Never judge a book by its cover
My introduction into Chris Connellys solo work. I knew him previously as my favorite Revolting Cock and occasional singer for Ministry. This one I picked up at a used record shop right before I made my way into high school. I was expecting heavy balls to the wall industrial mish mash but was presently surprised. I believe I spun it once and it sat around for years. During a particular down time in my life I gave it another chance and have become a better man since. This album has been with me through think and thin, up and down , here and there. The only complaint I have is the fact that when letting my little brother around my cds he tends to take the cd and leave the case, so this one sits in a binder(bloody hate that).
The album starts with The Whistle Blower which is a nice pseudo instrumental driven by a tasteful bass lick, windy guitar and "who ha who ha who haas". A perfect way to get things started. On July you hear hints of Mr Connellys aggression through voice and words (God I Hate July) which comes and goes throughout the album. Hes a man of words, a poet if you must. "A trail of swollen fruit leads to a higher kind, lips and lovers limbs begin to part " Come Down Here, a nice paced track keeping things together with a few loops a nicely distorted guitar weaving about and a distant place piano. Too Good To Be True brings images of sitting with a glass of scotch in a smokey lounge. Being lulled gently by the jazzy guitar and soft piano, Chris sings "Who in the world will comfort disaster ,what in the world will save me tonight " the overall feeling on this one feels like a heartbreaking. No matter how im feeling this one seems to want to play alot longer than it does. Heartburn has a nice build up which is tastefully hinted by the bass right before the second verse. This is another track I could play over and over. The guitar starts to push off half way in and its chilling with a sense of hope. Not flashy very good wah use nothing in your face just playing right with everything else, the piano brings it on down. No Lesser Of Two Evils brings the poppy feel good vibe back with a grin "security impurity my two and only friends I could walk into disaster she could jump into a lake". The last two on this album Ignition Times Four(hello Tucker) and Dirtbox Tennessee very well feel more like the previous exposure I had with Chris Connelly.
For me this album isnt skip ahead, it plays from start to finish. If I couldnt hear this every again I surely would be saddened (deathly). Surprisingly the drums arent too much which seems to be the thing for Mr Atkins the guitar (Chris Bruce) is well constructed well placed and the bass (Stuart Zechman Ungod anyone?) very crafty. Really nothing on here is in your face maybe emotion but thats what a good album is. A nice mix of everything.
Suggested : Too Good To Be True, Heartburn and No Lesser Of Two Evils
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