Dolores O'Riordan - No Baggage
In a weird way, former Cranberries frontwoman Dorlores O'Riordan has something in common with Eddie Vedder, her crooning being as divisive as Vedder's grunge-yodelling. Just as Vedder's pipes limit the sort of music he can perform, so O'Riordan seems predestined to restlessly pace around the same musical patch; calling her album No Baggage is almost too desperate, suggestive of a hint of underlying neurosis. Her sophomore solo effort, however, spends little time on the psychoanalyst's couch, kicking off with a couple of pop songs (Switch of the Moment and Skeleton) that are so polite on the ears that they could easily have been recorded for Melanie Chisholm, if it wasn't for O'Riordan's husky Irish growl slathered all over them. As No Baggage progresses though, it blossoms, and the penultimate piano track Lunatic and Coldplay-like Tranquilizer suggest that once Dolores has stopped trying to write 'chart-topping songs', the real music can begin.
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Worth mentioning Ewan, but it's not just Delores who has fallen into this trap. Why do so many returning acts choose album titles that assume preconceptions on the audience's part about who they are and where they're at, rather than having any conceptual integrity of their own?
These cop-outs are usually very embarrassing, especially when the (still blatant) meaning is vaguely hidden by an attempt at wanky abstraction (see 'No Line on the Horizon').
I have at least now perceived this strongly enough to add it to my list of pet hates, where before it just annoyed me and I didn't know it, so thanks.
Posted by | Monday August 2009 @ 20:26
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