Hey, what’s this daddio? It’s got a groovy beat!
Friday, 26 October 2007
The Guardian’s “In praise of…” Leader comments are occasionally a little off-beam. But today’s eulogising of Britney Spears for making a surprisingly-not-that-bad record is surely taking the piss.
The new album, as today’s Film & Music section points out, is often brilliant. And what is most brilliant is its musical risk-taking. This is pop, all right, but pop taken down a dark alley and given a frightful scare.
Synthesisers are distorted, vocals are so heavily treated they are almost unrecognisable, and at one point there is what sounds disconcertingly like a rooster.
Pop taken down a dark alley and given what? And as for roosters… I think that’s quite enough of that.
It sounds like my geography teacher circa 1994 trying to explain why he liked the Happy Mondays. Cringeworthy but oddly captivating.
