iconocaust (![[info]](http://p-stat.livejournal.com/img/userinfo.gif){kind=small} iconocaust) wrote,@ 2007-11-08 00:52:00 |
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Trax
The Cribs - "Our Bovine Public"/"Don't You Wanna Be Relevant?" Hilarious stuff this, coming from a band with barely enough talent to fill a thimble but seemingly endless levels of self-delusion. The Cribs have always lurked at the very bottom of the indie-guitar barrel, and despite the combative titles, this double single does little to change the status quo; "Public" is unlistenable dross, while "Relevant" almost threatens to be catchy before the tone-deaf singer opens his gob and rumbles the whole scam.
Babyshambles - "You Talk" Pete Doherty apparently liked the Knack-thieving bit out of "Delivery" so much that he's only gone and slapped it square in the middle of the follow-up single as well. Alas, the rest of it is one of those oddly formless jams Pete can churn out in his sleep these days, a rambling sequence of chord and tone shifts that goes everywhere and nowhere at once.
Dizzee Rascal - "Flex" Much of Dizzee Rascal's second album sounded like he was rapping to a pre-programmed Casio; this time around, he goes even further down the technological ladder, busting rhymes over a smorgasbord of crude bleeps and boops straight out of the sound chips of an elderly NES. It'd be almost endearing if the whole exercise wasn't so damned disposable; compared to the heavy menace of "Sirens," "Flex" doesn't even qualify as a welterweight.
The Killers - "Tranquilize" How a song that features Lou Reed and a children's choir in the space of the same two minutes can still feel so insubstantial has to rank as one of music's great mysteries, but here you go. Like much of the Killers' second album, "Tranquilize" is big on bombast but short on brains, striving to scale the lofty heights of Freddie Mercury but barely getting a leg up on Nightwish. Undoubtedly, devotees of Brandon Flowers and his newly-grown blue collar beard will relish the murky histronics, but folks who want more from their music than empty sincerity are better off giving this one a pass.
New Young Pony Club - "Get Lucky" Chilled out to levels you could use to store meat, "Lucky" is a definite step up from the ubiquitious but vaguely annoying "Ice Cream," though the real treat is the remix; rather than drastically reimagine the song, "Get Dancey" merely isolates all the best bits from the original track while shamelessly jettisoning everything that doesn't work. Smart.
The Cribs - "Our Bovine Public"/"Don't You Wanna Be Relevant?" Hilarious stuff this, coming from a band with barely enough talent to fill a thimble but seemingly endless levels of self-delusion. The Cribs have always lurked at the very bottom of the indie-guitar barrel, and despite the combative titles, this double single does little to change the status quo; "Public" is unlistenable dross, while "Relevant" almost threatens to be catchy before the tone-deaf singer opens his gob and rumbles the whole scam.
Babyshambles - "You Talk" Pete Doherty apparently liked the Knack-thieving bit out of "Delivery" so much that he's only gone and slapped it square in the middle of the follow-up single as well. Alas, the rest of it is one of those oddly formless jams Pete can churn out in his sleep these days, a rambling sequence of chord and tone shifts that goes everywhere and nowhere at once.
Dizzee Rascal - "Flex" Much of Dizzee Rascal's second album sounded like he was rapping to a pre-programmed Casio; this time around, he goes even further down the technological ladder, busting rhymes over a smorgasbord of crude bleeps and boops straight out of the sound chips of an elderly NES. It'd be almost endearing if the whole exercise wasn't so damned disposable; compared to the heavy menace of "Sirens," "Flex" doesn't even qualify as a welterweight.
The Killers - "Tranquilize" How a song that features Lou Reed and a children's choir in the space of the same two minutes can still feel so insubstantial has to rank as one of music's great mysteries, but here you go. Like much of the Killers' second album, "Tranquilize" is big on bombast but short on brains, striving to scale the lofty heights of Freddie Mercury but barely getting a leg up on Nightwish. Undoubtedly, devotees of Brandon Flowers and his newly-grown blue collar beard will relish the murky histronics, but folks who want more from their music than empty sincerity are better off giving this one a pass.
New Young Pony Club - "Get Lucky" Chilled out to levels you could use to store meat, "Lucky" is a definite step up from the ubiquitious but vaguely annoying "Ice Cream," though the real treat is the remix; rather than drastically reimagine the song, "Get Dancey" merely isolates all the best bits from the original track while shamelessly jettisoning everything that doesn't work. Smart.
