If you're a Cure fan (or even if you're not), you probably remember the terrible day back in 1992 when Wish came out. Robert Smith had suddenly become cheery. The band had lost its edge, and the tunes shamelessly mined previous territory.
Well, I'm extremely saddened to report that the Cure Syndrome has befallen The Beautiful South. Paul Heaton is no longer dangerous. Gone is the subversiveness of "Don't Marry Her," "Alone," or "Window Shopping for Blinds." Gone is the bleak solitude masked within cheery melodies ("Rotterdam" or "Song for Whoever"). Gone is the fundamental thing that made The Beautiful South work.
Now understand that I have loved almost everything Paul Heaton has created. Everything from the Housemartins on. I was even willing to forgive the Painting It Red's weaknesses. But Gaze is downright criminal in its betrayal. A fey celebration of transvestites in "101% Man?" That's so 1987. We waited three years for this?
Perhaps the most disappointing $30 an American music fan can spend this year is on the Gaze import. After listening to Gaze, I had to listen to old Beautiful South albums just to recall what the band was about. The new album is a surprise disappointment, given the baroque lyrics and experimentation Heaton was trying with his solo album, Biscuit Boy. The Beautiful South has jumped the shark. And we we are all the lesser for it.
Posted by DrMabuse at February 6, 2004 02:36 PMI couldn't agree more. I hunted high and low for a copy and finally had to just cough up the $30 online. Like you, I was pretty impressed by Biscuit Boy and dug the small sample of "Just a Few Things I Ain't" that was available on their website. It finally arrived in my grubby hands today. I took some time to drive around at lunch hoping to happily listen to the lads. Ugh.
It's really depressing. All the witty bits are simply rehashed from older (and better) works and the Hemingway tracks are literally indistinguishable from one another. A sad day, indeed.
Posted by: mrw at February 23, 2004 12:35 PMSucks when people fail to live up to your standards, doesn't it? The fucking nerve, I say!
Posted by: pete at March 15, 2004 11:10 AM