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Gloves are not that scary. They're just not. Finger, thumbs, a woolen palm; hardly the things nightmares are made of. Mittens on the other hand...
*shudder*
So it's inauspicious subject matter for everyone's favourite goth-rock opinion dividers. But then again, when you're screaming about "hacking desperately at a sea of appendages" like Leatherface's disturbed younger brother, you can call your songs whatever you want.
That said, Gloves is a bit Horrors-by-numbers - drunken church organs chasing 1960s garage rock riffs around the mausoleum in a deadly game of stab chase - which could sound like a "bad thing", except it actually manifests itself as the most adrenalin fueled, heart rate increasing two-and-half minutes of "good thing" you'll hear this week. Keep an eye out for the next single, Fluffy Pandas Drinking Tea.
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