I’ve been looking forward to Wrong Creatures, the new album from Black Rebel Motorcycle Club, for a while. I was interested to hear how they’d follow up Spectre at the Feast – an album that dealt with loss and upheaval following the death of bassist / vocalist Robert Been‘s father, and how they’d bounce back after drummer Leah Shapiro was diagnosed with a brain disease and had to undergo surgery (from which, thankfully, she’s fully recovered).
The new album is mellower than some of their past material, but no less haunting. Most the tracks have names that evoke images of ghosts, shadows, dreams, or the unknown. After a brief instrumental opener (“DFF,” which almost sounds like a haunted train station), the first full track is “Spook.” It starts with that rough, almost spaghetti western soundtrack guitar (from co-vocalist and guitarist Peter Hayes) that BRMC does so well and I’m happy to say that Ms. Shapiro is still able to lay down serious beats. The lyrics mention dead cities falling into ruin. One of the first lyrics on “King of Bones” mentions living on borrowed time. Been’s fuzzed bass growls through the entire track.
“Haunt” comes after it, with Hayes taking lead vocals on what almost becomes a western-twinged ballad. “Echo” is aptly named. Sometimes it’s big and bold, other times it’s quiet and distant. “Ninth Configuration,” with its rainstorm-like guitar work (some of Hayes’ best on the record), lies somewhere between shoegaze and dream pop. “I’ll give you what you want if you promise you’ll keep walking away,” Been sings on the wicked “Question of Faith” – a song about obsession and heartbreak.
“Calling Them All Away” sprinkles in what sounds like a sitar with Hayes’ droning guitar and Been’s humming bass. The piano in it is another nice touch. “Little Thing Gone Wild” is a scorcher, with Hayes shredding harmonica and guitar and Shapiro sounding like she’s beating her kit to make up for the time she lost while recovering from surgery. Another aptly named track is “Circus Bazooko.” It has this slightly creepy circus sideshow organ riff throughout it while Hayes swaggers, Been grooves, and Shapiro puts on a precision clinic.
“Carried from the Start” brings back the wall of fuzz BRMC mastered a long time ago while Shapiro’s beats border on Native American pow-wow rhythms before hammering out solid rock riffs. The album ends with “All Rise,” a slow burn of a track that builds to stadium rock levels (and includes violin!).
It’s nice to hear BRMC stretching their muscles. Not counting the instrumental “DFF,” the shortest song on this album is 3:19. It’s also nice to hear them embracing the soft and the hard, which are found in all of the album’s themes (death, sex, love, etc.).
Keep your mind open.
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