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It's all about as demanding as an episode of [I]Due South[/I], and similar in tone: bittersweet, beefy, bland...
And there we have it. This is the Dr Morissette-approved gig-as-group-therapy-session, the difference being that Cohen, like, really digs having problems. He thinks it makes him seem more interesting.
He introduced one song as being about some "creep" who tried to sleep with his sister "because it was the nearest he could get to fucking me". Poor Adam Cohen. It must be tough, dealing with such helpless narcissism. Still, at least he got a song out of it, albeit one that sounds like Richard Marx arm-wrestling John Mellencamp.
It's all about as demanding as an episode of Due South, and similar in tone: bittersweet, beefy, bland. There's a song called 'Quarterback' about how Cohen wished he'd been a, well, quarterback. Jeff Buckley died for this?
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