Jamie T’s second album in two years is a punk, rap, pop and hardcore tour de force
And so, in the inevitable trial by 'Best Of', Guy Chadwick stands for his verdict....
Bit of both actually. For here is the tale of a band struggling throughout the weighty '80s to perfect whale-sized pop music, achieving unrecognised genius status for 15 seconds in 1990 and then pissing it up the wall in a cascade of guitar pedals and big goth drumming. A bit like James, without the need for an accountant.
And like James, The House Of Love's greatest hits package is an eye-opener simply for its dedication to the pursuit of The Chorus From The Stars. From the ragged early material ('Christine', 'Destroy The Heart') through the glory days of 'The Butterfly Album' ('I Don't Know Why I Love You', 'Shine On') up to late-era sonic cathedral blueprints like 'You Don't Understand', Chadwick's laser-sighted pop aim tempered the excesses.
Hence, the foreman of the jury claims Guy Chadwick shall be hailed as a hero. Hop to it. Arf.
Character studies and ready melodies abound in the latest record by the Oxford quartet
A battle-like record where fear and dread rule
Another gripping Pedro Almodóvar mystery, full of vibrant visuals and emotional revelations
The Californian succeeds, once again, in exposing the ugliness of mankind. It’ll get under your skin