Ash - Twilight Of The Innocents
tracks:
1. I Started A Fire
2. You Can't Have It All
3. Blacklisted
4. Polaris
5. Palace Of Excess (fka Suberraneans and fka Suicide Girls)
6. End Of The World
7. Ritual
8. Shadows
9. Princess Six
10. Dark And Stormy - Dark And Stormy
11. Shattered Glass
12. Twilight Of The Innocents
upps My Vitriol - A Pyrrhic Victory - EP [2007]
tracks:
1. War Of The Worlds
2. Lord Knows How I've Tried (Mellow Version)
3. Toy Soldiers
4. ElectroWar (The Son Of Robot Remix)
upps
oder:
mega-upps
info: ( unter vorbehalt ) ( obwohl ich die auch ganz geil finde, nur der Vergleich zu Muse hinkt... )
At the turn of the century two up and coming bands found
themselves heavily tipped to drag British rock music
kicking and screaming head first into the 21st Century.
One of these was Muse, the other being My Vitriol.
The unimpeachable rise of Muse to almost world domination
status has been a source of excitement for all who dared
to believe in them from the outset. On the other hand, the
self-imposed hiatus of My Vitriol has been more one of
bewilderment as the band seemingly had it all on a plate
when 2001's 'Finelines' hit the shops amidst a wave of
good press and sonic intensity.
Now, five years on from their last single release, My
Vitriol are back with a new EP that while not returning to
their tremolo inspired Seattle-isms, doesn't really
inspire either.
Lead track 'War Of The Worlds' sounds like the band have
been locked away in a studio all these years surrounded by
textbooks decreeing how stadium rock anthems are meant to
be, as it huffs and puffs bluster and bile in equal
measures without ever really setting its sights on anyone
or anything in particular.
'Lord Knows How I've Tried' is a forgettable ballad that
probably wouldn't have made the cut as a b-side on the 4th
single from 'Finelines' back in the day, while
'ElectroWar', a remix of the title track, is best left
alone.
Worryingly, the best of the four songs on offer here is a
cover of Martika's 'Toy Soldiers', which takes the
original's subservient message and rips it inside out
courtesy of Som Wardner and Seth Taylor's guitar
histrionics.