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Nine Black Alps - Love/Hate
Quite how Manchester grunge revivalists Nine Black Alps managed to get a song on the soundtrack for Sony animation movie Surf's Up we'll probably never know, but it certainly showed that they are making inroads into the American market. That's hardly surprisingly really, when you think about it, because of all of the young British bands around at the moment, they owe the most to American music, so are bound to go down better over there than the quintessentially English likes of Klaxons or Arctic Monkeys. Nirvana were writ large across NBA's debut album Everything Is, while Sam Forrest both looked and sounded like Kurt Cobain, but the music was good enough to rise above the comparisons and prove that they were able to stand up on their own two feet rather than merely steal from one of the most popular bands of the last two decades. Of course, taking your lead from bands like Nirvana and Dinosaur Jr might help you make friends and influence people Stateside, but isn't much use when it comes to popularity back home. Just ask Bush. So, while Everything Is got good reviews and they built up a decent fanbase, Nine Black Alps struggled to really breakthrough to the mainstream like a certain former support act from Sheffield managed to do. So, the dilemma facing them with their follow-up is which direction to go in. Do they try to Anglicise their sound to appeal to audiences here, or stick to their guns and hope to make it big in America? The answer, seemingly, was to do a bit of both, because Love/Hate is both slightly less grungey than their debut, but isn't a dramatic departure either. The first two singles from the album pretty much sum it up perfectly, with Bitter End and Burn Faster both sounding like they could have been from Everything Is, just with a slightly more cleaned-up production, and the same goes for most of Love/Hate. The end result is that songs like Future Wife and Happiness And Satisfaction are more accessible than stuff like Not Everyone, but less exciting at the same time. Forrest's knack with a twisted melody was obvious before, and it comes to the fore more here, and it works well, but still leaves the album feeling a bit flat. It's far from a bad follow-up, but Love/Hate ends up as something that you don't love or hate, so really it's something in the middle. It sounds like the '/' from the title, and that's never a ringing endorsement.
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Orson - Culture Vultures
In The City starts this weekend and Manchester is rightly proud of the effect its unsigned music festival has had on the industry, giving lots of great bands the big push into the big time. However, it doesn't always go right. Two years ago, Orson arrived in town as a completely unknown American version of a pub rock band and left on the road to stardom, at least on this side of the Atlantic. No Tomorrow became a smash hit single and their debut album was a big success too, despite being basically just a load of reheated Rolling Stones guitar riffs without the songs to match. They enthusiastically relocated to London last year, having found themselves a niche market, and are now back with a second album, hoping that England's infatuation with them won't have been dimmed as 'we' sober up and see how ugly/rubbish they are in the cold light of day. Good luck. Culture Vultures is a curious choice for album title, as it pretty much describes their approach to music, picking the dead flesh off great songs from years gone by and devouring them, without any real purpose. This even extends to recycling their own songs, with Ain't No Party [like an S Club party?] basically an attempt to completely repeat the 'party on!' formula that worked like a treat for No Tomorrow. But of course, it doesn't work nearly so well and just sounds like a one trick pony desperately doing a little dance in a slightly different order to try and convince the audience that it's new and exciting. Whenever Orson do hit on something that works, like The Contortionist, you are still left with the feeling that you're only enjoying it because it reminds you of another, better song. And as for some of the lyrics, well how about this little rhyming couplet: "Listening to Biggie Smalls and now she's screening all her calls." Maybe then she'll go and eat some toast rather than seeing a ghost. Orson aren't a truly terrible band, and they do have some decent pop hooks here and there, but Culture Vultures is definitely an album too far for them and leaves them looking like what they are: a pub rock quality band who got lucky and made it big. Briefly.
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Dave Gahan - Hourglass
Dave Gahan's debut solo album Paper Monsters got a decent enough reception, but was slightly overshadowed by its own lyrical content, which was unrelentingly honest and personal at times. Being the first collection of songs written by him after years of singing Depeche Mode tracks by Martin Gore, it was a slightly patchy album, but there were signs that he had potential as a songwriter. There was at least enough potential on there for his band to let him contribute as a writer to the most recent Depeche Mode album Playing The Angel. That kind of endorsement certainly seems to have boosted his confidence, so he's back now with a follow-up to Paper Monsters, and Hourglass is a much more confident-sounding album. It also sounds quite a bit more like Depeche Mode, which may be a sign that he was more comfortable with not straying too far from his day job this time, and while tracks like Deeper And Deeper veer towards industrial metal and 21 Days has clear gospel influences, there's much more electronic music here. Opening tracks Saw Something and single Kingdom are both excellent, sounding like Gahan's band at their best, but Hourglass is also dragged down at times by some songs that are a bit too sparse and slow, with Miracles and closer Down amongst the offenders. While they arguably showcase his solo talents better than the more dramatic tracks like A Little Lie, which could quite easy be from any mid-80s electro album, they also affect the pace of the album as a whole. But with ten pretty solid tracks and some very atmospheric production, Hourglass is a very good solo album from someone who hasn't always been known for his creativity as a musician. Gahan has always been a charismatic frontman, but this proves that he has learned a lot from Gore and has got a lot of offer both within Depeche Mode and on his own.
