive all our yesterday's. The songs are alright. Good lyrics perky tunes. I'm just not convinced as to what this sound means in 2025. The world has changed. I'm just not sure that Pulp can.
Contrast points are to the marvellous Stereolab album which came out a few weeks back. Ot the Blur record of a couple of years back The Ballad Of Darren.Or The Cure. More didn't really ring with me, it felt like a retread and I found myself getting impatient and searching for something by Massive Attack halway through.
I came back later in the day. It's a nuanced record, a favourite word of mine. Songs you need to get to know and live inside and allow to blossom within you. It all seems slightly familiar to me as of yet. Well crafted as it is. I'll get back to you. At the moment it's a 7.5
3, Black Country New Road - Forever Howling
For the most point I write about things that I like on here. I try to keep on a positive road as I've heard that it should rise wuth you and I'm not particularly interested in railing against things I don't really care for. But I'm also interested in listening exrcerses. To try to understand why something that has gathered traction and gained currency does little for me. It's a confusing world.
Black Country, New Road are a case in point. New album Forever Howling sounds to me like one of the primary school concerts I remember from back in the Seventues. Children armed wuth xylophones, triangles and kazoos howling into the hallspace for all they're worth,
It strikes me as an incredibly contrived album. A self conscious attempt to produced Outsider Music of the sort record collecters babble over . The Shaggs. Space Lady. Langley Schools Music Project. Yet self consciously odd and arty. And as such for me the centre cannot hold. You can't force this form of expression Oh well. Back to something I can get behind tomorrow,
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