Monday, July 12, 2010

Rainy day happiness

Garbage is one of those bands that is again a guilty pleasure for me, given my general preference for noisy bands that stick to the fundamentals. Shirley Manson exudes sex appeal as she sneers out the lyrics, and the music around it is a great example of mid 90's electronic pop but not exactly the guitar-driven stuff I generally go for. But I like it, so sue me. The first two Garbage albums tend to pop up in my rotation around the same time as the first two Portishead albums. Unfortunately, unlike Portishead, Garbage got together a few years back and released a new album that is utterly underwhelming. Given that Shirley is no longer a youngster and no longer capable of exuding sex appeal with every sneer, I don't know what they thought they were doing. Portishead, on the other hand, was always a more cinematic band and Beth Gibbons' aging actually enhanced her jazzy torch singer act... hmm... you know what tomorrow's video is going to be, right? :)

-- Badtux the Music Penguin

1 comment:

  1. At my age, imagining a 15 yr-older Shirley continuing to exudee sex appeal hardly even takes much effort.

    Sneers are optional.



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