Track 1, “Heavy Like Stalin” is a groovy
little lick that introduces us to Aimée’s sexy and ambiguous voice.
Track 2, “Thief”, starts off with a few
seconds of a dreamy organ riff, then quickly flips around onto chunky
guitar that wraps around like warm skin
over Aimée’s soft chants. As a photo of her after a live show in the
sleeve
suggests, she no doubt just charged up a few boys and girls with her
thick
black mascara running down her face and puppy dog eyes. There is a tone
in this
song that makes me think of all the great girl-fronted Pacific
Northwest bands
of the early nineties. Anyone remember Hammerbox?
Track 3, “My Room,” was my personal
favourite. The track starts off invoking the faith era of the cure,
then, as is
now predictable, quickly flips perfectly into a hopeful and upbeat
groove that
seems to tell us that it’s not over yet. It then slows the tempo again
back to
sedated and ethereal. The track starts to wind down beautifully with
the line
“when the rain comes down the track, pack my bags, and I’m never,
never, coming
back." Great, great tune!!
