ARTiST: The Chapman Family
ALBUM: Burn Your Town
BiTRATE: 211kbps avg
QUALiTY: EAC Secure Mode / LAME 3.97 Final / -V2 --vbr-new / 44.100Khz
LABEL: Pias Recordings
GENRE: Rock
SiZE: 74.43 megs
PLAYTiME: 0h 48min 57sec total
RiP DATE: 2011-03-05
STORE DATE: 2011-03-04
Track List:
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01. A Certain Degree 3:30
02. All Fall 2:37
03. Anxiety 3:12
04. Sound Of The Radio 3:36
05. 1000 Lies 4:32
06. She Didn't Know 4:59
07. Something I Can't Get Out 3:42
08. Kids 3:57
09. A Million Dollars 6:47
10. Virgins 12:05
Release Notes:
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Two and a half years ago, a bedraggled Teeside quartet bolted for the South and
a festival bill that took in the likes of Paul Weller, Doves, Editors, and all
sorts of similar mundanity. When exuberant frontman Kingsley wasn't either
swilling red wine down his Heartbreak t-shirt or attempting to asphyxiate his
oesophagus with a microphone cable, he had ample energy to bark out tempestuous,
unkempt renditions of the likes of 'Sound Of The Radio' and 'Million Dollars'.
Needless to say, he washed the floor with the general prudence of the line up,
dousing the stage in Merlot, blood, sweat and perhaps, although inconclusive,
other bodily substance. And within sweltering seconds The Chapman Family were
just a hazy, swiftly fading recollection.
Finally they've readied an album. Typically antagonistically entitled, 'Burn
Your Town' is in some respects the record the North East England troupe
ominously threatened mass media with yonks ago and exudes crude indignation.
'Sound Of The Radio' and 'Million Dollars' are still in tow, yes. Yet there's a
polished precision that may previously have been considered unfathomable,
presumably due to the involvement of Mclusky, Future of the Left and, um, The
Automatic producer Richard Jackson as tribalistic drums bout with
reverb-drenched guitars on '1000 Lies'.
Kingsley's still inconceivably eloquent both lyrically and personally, but the
scruff and scrap of early demos has been trimmed away to expose a highly
comprehensive listen, "an alternative version of Pet Sounds" were your back
garden a petting zoo inhabited by rabid wolves, barbed wire and general revolt.
Opener 'A Certain Degree' unites open string guitar menace with xylophonic
frequencies and Kingsley almost crooning. Has the Rottweiler-like overlord of
abhorrence laid to rest his qualms with Fearne Cotton and Robbie Williams and
mellowed out having overindulged on X Factor has-beens? Has he f**k.
Launching headfirst into 'All Fall', Pop's sneering bass lines immaculately
offset Kingsley's resurgent rage as he groans apocalyptically and
apoplectically, before 'Anxiety', perhaps the band's best pop at the mainstream
intervenes. Not that Kingsley's beloved Fearne will be waxing lyrical over it
any time soon…
'She Didn't Know' emerges amidst a frenzy of howling feedback and egalitarian
sentiment of general rights to entertainment, and provides a great deal of
diversion itself, whilst 'Something I Can't Get Out' is the one track of ten
that joins the dots between their vengeful vexations past and their rather more
slick contemporary sound. As Kingsley informs that "just because you don't like
it, doesn't mean you should hate it" it's evident that The Chapman Family have
certainly become harder to hate these days. That's not to say you should
necessarily like them; that's obviously, inherently, entirely subjective.
Although following exposure to the ardent yaps of 'Kids' you'd fear for your
safety were you to divulge a general distaste for his distinctly unique craft…
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