The Rasmus - 'Dead Letters' (Universal)
1/5
By: Samantha Hall
Sad to say, but 'Dead Letters' doesn't even surmise the glorious, blazing pop appeal of Savage Garden. Accurately timed yet predictable and, to be blunt, simply nasty, tinny riffs make for sickening, milky music pleasure; definitely take your Rasmus with a cup of weak tea and a custard cream.
Vocally, Mr R could be as comfortable at the Astoria supporting any up-and-coming emo, outdated nu-metal outfit and 'In The Shadows', their recent radio-hit (yes that's where you'll know them from), is quite a nice chart-bopper. But, by God, lyrically: 'I'd rather kill myself than turn into their slave'? We think we hear an issue kid's bells a-ringing.
Even echoing dawn of the millennium Bon Jovi and, dare we say it, Daniel 'let's rock out bay-bee' Bedingfield, this is cheese-rock at its most concentrated, and fatal. And while there are some rather intricate drum-rolls and pleasing, vaguely original guitar-twiddles, it's all tarnished with a big smacking of malevolent, electronic 'whooshes' and post-production yellow-tar gloss, like stained fingers from too many cigarettes. And considering the latter, The Rasmus just leave a rather unpleasant stench and sickly, smacking taste in one's mouth.
Artists in this article: The Rasmus
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