Scotland - Luna Kafé - Full Moon 30 - 03/31/99
Mogwai
Come On Die Young
Chemikal Underground (UK) / Matador (US)
Finally, the big cheeses, the one you've all been
waiting for - Luke Sutherland's old sparring partners
(and he appears on this album, though the spoken word
collaboration seems to be either on hold or a figment
of someone's imagination) - anyway, Mogwai's Come
On Die Young is upon us, meaning national
celebrations, dancing in the streets of Lanarkshire,
and the start of (another) Slint revival. It'll be
quite fascinating to see how successful this will be,
as it could be the most successful chart album from an
'experimental' band ever. Then again, perhaps the
backlash is upon us as the Melody Maker has already
given them their (first?) bad review. He should
perhaps be warned of the band's possible reaction,
as the title is taken from a 1960's slogan from
Glasgow's notorious gang wars.
The album itself was originally slated to have less
"quiet/LOUD/quiet/MY EARS ARE BLEEDING" song
progressions, but this isn't strictly true - sure,
there's less pure noise than the likes of Stereodee,
but that's not necessarily a bad thing. Progression is
along the lines of the No Education EP -
reviews have concentrated on the Iggy Pop sample that
starts the album, where he talks about 'Punk Rock',
and doubtless any radio airplay will feature on the
'title' track CODY, which is the most
listener-friendly song on the album - in fact, it's
the only 'song' on the album, Stuart's vocals,
slightly hesitant, fit in pretty well with the
atmosphere the song generates. Apart from re-recorded
versions of Xmas Steps and the all-squeaky-clean
Helps Both Ways, there is righteous noise on
Year 2000 Non-Compliant Cardia (a reference to
the drummer's pacemaker - no, not a click-track, but
an actual pacemaker which may have to be removed due
to the Y2K bug!). And we get, well, what we expect
from Mogwai on' Ex-Cowboy and Chocky i.e.
quiet bits and LOUD bits in earnest and swift
succession. It's a testament to them that they can
still scare the pants off the listener with a quick
blast of noise even though any experienced Mogwai fan
is on the edge of their seat waiting for the next
sonic assault.
The album closes with Punk Rock / Puff Daddy /
ANTICHRIST, which should get a fresh set of
lawyers onto them, if this album emerges from the
underground and into the mainstream, where the legal
profession and purveyors of rap-lite roam. Still, my
money's on the wee lads from the Young Team.
Copyright © 1999 Stuart McHugh
|