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Wallis Bird - Spoons
Sometimes an artist comes along whose music you really want to like and know that you probably should, but something just doesn't click, and Wallis Bird fits into that category. Your reviewer has definitely got 'a thing' for female singer-songwriters, but Bird's songs are just a bit too vague and ethereal to make an impact and Spoons never really comes to life. This is a real shame because her back story is certainly interesting, as she had all of the fingers on her left hand chopped off by a lawnmower when she was a baby, with four of them being reattached. She then (quite a few years later, obviously) got into music and taught herself to play the guitar upside down, giving her a very unconvential style and sound. She's currently based in Dublin in her native Ireland, London and in Mannheim in Germany, where she spent time at college and has built up quite a German following. And did we mention that Spoons gets its name from her love of collecting spoons? Her debut EP Branches Untangle came out in May 2006 and featured a couple of tracks that appear here, The Circle and Blossoms In The Street, which was also recently released as a single. Those two are amongst the most immediate tracks on Spoons and showcase her quirky-folky approach to music, seemingly inspired by the likes of Ani DiFranco and Erin McKeown. She doesn't often explode into noise, but when it happens on Moodsets - the title track from another EP that came out earlier this year - it's certainly effective and you wish that she would put a little more spunk into some of the other tunes on her, because just too many of them float past without doing much. She's not afraid to experiment though, with the 'Arabian' horn refrain and bouncy rhythms on Country Bumpkin certainly livening things up, but Spoons is an uneven album that never quite lives up to the promise that it shows. We're not writing Wallis Bird off yet, but this is a bit of a patchy debut.
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Van
Morrison - Still On Top:
The Greatest Hits
How
do you sum up a career
like Van Morrison's on
just two CDs? For more
than 40 years he's been
making consistently great
music, from the early
rocky days of Them to
the surprisingly good
quality albums he's released
in the last few years,
like Magic Time and Pay
The Devil. Of course,
there's already been a
few compilations of his
music, but Still On Top
is the most comprehensive
one yet, going from the
very start to the most
recent, and there's some
absolutely awesome songs
here. A lot of them. Obviously,
the highlights mostly
come from the 1970s, when
he was at his commercial
and artistic peak with
albums like Moondance,
Saint Dominic's Preview
and Tupelo Honey, and
tracks like Jackie Wilson
Said, Moondance, Into
The Mystic, Bright Side
Of The Road, Crazy Love,
Domino, And It Stoned
Me and Warm Love all come
from this period and are
all fantastic. Unlike
most of his contemporaries,
Morrison didn't really
hit a trough in the 1980s,
with his inner religious
battles inspiring some
really great albums and
he's never really dipped
since then either, so
on Still On Top it is
only ever really easy
to date the songs by how
young his voice sounds
in them. Perhaps this
was behind the decision
not to put them in chronological
order, like most of these
kind of albums, and it
certainly works. That's
not to say that it is
without its problems though.
Only three tracks in,
you stumble across Cliff
Richard. It's bad enough
that Van Morrison decided
to sing a song about God
with him, but need we
be reminded by having
it on here? The other
major stumbling point
is that there are no songs
at all here from Astral
Weeks, which is almost
like rewriting the Bible
without Jesus in it. Sure,
it's best listened to
as a cohesive work rather
than individual tracks
on a compilation album
aimed as casual fans,
but how can any Van Morrison
greatest hits album be
complete without representation
from his best album? Maybe
the idea is that everyone
should already own Astral
Weeks anyway, (and they
should) and this is a
sample of the best of
his rest. Either way,
it's a shame, but Still
On Top is still a great
collection of great music. Oh, and one Cliff Richard song...
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Nightwish
- Dark Passion Play
A
lot of heavy metal
bands have lost
their lead singers
and gone on to do
fairly well without
them. Just look
at Iron Maiden (who
actually got better
than Bruce Dickinson
took over lead vocals)
and Black Sabbath
(who did change
their singer a few
too many times for
their own good,
but are still legends).
So it wasn't the
end of the world
when Nightwish lost
Tarja Turunen, but
it was undoubtedly
a massive blow as
her operatic singing
was so central to
their symphonic
power metal, and
there can't be many
classically-trained
opera singers out
there who fancy
slumming it with
a bunch of Finnish
rockers. After all,
even she couldn't
after a decade or
so, which is why
she ended up splitting
with them. So, Nightwish
decided to get a
new female vocalist
anyway, just not
an opera singer
per se, and chose
Swedish rocker Anette
Olzon. Dark Passion
Play is her first
album with them,
so the question
is, are Nightwish
still as crazy,
overblown and downright
fantastic as they
used to be? The
13 minute album
opener The Poet
And The Pendulum
should prove that
beyond much doubt,
being literally
full to bursting
with melodramatic
flourishes, mad
lyrics, power riffing,
growling, screaming,
classical music,
cinematic orchestral
swirls and just
about everything
you would expect
across a whole album
jammed into one
track. It's a very
ambitious opener
to the album and
is clearly a statement
of intent from the
band to show that
they haven't lost
anything with Turunen's
departure. Second
track Bye Bye Beautiful
is even about her
departure from the
group, and by this
stage, there can't
be many fans still
missing her because
while Olzon doesn't
have the same power
in her vocals, she
fits perfectly into
the mix, with Marco
Hietala also taking
up some more of
the singing duties.
Far from being a
disppointment, Dark
Passion Play is
quite possibly Nightwish's
most fully-realised
album from the quiet
ballads like the
beautiful Eva (Olzon
stamping her own
identity on the
group) to the epic
tracks like Meadows
Of Heaven, it's
almost all excellent,
with only the folky
The Islander not
really working.
Tarja who?
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