It’s hard to imagine Jamie “xx” Smith much
likes London Grammar being compared to
his band. He’d have reason to groan, too –
whileLondonGrammar’sfirstalbumenjoyed
therarecombinationofcriticalacclaimand
huge international sales, their second is less impressive,
a dirge-heavy collection that lacks the colourful counter-
points of its predecessor – and certainly the boundless
imagination of Smith’s work.
Hannah Reid’s vocals are undeniably arresting – she’s
gotlungstomatchFlorenceWelch’s–butthesongslack
the range of her clarion alto. Lyrically, too, Reid stumbles
–“followyourdreams”onrepeatin“WildEyed”ishardto
stomach, and her reminder that “Maybe what we are and
what we need, they’re different things” (shock horror!) crip-
ples “Non-Believer”, an otherwise palatable track about her
scepticism of a friend’s new lover.
Some songs work, among them “Big Picture”, produced
by Jon Hopkins, with lovely arpeggiated guitar chords rip-
pling under an equally pretty chorus; close relative “Who
Am I”; and “Everyone Else”, Dan Rothman’s guitar im-
partingaliltinglightnessoverDotMajor’smanneredper-
cussion.ButproducerPaulEpworth,oldhatatmaking
mighty-voiced women (Adele, Florence Welch) sound ever
more grandiose, fails to guide his young charges towards
muchneworexciting–unlike,say,thebeat-driven“Metal
and Dust” or bongos-laced “Flickers” from their debut – and
the album suffers for it. ANNABEL ROSS
KirinJ.Callinan
BravadoEMI★★★½
In a celebratory mood, Callinan
collabs with international friends
Album two sees Sydney’s en-
fant terrible parlaying more of
his shit-stirring persona into
his music. “Night on the piss,
theshithitsthefan,”hedead-
pans in his laconic drawl on “My
Moment”,acreeperthatcul-
minates in garish EDM sirens,
while“S.A.D”isaballs-outelec-
tro-ballad...aboutdrugs.This
is Callinan’s dance record, filled
with typically wry lyrics, amus-
ingcameos–JimmyBarnes
lends his howl to “Big Enough”
–andCallinan’scoolcronies
(he counts Connan Mocka-
sin, Weyes Blood and Jorge El-
brecht among his friends and
fans).Thepower-balladfinale,
though, is more self-aware than
silly, as Callinan admits, “it was
all bravado”. A.R.
Rise Against
WolvesEMI★★★½
Fiery eighth album from Chicago
punk stalwarts
Rise Against’s furiously politi-
cised punk means there’s al-
ways fodder for their meaty
chops, and now’s as good a time
asanywithapsychoticnarcis-
sist in the White House. So the
muscly punk of “Mourning In
Amerika”,“HowManyWalls”
and “Welcome to the Break-
down” tackle the rampant di-
visive dipshittery of Trump’s
America, while the charging ti-
tle-track ought to accompany a
clip of el Presidente and his dis-
gusting cronies distorting into
nightmarish animals devour-
inghumanity.Best,though,
is“Bullshit”,afierypunk-rock
torch song examining political
apathy and moral hollowness in
contemporary society.
JAYMZ CLEMENTS
London GrammarTruthIsaBeautifulThing
Universal★★★
TheReturnof
London Grammar
British ambient pop trio play it safe on
uneven sophomore record
of four CDs, two DVDs and a
double LP. Most versions of the
setalsoincludeseveraloftheal-
bum’s alternate tracks. All edi-
tionsfeatureastereoremixby
Giles and Abbey Road audio en-
gineerSamOkell.Theambition
mightseemalittlerisky.After
all,Sgt. Pepperhas been con-
sideredbymanynotjustrock’s
greatest moment but a central
touchstone for the 1960s.
Asitturnsout,thisreveals
freshwonders–particularly
inthestereoremix.In1967,
themonomixwasthefocus.
Stereo,Martinremarksinthe
linernotes,was“almost[an]
afterthought. Yet it is the stereo
albumthatmostpeoplelisten
to today.” Martin aimed for a
“3D mono” feel in his new mix
- and he has achieved it. “Sgt.
Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club
Band” jumps out of the speak-
ers–sharp,vivid,forward-
leaning. Ringo Starr’s drum
salvo that launches the chorus
in“LucyintheSkyWithDia-
monds” now gives new gravi-
ty to the song’s hallucinogenic
whirl; “Getting Better” has an
aggression that belies the song’s
titleclaim;“ADayintheLife”
acquires even more frighten-
ingly palpable depth.
Extra discs consist mostly of
takes of the tracks in develop-
ment.It’sfascinatingtohear
thesimpleandspareoriginsof
“StrawberryFieldsForever”(re-
corded for the LP but released
earlierin1967asasingle).It’s
also arguable that some songs
were better before the band
addedstudioeffects:“Being
for the Benefit of Mr. Kite!” is
spookier in its Take 4 version,
andmuchwarmerinTake7
with Paul McCartney’s pump-
ingbassstepsandStarr’sra-
zor-sharpcymbalaccents.Sim-
ilarly,takesof“WithaLittle
Help From My Friends”, “Love-
ly Rita” and others demonstrate
that before curlicues and over-
dubs there was still a band at
the heart of most of this music.
Sgt. Pepperrepresented accord
and imagination as a means to
enlightenment, a bulwark of
agreement before acrimony en-
gulfed the band. It can still be-
guileustoday,andthatremains
a generous miracle.
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