*Single of the Week*
Portishead – The Rip
Island
'The
Rip' is Portishead's second release from their latest album 'Third'. A
decade is a long time to wait for an album and expectations are
towering above this legendary Bristolian trio. 'The Rip' is suitably
brilliant. Haunting, stripped back and beautiful; with a backdrop of
gently strummed strings to Beth Gibbon's signature song.
It's
very different from – and harder work - than the sound they are known
for, but it's a definite evolution. 'The Rip' sees them emerge from
their dark trip hop past into an equally dark and complex present. LC
Dirty Pretty Things – Tired of England
Vertigo
Providing
further proof that hard drugs were responsible for most of the
Libertines brighter moments, Carl Barat and co return with a tune that
is as bland and unappealing as a soggy chip.
Musically, it rolls
along like the backing tune for a tourist information film. And with
lyrics like these ('The Queen of England sits on her throne, of Bingo
cards and chicken bones'. 'Don't drink yourself to a lonely death, in
casinos on crystal meth') no wonder people think Doherty is a poet. MF
Five O'Clock Heroes feat. Agyness Deyn – Who
Glaze Records
Models,
somebody once said, should be seen and not heard. Or was that children?
Well Her Royal Agyness, Princess of Holland and heir to the Mossy
throne, can not only say real words: no, now she can sing them too.
But
she's actually ok. The pensive verse bits are like a slightly blander
Beth Orton and the chorus is kind of flattened strip-light Kylie. The
song's catchy in a dull sort of way, but Deyn's good: maybe she should
just sing on better songs. By better bands. TJ
Nickleback – Photograph
Roadrunner
There's
no escaping Nickleback's latest infectious hit without unplugging the
radio and throwing it out the window. Even then, the rudimentary lyrics
will stay in your head forevermore.
The re-released
'Photograph' evokes memories and how you can never escape nor change
the past. The song's images are universally recognisable. Christian
rock group Nickleback wins over leagues of youngsters worldwide with
their classic, un-experimental style and format. Purveyors of the rock
anthem, Nickleback's heavy beats, gentle strumming and the recognisable
voice of Chad Kroeger just won't go away. SS
Black Kids- Hurricane Jane
Almost Gold
Dear everyone. The Post-punk revival is dead; please stand by for the re-emergence of disco. Blame the Klaxons.
I
expected better from Black Kids. Hurricane Jane sounds like Lipps Inc's
'Funkytown' combined with sound effects ripped straight from Jeff
Wayne's War of the Worlds. Yeah, you can dance to it, but it does
nothing for my macho-tough guy image. We all need a Born Against
reunion, pretty much right now. DH
Ne-Yo – Closer
Def Jam
Ne-Yo,
current front runner for the Shortest Man in Pop, provides the first
instant classic of the summer. Fusing dance rhythms with smooth RnB
vocals, Closer is complex in pop terms, and further enhanced by lyrical
ambiguity between love and hate.
Throwing together basic beats,
warbling vocals and cheesy handclaps, Ne-Yo somehow hits the mark.
Closer is a perfect tune for Balearic mood swings, smart bars or even
the shower, and deserves to nobble Coldplay for number one this week. JH
Coldplay – Viva La Vida
Parlophone
In
the States, this tune has been shifting iPods a-plenty for weeks now,
and due to the haphazard way the singles charts are now compiled (you
can seemingly break into the top 40 if people whistle your tune enough
now) this is set to be Coldplay's first number one.
This won't
win any cool points in the Old Blue Last, but it's actually quite a
good tune, with bits of Arcade Fire-style melody and a slightly
restrained vocal from his royal Martin-ness. It's like the Margaret
Thatcher of pop music – it'll win, but you won't find anyone who'll
admit to buying it. MF
Mariah Carey – You Take Me Higher
Island
Mariah
Carey can pantingly ride as many octaves as she likes, but anyone who
saw her on MTV Cribs will appreciate the central flaw in this ode to
everyone's dearly departed – namely the bogus idea that she'd care more
about losing a relative than misplacing her 37th-favourite pair of
shoes.
The version featuring Lil' Wayne is the one you want,
whereby the best and weirdest rapper in the world recommends you get
high and imagine heaven as a gated community with code-entry. RH
Weezer - Pork and Beans
Geffen
Weezer
could be described as an elemental force. No matter what happens in
popular music they just seem to remain. They're sort of like a musical
version of Ayers Rock if you like similes as much as me.
Pork
and Beans is Weezer all over – it has a quirky verse, stomping chorus
and typically tongue in cheek lyrics. In fact the only thing different
about this song is that Rivers Cuomo has started sporting a porn star
moustache, making him look like my dad in my brother's baby pictures. DH
The Courteeners – No You Didn't No You Don't
Polydor
You'd
think that the riff from The Housemartins' 'Happy Hour' would be safe
for a bit, what with Jack Penate and The Pigeon Detectives both
pilfering it in the past year. Yet here it is again, with The
Courteeners playing a rendition so faithful, it could be a karaoke
backing track.
Liam Fray's vocals – like a confused dual Stars In Their Eyes audition for Liam Gallagher and Alex Turner – are as clumsy as the
title, and if there's a northern scally tale to be told here, it's
passed our ears by. MF
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