Slip Into Sound | ZTT | ||
28 February 2000 | Ian Lime | ||
There is something deeply sinister about
this. A single remixed and rejigged for international
release, PR which alludes to stage presence,
to a band that will set girls gagging, guitar
histrionics, a booming chorus, a melody which,
at one point, verges dangerously close to
Fleetwood Macs AOR dirge Lies, this is stadium
rock sneakily being passed off as the Great
White Indie Hope. It has to be stopped. It must be said that, technically, there is nothing wrong with this song: a big, catchy, chorus backed by a slick, professional sounding, band. An immediate and obvious hit you would think, not unjustly. As a whole, though, it just doesnt fit. It lacks honesty and, by association, a heart: Vocalist Seamus Simon may believe wishing he was never born is a moment of major self revelation, but against this polished backdrop and delivered with a distinct lack of feeling, its sentiment is useless. Its air has been well and truly brushed. Be under no illusions, The Marbles will be big. They have the formula. They have the backing. But as long as they peddle music like this they are chaining themselves to the alter of mediocrity. A damn waste. |