web analytics
UWE BANTON - Mental WarUWE BANTON - Mental War

Uwe Banton postponed the release of his new album "Mental War" but the wait ha [ ... ]

+ Full Story
Five tips for being a better songwriterFive tips for being a better songwriter

Learning to play a song is one thing, but when you want to create a song for others t [ ... ]

+ Full Story
THE CHURCH - Hologram of BaalTHE CHURCH - Hologram of Baal

The Church were definitely a breath of fresh air when they arrived on the heavily synth- [ ... ]

+ Full Story
Metal is a state of mindMetal is a state of mind

Metal is a state of mind. It's gone back underground and Metal always gets better when [ ... ]

+ Full Story
This email address is being protected from spambots. You need JavaScript enabled to view it.


THERAPY? Suicide Pact - You first

History is a fickle mistress, but few have been cuckolded quite like Therapy?. In 1993, we were fleetingly prepared to believe they were the future of punk and metal rolled into one bite-sized snack pack. At their best, They sounded like techno played with guitars that ate people, plus tunes.

So why, six years later, do they seem like a relic from a bygone age? Well, maybe they slept with the devil, and the devil, he took them away. The devil in this case being heavy metal, with which they always flirted, but used to encase in a shell of razor-sharp pop spikes.

Now they appear to have embraced it unequivocally, un-ironically, and ungratefully. Now and again it works. 'He's Not That Kind Of Girl' is a cartoonishly malevolent rocker, all quiet-loud explosions of angst, with Andy Cairns impersonating Tom Waits (after he died) one minute, then Ian Astbury the next.

The 'Ten Year Plan' is 'Paranoid'-era Black Sabbath with Lemmy on vocals and all the better for it. Elsewhere, though, the would-be-shocking song titles, and the over-stylized Mummy-it's-a-nasty-man voices reek of a band trying too hard to find a new identity. To paraphrase that album title - Therapy? sell... but who's buying this?