| Turn is a mini-album, or an extended player
depending on your particular preference
for
what is the most appropriate definition
for
a CD with six tracks on it. Turn are
a bunch
of nubile altie rockers. Beretta is
a wiry,
scathing tune which is like a metal
dust
pan scratching against the charcoal
embers.
Singer Ollie Cole's angst ridden voice
suggests
he's somewhere up there in the clouds,
fighting
some internal psychic battle. Facedown
is
more of the same but dilapidated and
protracted.
Emotional. Beeswax exhibits the kind
of distress
heartfelt in Duran Duran's (?) infamous
line:
'Don't say a prayer for me now, save
it for
the morning after', but is of course
littered
with crash band wallop of the aforementioned
genre to which these would-be's aspire.
Plan
underpinned by the drone of an organ,
is
a little slower although as equally
climatic.
The last track Truth which ironically
didn't
make it on to the two singles released
by
Turn is probably the best tune on the
player.
It has this kind of energy and drive,
which
suggests that each member of the band
is
trying to outplay each other in one
huge
jamming session. A bas le socialisme,
here's
for free markets and competitions within
bands. |
