Author: david smith
12/03/1999 | A Different Kind of Greatness | www.adkg.com
| Album Review
I've made no excuses for it; in fact, I've come right out and told the world -- I love 80's music (take a gander at my Antarctica review if you dont belive me [the ultimate proof, no?]). I'm all about synths and cheesy guitar effects. Furthermore, if I could have it one way and one way only, I'd take the 80's route. There's just something about the androgyny, the sex, the sexualized lyrics, and uh, the overwhelmingly high amout of references to gettin' it on that make it so appealing. Luckily, The Faint play right into all of these. Their first album wasn't completely devoid of all these elements though, they just seem to have "toughened up" a bit. Whereas the last was full of cheap, harmless pop hooks, this one seeths with sexual energy, punk ferocity, and a definite 80's nod. They could almost be the bastard children of the 80's brit-pop scene; kicked out for rocking a little too hard.
With song titles like "Worked Up So Sexual" and "Casual Sex," you know exactly where these guys are coming from. The singer's faux-brit, throaty moan coaxes the listener to a frenzy. With synthesizer-drenched, borderline punk rock songs to couple, there is no resisting. This is music for gettin' down and gettin' naked. There's no other way around it, hombre, it's time to get riled up with that special someone. You know you can't get enough of Simon LeBon's ambiguous come-ons, so just imagine his band cross-breeding with a bunch of punk rockers and you have The Faint. Now there's a prospect I know you can't shake from your psyche. If you're like me, that is a good good thing.