(Vitamin)

Chris Cornell, meet Ned Collette

Electric/acoustic one-twos are not new, but not often is there such a disparity between song-writing styles. At first listen it seems the early ‘90s have left their definitive spray-painted mark on the Jimmi Carr Band. Hailing from the Blue Mountains, a region better known for its scenic rock formations than its formative rock scene, Carr and co. spend the majority of the first disc parading as funked-up, pissed-off grunge revivalists, blending together Flea-bitten basslines and yet-to-set choruses scraped off Seattle sidewalks. By and large, it works: Chow Down and Simplify scuffle over thawed-out Sub Pop offcuts before White People brings them to heel with a whistled melody. The accompanying acoustic CD strips off the flannel shirts in what, I feel, is a more coherent display of Carr’s talents; buoyant jangler Love The Fear Of Life is the clear winner here, evoking the ghosts of Candle Records with marked aplomb.

BEN WILSON

Be first to comment on this article

Write Comment
Comments are submitted for possible publication on the condition that they may be edited. Poster's IP addresses are logged.
Name:
Comment:
Code:*