They have song titles like [B]'Punctured Brain'[/B] and [B]'Swallow Me Whole'[/B] each of which are powered by the same righteous ire that has inflamed every three-bit kiddie-metaller from [B]
What a difference two years can make. In 1997, [a]Tam[/a] – an Edinburgh-based singer and a few of his cool, [a]Beck[/a]-obsessed pals – beat [a]Idlewild[/a] to win the prestigious In The City competition. Pop, as a possible precursor to the world, thus fell at their feet. But the band Tam!, bafflingly, weren’t interested.
Instead, the group spent the next two years regressing to the point of musical redundancy. Hence, where once their tunes leapt with hyper-hip promise, now they just sulk and pout like sleep-deprived teenagers.
What’s more, [a]Tam[/a] also decided to add an exclamation mark to his band’s name: an awkward adjunct that smacks of a desperate attempt to enliven an already dying party. Y’see, the new Tam! – with their tiresome, phat-boy phunk-outs and spluttering stoner anthems – are virtually impossible to take seriously. They have song titles like ‘Punctured Brain’ and ‘Swallow Me Whole’ – each of which are powered by the same righteous ire that has inflamed every three-bit kiddie-metaller from Senseless Things to the ridiculous Rico.
Even [a]Tam[/a] himself – once an assured stage presence – has been reduced to a sweatshirt-tugging, faux-angry clown. Their muse blighted by stoner apathy, Tam! have lost their way. It’ll take more than past glories to light their path.