Year Released: 1996
Label: Nude
Year Bought: 2011
I know lots of people love this album, and it has got some great songs on it, but I just can't love it.
It's too trebly, too thin, too cold.
It kicks off with 'Trash', which is an absolutely brilliant tune with fantastic lyrics. Brett is at his absolute best here, with talk of "nowhere towns" and "cellophane sounds", and being the "litter on the breeze". I love it.
But, alas we go from one of Suede's best songs to one of their worst. 'Filmstar' feels incredibly lazy. The riff is nothing, and as for the lyrics:
Filmstar propping up the bar driving in a car it looks so easy
Filmstar propping up the bar driving in a car tonight
These are Noel Gallagher-on-an-incredibly-bad-day lyrics.
I hate the riff, I hate the chorus, I hate the lyrics. I hate how shiny it is.
It's lazy ... which is the title of the next song. This tune sees the first use on the album of the "here they come" lyric, and again, it's all way too trebly. Brett's voice has no depth to it at all. Urgh.
And so it goes on. The highlights are 'Trash', 'Beautiful Ones' and 'Saturday Night' – three truly great songs.
But listening to this album just puts my teeth on edge. It's the sound of, well we all know what it's the sound of.
6/10
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