Album Reviews


Dubstar - Disgraceful | Crowded House - Recurring Dream | Weezer - Pinkerton


Dubstar - Disgraceful


Food/EMI

Not Disgraceful at all
Pick the 'naughty' cover

The Dub Stars
Sarah Blackwood (vocals)

Imagine if you will, Chester readers, a perfect world. A world in which tunes and charm rules the airwaves instead of powerchords and AOR pap. A world where groups like St. Etienne, Frente and The Pet Shop Boys are top of the charts (okay, so the PSB actually are). Instead the reality is a world where Hootie and the Blowfish (The Huey Lewis and the News of the 90s?), Celine Dion and Pariah, oops I mean Mariah, Carey sell millions and choke commercial station's playlists. Bugger eh? Still this doesn't prevent bands like Dubstar from releasing great music, it just prevents 95% of the music buying population from hearing it. Well now that's over with onto the review proper...

Although the trick of a having a good looking, sweet singing lass fronting a pop-dance group with faceless blokes playing the instruments is not new (see St. Etienne, Cardigans et al) Dubstar do it with such skill, panache and just plain Bloody Good Tunes (tm) on Disgraceful that it seems as fresh as a very fresh Sunday morning in the country. For those who haven't had the pleasure of hearing Dubstar, think about a mix of those groups, add a dash of the Smiths, New Order and a lovely English accented (not to mention drop dead gorgeous, oh, I've already mentioned that, sorry) lead singer and of course, Bloody Good Tunes (tm) and what you get is a marvelous debut album full of sweet, danceable numbers with catchy guitar fills. While the songs are upbeat the lyrics are darker than the music's optimistic feel would suggest. First single 'Stars' for example, despite it's soaring chorus is actually about suicide, while the sleve of the album has some bizzare imagery (and I won't even mention the fuss made over the UK release's cover).

In a perfect world this would be number one. It won't be, but we can certainly do our damnest to try and get it there.

Caleb Rudd

Rating (out of 5 trainers) trainer trainer trainer trainer


Crowded House - Recurring Dream

Capitol/EMI

Really what is left to say about this? If don't like Crowded House, you probably wouldn't be reading this review, and if you do like them you've probably already bought it. Still, there's always a swinging voter or two...

As 'best of' compilation's go, they don't come much better than this. An album overflowing with modern day pop music classics from the genius songwriting pen of Neil (and on three occassions Tim) Finn, there really isn't a duff track on it. As Crowded House's swansong (originally intended only as an adjunct) it collates 16 of their singles, in non-chronological order, plus 3 new compositions, which fit quite comfortably amongst the hits and misses.

Four of the tracks come from their hugely successful debut, three from the introspective Temple of Low Men, four from the UK smash Woodface and four from the criminally neglected Together Alone. Four albums which are almost compilation albums themselves, but for the budget conscious this will do very nicely. There are only two major omissions ('Chocolate Cake' and 'Sister Madly') and no non-single tracks, but let's not be pedantic.

This has already sold loads in the UK and Australia. Let's just hope America wakes up and remembers this dream as well.

Caleb Rudd

Rating (out of 5 trainers) trainer trainer trainer trainer trainer

Deja vu?

Weezer - Pinkerton

Geffen/MCA

Pinko's?
Cover: From Madame Butterfly


Weezer Geezers
Weezer: not whacky at all
How do you follow up a debut album for which the term geek-rock was coined - selling over 2.4 million copies worldwide and winning a grammy for a video which was more popular than the actual song - in the process. With another album full Buddy Hollys and Sweater Songs? Well, not exactly. Pinkerton (named after a character in Madame Butterfly, not a US security firm), still sees Weezer as the garage Beach Boys, with head Weezer Rivers Cuomo, still the post-grunge Brian Wilson, albeit with a darker and more disturbed view of the world and relationships.

With a whiny synth riff and pounding rythm, 'Tired of Sex' gets the album off to a wonderful, and cheeky start ("Thursday night I'm making Denise/ Friday night I'm making Terese/ Saturday night I'm making Louise/ So why can't I be making love come true?") . This merges nicely into 'Getchoo', another heavy riffed tale of too much lust and hormones. Other highlights include the boy meets girl, falls in love with girl, but girl is a lesbian anthem 'Pink Triangle' and the guitar crunch of the 'The Good Life' ("I don't wanna be an old man any more" - erm quite). And let's not forget the off-the-wall first single 'El Sorcho', with the typical chorus to die for.

Although Weezer have managed to develop on their second outing, it is more lyrically than musically - but hey, if ain't broke, don't fix it. It may also lack a "big" single, so probably won't sell as much as their "blue album", and mightn't have a novelty video that gets played to death on the MTVs of the world, but I think Weezer, and Weezer fans, will all be quite relieved.

Caleb Rudd
Rating (out of 5 trainers) trainer trainer trainer trainer


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