The Sleepy Jackson - Personality (One Was a Spider, One Was a Bird)
Since the Sleepy Jackson formed in 1999, their founder - Australian oddball Luke Steele - has ditched no less than three sets of bandmates. This second album features just Steele and drummer Malcolm Clark.
But any fears that the ethereal grandeur of 2003's Lovers might be swapped for White Stripes-esque minimalism are swept away in a torrent of strings, horns and backing choirs. Driven by a passion for the Beatles and Brian Wilson, Steele appears to have hired every session musician in Sydney to help realise his orchestral-pop vision. The result is a stirring, richly detailed record that sounds something like Mercury Rev produced by Phil Spector and fronted by a wide-eyed Roy Orbison.
Steele's softly expressed demons underscore Personality, but the album's most striking feature is its ability to avoid the musically obvious while still delivering golden pop melodies. A special record from a special talent.
- Chris Salmon, July 21, 2006 via The Guardian
Adam Green - Jacket Full of Danger
Can this really be Adam Green's fourth solo album? The man who famously spent whole days, and sometimes weeks, meticulously crafting a single line is creatively flourishing. Following his Anglo-German book of gobbledygook last year and the perplexingly underrated 'Gemstones' album, Green seems to be spewing forth words with some considerable aplomb. If 'Gemstones' was occasionally erratic, then 'Jacket Full of Danger' is a more mature and finely honed piece, a fully realised record that embodies what Adam Green is, and thankfully there's still madness in his method.
Green's appeal lies in his oxymoronic qualities; a cherubic face and a brain scourged with deviant thoughts. He may have the eyes of a puppy but you wonder if deep down he's a very evil man who wants to bite you. Nowhere is this deviance more evident than on 'Drugs' a ballad about the fact Green loves drugs and how gutted he is when his lady throws his drugs away.
"I like to do drugs, I like to have drugs, I like to hold a cigarette full of grass in my hand."
It's typical Green in that it's hilariously funny, occasionally nonsensical, and will corrupt and offend in equal measure. Songs about drugs are so often shrouded in innuendo and rely on heavy symbolism, yet Green is emphatically and refreshingly bold. He's at his best when he's forthright, and pouring out what pollutes his weird head, and if it's cruel than that's even better.
"There's no place inside this romance, for a girl who's clearly balding, so embarrassed by injustice that shuts doors on balding women' ('Hairy Women).
Speaking of the Doors, Green's rasping baritone is even richer and more hoary than usual, and while the Lee Hazelwood and Scott Walker comparisons still stand, 'Jacket Full of Danger' sees him emulating the primal grunt of the late leather-trousered sex-drunk Jim Morrison, especially on 'White Woman', which is effectively an updated rendering of 'LA Woman'. Yes, on 'Jacket Full of Danger' Green's Mojo is rising, and he just got that little bit more dangerous. Come and pay homage to the new Lounge Lizard King.
- Jeremy Allen, April 12, 2006 via Playlouder