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Italian rockers Louder | | Louder
describe themselves as
grunge/rock/healing and easy listening. Which is sort of like somebody
describing a box of nails, barbed wire and salt as: "Delicious!"
Listen Me
This
song seems to provide the rock/salt element, with heavy
riffage (good for keeping things regular HAHAHA) and lyrics that if
written down would be in a font so dull that even Microsoft wouldn't use
it. Imagine Scott Weiland without the charisma. Actually, imagine
Velvet Revolver without the charisma and credibility that comes from
years of touring with Axl Rose. Not that the song could be described as
bad, merely bland.
The Mask
The Mask provides the grunge/nails and barbed wire component, following the obvious Seattle conventions:
Verses quiet with guitar sounding like the amp is in the fish tank: Check.
Chorus with over driven power chords: Check.
Incoherent lyrics: Check.
It's
essentially the blueprint for Smells like Teen Spirit but without the
vital "change the way subsequent generation look at music" ingredient.
Alice
Alice
by default covers the healing and easy listening/delicious third of the
equation. It's not very easy listening. Nor healing. It's difficult to
say what it is, although "three minutes and thirty six seconds that I
won't get back" is a start, as is "bland dullness."
The Power of Love
Finally, we
come to the cardinal sin of any rock band. Don't. Cover. The. Power.
Of. Love. You might think you're being cool and ironic, but it just
makes you look like a single solitary breast cradling a black guitar at
cock level.
Tom Flanagan | |