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Hmmm… where should I begin?
I like them, that’s crystal clear. Their pictures adorn my Multiply and LiveJournal accounts. They’ve turned me into a fetish over their Jack Skellington legs. They’ve inspired some drawings that I created and will create. And you know damn well how hard it is to objectively judge a record when you’re heavily attracted to a band.
But since nothing is purely objective, let’s just start dissecting their debut album, ‘Strange House’ (that I bought legally at ak.’sa.ra, in case you’re wondering where to find it in
Some reviews have warned me that the record is ‘trashy’, that if only we ‘could judge them by looks only’… so I think my state of mind when I tried to listened to the album for the first time was somehow balanced between the rather cold reception of other critics/reviewers and my own predisposition – if we may call it that – toward the band.
The album is opened by ‘Jack the Ripper’ that now sounds like Bauhaus and Eighties Matchbox B-line Disaster have joined themselves in a holy union (no, that’s a frightening analogy, let’s just forget it.). ‘Jack’ sounds heavier and gloomier than the previous punk-y version, but I love how the tempo changes about halfway through the song. All in all, I like ‘Jack’ – it’s a brilliant song, no matter how The Horrors recorded it. (You got some pulled muscles trying to dance to the previous version of ‘Jack’? Well, bite your nails in vain now, because the beat is again all wrong for you to try and dance.)
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