Music: Blood Pressures by The Kills ***
Jamie Hince has got to be the most unlikely fodder for the paparazzi, but when you're Mr Kate Moss there's little wonder.
However, while this Londoner has become a fixture for the glossy mags, he has made little attempt to make his music more accessible to the masses.
That trademark, stripped-back garage rock of his remains as uncompromising as ever, although it is reported that he did compromise on the album title. Apparently his supermodel partner refused to sanction the album's intended title, Sex Tapes.
That name would have made perfect sense. Like much of The Kills' previous offerings, these songs are laced with sexual innuendo, throbbing with a sensuous undertow. That sense is heightened when you remember that the band revolves around two people -- Hince and much younger American singer Alison Mosshart, whose characterful, bluesy voice provides an evocative counterpoint to her bandmate's brooding guitar. And then there's the intriguing suggestion that the pair's relationship has been strained of late.
Whatever the truth, there's no doubt that the pair's musical chemistry delivers songs of startling potency. DNA and Future Start Now are guitar-rock tunes par excellence, yet it can't be denied that a fair chunk of the album lacks the adhesive qualities of their previous (and best) album, Midnight Boom.
Burn it: Future Start Now; DNA
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