When [B]O'Keefe[/B] introduces [B]'Suburbs'[/B] as "our rock opera, teenage angst kind of song", it makes you wonder what he meant the others to be...
Bleached-haired Vulcan, Rory O'Keefe is cradling the mic stand like it's his only friend - and it seems that isn't too far from the truth, since his feyboy preening dramatics aren't having much effect on anyone. Not that he's bothered as he launches into new single Skin, all pseudo-androgyny and wannabe Molko ambiguous lyrics.
Most of the time, The Ultra Montanes are like a photocopied Subcircus: they have the glamorous sheen and elastic vocals, but lack their ingenuity and intrigue. At one point on 'Ageing Starlet' they sound eerily like Bis fronted by Feargal Sharkey. And that's downright frightening.
When O'Keefe introduces 'Suburbs' as "our rock opera, teenage angst kind of song", it makes you wonder what he meant the others to be, especially when it has the same recycled, tired Bowie/ Placebo feel as everything else.
The UMs admit to having an obsession with all things glamorous - which is fine, but it takes more than nice boots to carry it off.
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