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Well, The Fall, Talking Heads, Tom Tom Club, ESG, The B-52s, Can, The Band, Leadbelly, June and Johnny [Cash], The Misfits, spirituals, southern soul, westward expansion, easterly winds, northern lights, stoners, b-boys/b-girls, trailer folk, gypsies, dub, Holy Hail certainly talk the talk.
Yet Born of a Star reminds me more of the quintessentially cool, unexpected flair of Blondie circa the Harry rap, or maybe Suzanne Vega. No matter, it's obviously down to the charming white-girl/black shtick of Hail's frontgirl Cat, and the gist of Holy Hail is they're a stunning, lopsided proposition.
Born of a Star is quintessential New York savvy, bringing together disparate parts for an angular electro stomp of Pop-Art glee. "We've heard it all and we've used it all" was the Rita Lee quote, and Hail do it with the looseness of a smile. B-side I Owe dives with funk grooves like James Brown at Luna Lounge, and the way is pointed to a thrillingly profane pallet. Don't mind celeb fans, this really is something.
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