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PRIMAL
SCREAM
same (Creation,
1989) |
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It
dawned on me just today, when I was listening to a copy of Embrace’s
“If you’ve never been” that I picked up in a thrift store in Soho
out of pure curiosity, that the singers voice, Danny McNamara, sounds a
lot like Bobby Gillespie on this record – recorded a dozen years before.
Even some of the melodies and harmonies, e.g. on the song “If you’ve
never been in love with anything” or “happiness will take you in the
end” are almost like taken off from the self-titled record by Primal
Scream. And then I realised how great this record really is. Years before
all these bands like Travis, Coldplay or Embrace, Bobby Gillespie laid
down a formula for a great rock-pop-record, filled with painfully
emotional songs, rockers as well as ballads, that even today, about
thirteen years later, sound as new and fresh as on the day I heard them
first. Never minding the crackles and noises of my worn-down copy, I
listened to the whole thing over and over again and I doing it right now
as well. Primal
Scream are a band that has been re-inventing itself a lot. This record
falls softly between the period of Mancunian flower-pop before and the
rocket-like headstart into rave-pop right afterward, not at all thinking
about the post-post-whatever (mainly their own history, I guess)
cyber-electro-rock/pop of today. This record owes half to the Rolling
Stones for its sheer rock-ness and relying heavily on simple guitar-riff,
and the other half on John Lennon for defying all criticism and putting on
the most sentimental, tear-drenching ballads I have heard in a long time.
No, these new bands as mentioned above may be emotionally disturbed and
sad all the time as well, but they are nowhere close to “you’re just
dead skin to me” (aside: what a concept!) or “you’re just too dark
to care” on this album. Moreover, this record is so stripped bare it is
almost unbelievable. There are drums, two guitars – Les Pauls, of course
– a singer and some piano on the slower tracks. The singers voice is
left alone in the middle between a few minor and major chords and
bittersweet-melodies, stark-naked and bared of all covers, which adds a
lot to vulnerable atmosphere of the record. It is almost like listening to
someone’s breakdown from a secret hiding point, because vulnerability
and emotions like these, most people only allow themselves in the privacy
of their own home. Well, that is what art makes and what makes art –
exhibiting the clandestine, breaking socially accepted rules and showing
what is usually hidden. Of
course, there is a big pop-appeal on this record. Like every English band,
the Primal Scream won’t shy away from writing and arranging a potential
hit-single, and have done so various times in the past. But this record is
maybe to much of one bloc, on big piece of music to be really conceived as
a single’s-record. Sure, it follows the Elton-John-rule of
record-making, i.e. a slow song follows a fast one follows a slow one
follows a fast one, and so on and on and on, until you are fat, bald and
old. But the whole atmosphere won’t allow teenage-girls to really fall
into this trap, that is unless they are not of the dark and suicidal kind. The
record opens with an almost punk-like guitar-riff, almost like The
Godfathers (another great English band from that time) but the fragile and
soft voice of Gillespie really adds another tone. You can feel him almost
giving up against this big wailing wall of guitars, always waiting for
them to calm down again, before starting to sing again. “Ivy Ivy Ivy”,
as that song is called, is more than a straight away rocker about a boy
being in love with a girl, because the ever-relooping “Ivy you
destroy” part of the lyrics really set a dark and sombre tone to this
dancefloor-smasher. Right off next, after some cold and eruptive
guitar-noises is the piano-ballad “you’re just dead skin to me”
which is again on the same topic: the destructive powers of love. And
that’s it right there, you are won over (if you are not, it is your own
fault) and the rest of the record keeps up the same pace and level. |
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Coming up
in this series: Holly May – „time ticks by and there you are...“,
Rolling Stones –
„Some Girls“, Don Caballero – “What burns never
returns”, Tom Waits – “small change”, Lee Hazlewood – “trouble
is a lonesome town”, Silver Surfers – “Natural Bridge”, Nick Cave – “Nocturnal
Emissions”, T-Model Ford – “pee Wee get My Gun”, June of
44 – “Tropics and Meridians”, firehose – “fromohio”, amm. |
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