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[Betaray]

Giornalista inglese che recensisce il nuovo degli Hives, tra l'altro passati inosservati:

The Hives - 'Tyrannosaurus Hives'
(Friday July 30, 2004 2:36 PM )

Released on 26/07/04
Label: Polydor


The Hives are very nearly a perfect pop band. They come from Sweden, the greatest per capita pop nation on Earth. They look so fabulous that even huge band mates can't spoil the effect. They really, really love their job. And their song titles alone reveal more wit and imagination than the entire career of Oasis. Sigh. If only their albums were a bit better.

On "Tyrannosaurus Hives" the Swedes tackle a bewildering range of musical styles, from epic prog to blessed-out balladry to hardcore techno. Only joking! It is, of course, made up of the exact same amphetamine-fuelled, staccato punk as their last two albums and which seems to be their solitary songwriting mode. Their discipline is admirable, and they really can play, but still. This record feels like being strapped into a car and driven at full speed around North London. It's initially thrilling, but soon everything seems like more of the same.

Let's start with the thrills, notably the terrifically titled opener "Abra Cadaver". A mechanical maniac of a song marked out by a frantic bass line and Pelle Almqvist's lunatic cry "they tried to stick a dead body inside of me!", it's a welcome reminder that whilst The Hives only ever write one song, at least it's a good one. When it is rapidly followed by "Two Timing Touch and Broken Bones", a similarly frothing, bug eyed punker, it's difficult to avoid excitement.

Unfortunately, the single "Walk, Idiot, Walk" scuppers the mood. It has that pounding bass line and a deliciously crunchy riff, but never really builds upon them. Franz Ferdinand once had a very similar riff, but they turned it into "Take Me Out". The Hives seem incapable of the same creative leap. Indeed, on straight-ahead rockers like "No Pun Intended" and "See Through Head" The Hives are boring, surely the one thing they should never, ever be.

There are other pleasures here, if you take the time to find them. "Love In Plaster" has a melancholic, Buzzcocks undertone and a genuine, proper chorus, while "Diabolic Scheme" is all twitches and angst, the comedown after the previous speed thrills.

"Tyrannosaurus Hives" is a good record, but one best dipped into rather than listened to in one go. That's why you will hear it advertising new Channel 4 programmes more often than in pubs or at friend's houses. The Hives are going to have to have a rethink if they want to avoid that fate.

by Jaime Gill

altra recensione con di mezzo i fratellini:


Kasabian - 'LSF (Lost Souls Forever)'
(Tuesday August 10, 2004 11:45 AM )

Released on 09/08/2004
Label: BMG


If Noel Gallagher hadn't lost his nerve and sacked Death In Vegas as the producers of the next Oasis album, there's a good chance it would have sounded a lot like this monolithic slab of swaggering drone rock. The vocals have the arrogant insouciance of Gallagher junior, while the music has the pounding, simplistic layering of the best Vegas records. It's almost certainly better than whatever Oasis do eventually come up with.

The star of the show is singer Tom Meighan, whose huge voice and slurred Northern vowels have an instant authority even when singing vaguely politicised gibberish about "backs to the wall" and a mysterious they who will "kill us all". A Radiohead fan, it would appear.

Like Soulwax, Kasabian are a rock band with enough sense of what year it is to throw some slinky electronica into the mix. The song never quite takes the gear shift into excellence, but its sheer confidence impresses.

We'll be keeping an eye on this lot.

ancora , stavolta il NME con il nuovo degli Hives:

posto solo quello che ci interessa poi vi do il link

The Hives : Tyrannosaurus Hives
Russell Arkwright lives in Garstang, Lancashire. He's the charismatic, really rather handsome, frontman of a band. He calls them The Pectins because his mum makes jams and sells them down the farmers' markets in Blackburn and Bolton.

Russell decides that, hey, we're not going to be like Oasis, or them bands who think it's OK to just, you know, turn up and do a gig. Russell sees Oasis on the telly. They are dressed like the lads who go down the pub. Cool, he thinks, they look like my mates. But I want to be a real rock'n'roll star. An untouchable. What's the point of looking like my mates when I could put on a show and be bigger than real life? Russell dresses his band in matching purple bodysuits. All of them: even Marcus, the prematurely-balding bassist with the unfortunate goatee beard and 'Fridge', the super-sized guitarist....





http://www.nme.com/reviews/11716.htm

[ArcherV]

ah, per me i tabloid inglesi sono da ignorare...

[KIA]

troppo lungo x l'ora...

[Apocalisse]

troppo lungo x l'ora...

quoto

God Save Oasis!!!

[desiderio81]

Ma che palle con questo inglese....pago una cena al prima che fa la traduzione!!

[BLACKSCORPION88]

Ma che palle con questo inglese....pago una cena al prima che fa la traduzione!!

se vuoi te lo traduco io, però sappi che sono un boy

[desiderio81]

Ma che palle con questo inglese....pago una cena al prima che fa la traduzione!!

se vuoi te lo traduco io, però sappi che sono un boy

Vorrà dire che ci fermeremo alla cena!!!

[admin]

Ma che palle con questo inglese....pago una cena al prima che fa la traduzione!!

se vuoi te lo traduco io, però sappi che sono un boy

Vorrà dire che ci fermeremo alla cena!!!

[The Hindu Man]

traduzione...

[Promentory1985]

sulla prima praticamente dice che gli oasis dsono giurassici o qualcosa del genere, la seconda non l'ho letta perchè è troppo lunga e ciò mi scoraggia