The Neutrinos - One Way Kiss (Wet Nurse)
2/5
With 'One Way Kiss', The Neutrino's hand us a bi-polar album, the consequence of a schizophrenic hotchpotch of 90s female influences. In parts, it's tender and desperate ('Mothers Tongue' for example), but there's another, greater, more considered side showcasing Beth Gibbons-like vocals and bitter progressions of chords on an electric guitar which slowly slide up your body, shred the outer layers of your heart and then caresses your core.
However, it is so inconsistent that the minute you sit comfortably within the warmth of one style, another completely contrary genre throws a bucket of cold water over what was an ecstatic musical massage. This side of 'One Way Kiss' is swaggering with attention-seeking self cynicism, however you have a feeling The Neutrinos' bark is worse than their bite. 'She's Got a Gun' for example is sticky with anecdotal humour and haughty, hollow Karen O melodies, but offers nothing of its own.
This shambolic album is stuffed turgid with talent - but for heaven sake, I know this generation has a low attention span, but surely The Neutrinos would do better playing to their strengths, choosing a style and sticking with it? In places the build is gentle and clever with a hectic Be Your Own Pet style chaotic charisma, however by the end listening to this mishmash LP puts the ear at disease - am I coming or going? I'm not sure.
'One Way Kiss' has three conflicting textures, one of tender loin and rope, another of a bed of needles and lip stick, and a brash American feel which sees them cocky enough to use the word 'panties' without even any blushing from frontwoman Karen. It leaves me confidently dressed, crying in a ball in my room. A strange sensation indeed.
Stream three tracks from 'One Way Kiss' HERE.
Artists in this article: The Neutrinos
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