I do feel slightly guilty giving five stars to this album, as Therapy? have been "my" band for so long, and it almost seems like a cop-out to routinely reward them with five-star status. But they deserve it. This is renaissance and it sounds good.
After personnel changes, a generally disappointing last release in "Semi-Detached" and what I perceived as something of an identity crisis surrounding the band, they've gone back to their roots, signed up to an indie and done what I never thought they'd manage again - on "Suicide Pact..." they truly sound as if they're enjoying themselves. With the return of the 1991-era guitars and Andy proving you can be an excellent singer while routinely ignoring the concept of melody, the album is raw, dirty and utterly inspiring. From the ridiculous boogie of "He's Not That Kind Of Girl" to "Sister"'s schizophrenic verses and killer chorus, there's not a wasted moment, not the slightest hint of trying too hard, this is just Therapy?, pure, simple, unadulterated - and sounding more dangerous than ever, with the anthemic "Six Mile Water" disintegrating into a natty little wall of sound and "God Kicks", apparently recorded in the middle of a field, genuinely menacing.
Perhaps it's "Little Tongues First" which really sums up the album, though, with the sense of fun combining with awesome power to provide an instant live favourite. This much I know, as I had the great pleasure of seeing them live in Hamburg in December, with support from Rico of all people. A gig from the two best acts of 1999? You don't ask for more.