The almost totally instrumental opener, ‘Intro (Return of the Trash)’, sets the tone and pace of the Pornovurt sound with a huge combination of styles that crash-land all at once. The locked rhythm section, crunchy guitars, and ethereal synths create a wide sound that slots into the vocal line perfectly in the second track ‘On a Train’.
Third track ‘Mind’ has one of those chorus lines that’s bound to regurgitate the ‘Leave me Alone’ line in your head a fair bit and, with distinct flickers of Bowie’s Stardust-years in amongst the thundering toms and gritty guitars, there is an element of glam to complement the rock.
There are more good moments in the next track, which is called ‘Moments’ (pardon the pun). This song tightly fits the instrumentation together and rather cleverly creates a huge space in a minimalistic chorus.
My personal choice from this album has to be ‘Cold’. A really dirty groove is created by the drums and bass with the synth adding a dark element to the sound. After a meandering verse, the chorus is devastatingly hooky. The second verse has more drive than the first and builds up even more for the chorus.
‘Vodkaville’ punks things up with a simple chord progression and punchy vocal line before the epic ‘One of My Mornings’ rounds things off.
The driving pace of this collection of songs connects instantly with the feet and the combination of ‘all that rocks’ into one ‘Ultimate-Glam-Punk-Rock’ style is comparable to an angry version of Suede, with a measure of Jane’s Addiction, and (dare I say this?) Robbie Williams on vocals.
The quality and energy of Pornovurt cannot fail to impress!
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