Coming straight out of Ontario like a tornado working its way through a cornfield maze, the ever-so-pretty Bleeker promise much. There are moments during the title track where singer Taylor Perkins sounds like a young Chris Cornell lambasting the world on Soundgarden’s Louder Than Love album. Equally good is the sublime pop of I’m Not Laughing Now or the compressed funk and falsetto vocals driving along the groove of Where’s Your Money. Sadly, it’s less impressive when they completely lift Lenny Kravitz’s Fly Away for the intro to Still Got Love; become regressive and empty on the all-strutting, all-posturing, all-seen-it-before Highway and Free, which sound like they were both written with a car advert in mind; or the limp, piano-led Close My Eyes. They’re nearly there, but must try harder next time.
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Philip Wilding is a novelist, journalist, scriptwriter, biographer and radio producer. As a young journalist he criss-crossed most of the United States with bands like Motley Crue, Kiss and Poison (think the Almost Famous movie but with more hairspray). More latterly, he’s sat down to chat with bands like the slightly more erudite Manic Street Preachers, Afghan Whigs, Rush and Marillion.
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