Posts from 10th June 2002

Jun 02

PRIMAL SCREAM — ‘Miss Lucifer’

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PRIMAL SCREAM — ‘Miss Lucifer’

Hold on to your hats! Or sides. ‘Skinny girl / Dressed in black / Leather boots / Nazi hat / Tattooed panther / [something something]* / Sexy dancer / Immaculate grace / SHAKE IT BABY!’ – I can type this shit, Bobby, but you sure can’t sing it. Meet Primal Screams new direction, same (for once) as the old direction — fast and shiny machine-rock with lyrics from the Edgy Rock Fridge Poetry Kit. Lyrics don’t matter, you say? Well voices surely do and Gillespie’s is as feeble as ever — he wants to be Charlie Manson, he sounds like Charlie Hawtrey. The worst thing is that — just like the ‘Swastika Eyes’ remix — the music supporting this guff is fairly tasty. Dirty synths and high BPMs, it just might in an unguarded moment tempt you to try and strike the kind of wasted techno-Iggy pose Bobby does — until that is you notice what a fool he’s looking, and think better of it.

*(There is the possibility that ‘[something something]’ is actually ‘love Viking’ in which case I may take it all back.)


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Supertroupers: from the same edition of the Guardian, a quiet demonstration of how it should be done, as Peter Paphides interviews two of ABBA. An experienced pop writer taking on and taking seriously a group he clearly has great affection for – the result is a gentle but interesting chat with two relatively press-weary stars. A few good insights, and Paphides tells a good story too:

“Five years ago, when the Sex Pistols’ 20th anniversary reunion tour came to London, John Lydon decided that the band should enter to the strains of Dancing Queen – the plan being to remind us how terrible music had become when the Sex Pistols came along. The idea backfired. On instant recognition of that piano flourish, the entire audience cheered and broke into spontaneous dancing.”

The Poet and the Princess

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The Poet and the Princess: Gabriel Garcia Marquez on Shakira, a featurette that must have got the commissioning editors salivating. Actually, Colombia’s most famous novelist turns in a celebrity puff piece that would have had Hello! blushing. It underlines the simple truth that having good writers writing about pop doesn’t neccessarily make for good pop writing. Apparently Shakira is clever and hard-working – good for her!


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Melanie – “I Don’t Eat Animals”
“I don’t eat animals, and they don’t eat me”

Oh course who am I to argue with the seminal thinker and proto-Mel in pop about her vegetarianism, but me it seems to be strikingly foolish to think that – if trapped by a Siberian Snow Leopard who cannot get the microwave to defrost his Findus French Bread pizza he is going to overlook the equally herb flavoured snack that is Melanie just because she is a card carrying vegetarian. It is possibly true that Melanie has not yet to this date been devoured by an animal – though since her career nosedived the day people stopped drawing flowers we cannot be so sure. That said I would see this as a challenge if I were an intelligent animal (though on second thoughts if I were an intelligent animal what I would be doing listening to a Melanie record is beyond me).

ANyway, I bet she’s been sucked by a mosquito somewhere along the line. Animals drink her, does she drink ’em back?