Unicycle Loves You - Failure
Influences, every artist has them. But, what are your views on those that wear them on their sleeve?
Unicycle Loves You have been described as possessing a raw, sonic palette. If by that they mean the band listened to This Is It, transcribed their favourite parts and regurgitated it all into an ‘original’ of their own, then yeah.
‘Garage Dump’ and ‘Wow Wave Cinema’ greet you with their mixture of garage pop and west coast basslines, the latter quickly descending into repetative guitar strokes. Title track ‘Failure’ is again one with acute pop sensibilities, lead songwriter Jim Carroll mimicing Julian Casablancas in parts with an overall Strokes feel taking hold which unfortunately, I feel, is intended.
‘Piranha’ fares somewhat better as it demonstrates their Sonic Youth influence with a sound reminiscent of Thurston Moore’s solo efforts. ‘Separate Places’ too is a welcome relief for its addictive guitar hook and vocal melody which made an ardous commute bearable. But, while these few minutes are of pleasure to me, once again they display unashamedly a distinct lack of originality; ‘Bitch Eye’ and ‘Brand New Pillow’ ticking their Raveonettes and Kevin Shields boxes respectively.
On the whole this record fails to push boundaries, taking the easy route walking well trodden paths. What I dislike most is the game they seem to be playing with themselves. How many of our favourite artists can we copy and sell to the unsuspecting public? Much like most situations in which I find myself the outside of, it’s not much fun when they look over their shoulder at you and smile.
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