BJM return with what can only be described as their heart of darkness. An angry and alienating experience with none of the shiny, uplifting songs of the past. But this is where it excels. From the opening out of key sounding intro, with its agressive and nihilistic lyrics, we are plunged into the abyss. Sprawling through this album may not appeal to many, and certainly not to the non-BJM initiated, but Newcombe always does his own thing. Streets ahead of most 'similar' bands, what will this band do next - probably a minimalist techno album or a death metal album, but who cares, as it will always be of interest. My Bloody Underground, and it seems we love being underground.
Oh Anton, once again you say so little, and prove so much. I am a fan, so i look further between the cracks than some might, and there is genius, as before, but it's a murky search. Early sonic youth, MBV, Faust, Spacemen 3 and Ride all spring to mind, but therein lies the problem, it's a bit more evocative of other peoples work than previous albums. Yeah-Yeah is the closest to a single we get, not that it was ever about the singles, most of the albums sound like greatest hits packages anyway. I guess the chance was lost with Dig!, and the BJM are destined to remain on the outskirts of obscurity. In essence the latest release sounds like a back to basics jamboree bag that once again proves there is no compromise on the horizon.