Jamie T’s second album in two years is a punk, rap, pop and hardcore tour de force
Garbage : Breaking Up The Girl
Where's the electronically-enhanced dusk-rock? The goth-lite undertone? Gone, the way of all certainties...
have always been a constant. Their buffed AOR grunge, topped off by Shirley Manson's steely purrs, has long provided a safe port in pop's ever-changing seas.
But who are this perky band, with their "doot doot doo"s and chugging pop-rock? Where's the electronically-enhanced dusk-rock? The goth-lite undertone? Gone, the way of all certainties. 'Breaking Up The Girl' sounds like Blondie after Deborah Harry learned to sing 'properly' (ie boringly). If Garbage
were sleek before, now they are positively non-stick: politely plodding through the characterless guitar pop that will have been described as "sunny" at whichever meeting we missed.
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