Records Slovenly THINKING OF EMPIRE SST ;[ like to sleep in as much as the nest guy. A week full of classes, hotnework and pre-dawn personal dadbreaks, plus the added drain of parties and socializing that spill into the early morning hours (and I do: mean very early morning) feed the body's desire to sleep deep into the evening of the following day (so much for football Saturdays). ten I finally do pull out of my slmber some twelve hours later, I like to put something on the turntable to ease my transition into the world of the living - some - thing mellow enough to avoid separating my soul from my earthly fotm, but driving enough to prevent me from slipping back into a coma. Various records have proved un - worthy of the task; Thinking of mpire, the SST debut of San Francisco's Slovenly is a perfect click. So how does Slovenly fit in as my somnabulist spin supreme? I hate to use the word, but it's eclectic. Moods of the songs take off in all directions like Miss Liberty's oxidized copper tiara: straightforward or abstruse, sooth - 'ng or jarring, jazzy or funky. hards of melody dart like gleaming rivulets of sweat all around the listener, sometimes pouring out in a fluid manner, other times oozing out in herks and jerks. Guitars mew and purr like a roomful of kittens, then suddenly jackknife lile a semi and roar like a pride of lions. Confused? Well, if Ian Curtis hadn't died and had taken his laintive vocals and started the Smiths instead of Morrissey, and if Jeffrey Lee Pierce of the Gun Club had lost his vocal chords in a lawn- mowing accident and had decided to concentrate on his country-tinged chords as a second guitarist, and if Coin Newman of Wire had decided to donate some of his literate-to-an- abstraction lyrics to the cause, and f Tom Verlaine of Television could omehow pull together this dis - pa'ate group in a studio and produce such a conglomeration, it would something like Slovenly. It's strange that this talented quintet are now on SST, since they don't pander to (most of) the labe's post-Flag metallic dirge. Instead of the, typical power chord/power chord/wall of noise approach, Slo - venly shuck formulas as basic as epetitive choruses. Songs like "Movement," "At Sea," and "Interruptions" whirl and shimmer like bicycle spokes, then stop on a dime as the handbrakes are applied, then start spinning again in a breathless rush of seamless pre - cision. Forces of cacaphony and complacency crash concurrently underneath the surface of the song tricture, taking turns letting their pointed heads bob to the top of the miz in the form of tense chord pregressions or relaxed soloing. The resulting tunes achieve the feat of :being simultaneously direct and indirect. Of course, the LP is fit for more than just groggy enjoyment. It's the perfect accompaniment for cross-country driving, or for wit - bessing the turbulent shadows of wind-rocked tree limbs cut violent swathes of darkness across a wall, or for sitting back against a tree in the Diag and watching the aerial skateboard ballet. In fact, it's just the thing to listen to while sitting in your room on a couch, slowly eating yogurt and staring at the pile of textbooks and homework grow - Wu9 like a stalagmite from the rug. ust close your eyes and allow yourself to be conquered by Empire. -Mike Rubin New Marines DIVING FOR PEARLS- DEEP WATER DANCE MIX Suite Beat The New Marines end up with sand with this 12" single. The first side is comprised of two versions of "Diving for Pearls"- the dance mix and shorter yet otherwise indistinguishable "edited mix." The song has a True West feel to it with a monotonous naked drum beat, ccasional guitar riffs, and the rare The Michigan Daily - Monday, October 13, 1986-- Page 9' Christian Death THE WIND KISSED PICTURES Chameleon Christian Death takes time to set the mood. The Wind Kissed Pictures, a four song EP by this English trio has the necessary packaging for an escape into Vic - torian romanticism via doom and gloom. The album comes com - plete with a handy-dandy prayer book and pictures of dead people. However, as soon as the needle hits the wax, Christion Death falls flat. On each of the four songs, lead singer Valor drones on in a re - petitive emotionless style that is as boring as it is pretentious. Chris - tian Death's attempt to evoke images of Victorian romance fails miserably. Lyrics such as and from my bouquet I select another rose for the carnival freak who writes with her toes, from the song "Lacrima Christi" are just plain dumb. Christian Death takes preten - tiousness to new heights of stu - pidity. The music is restrained. You'll find no gut-wrenching instru - mentals on this record. "The Wind Kissed Pictures" is a prime example of Christian Death putting all the effort into setting the mood (i.e. Gitane Demone's moanings and wailing babies in the song's introduction) and little into the actual song writing. There is one moment of doom and gloom ecstasy on this record. It is the first ten seconds of "Be - lievers of the Unpure." Gitane Demone's haunting back up vocals will send chills up your spine. But ten seconds does not make up for this horrifyingly dismal record. Avoid Christian Death religiously. -Dana Mendelssohn Rifle Sport COMPLEX Ruthless Big drums. These guys got real big drums. Good drums, loud drums. And a really loud, whaling voice that sounds louder than it probably should- but that's good. These guys are Rifle Sport and they live in Minneapolis, and that's what "Box of Dirt," one of the three songs on their first EP Complex, sounds like. "Box of Dirt" isn't a great song, but it's got all the makings of a really great song, which is probably why it grows on you like it does. "Bedroom Full of Ice" is the record's fastest song, and the tempo keeps changing which proves that these guys know how to write songs that don't get ridiculously monotnous and re - petitive. "Complex" is by far the record's best song. It just assaults one with punishing bass , and then a noisy guitar comes out of no - where and takes over. There's something about this record that makes one want to like it, so I think I do. I guess the jury's out until we hear another batch of songs from Rifle Sport. -Danny Plotnick Talking heads don't say much in their new album, 'True Stories.' - - - - - -i Talking Heads TRUE STORIES Sire The Talking Heads new album True Stories is truly disap - pointing. It continues the T-Heads alarming trend toward pop music. Not that there is anything wrong with pop music, but for a band which has proven itself through innovative rhythms and unique lyrics to be capable of more than mindless pop, it is a letdown. Perhaps one excuse is that the album consists of songs from the motion picture of the same title, which was directed by none other than David Byrne. 'If the music has been written to accompany the movie, however, it must be a pretty dull flick. Now, you're probably thinking, "Why so harsh?" If you've only heardthe hit single "Wild Wild Life" it is an understandable response. That vap - id, but fun, tune is the album's best. Nor do the T-Heads seem em - barassed by the lack of content in their recent music. "People Like Us" comes out with the statement that, People like us/ We don't want freedom/ We don't want justice! We just want someone to love. And if you've got a station wagon and a white picket fence we'll take that too. Pathetic drivel from a band that used to pride itself on more than aural masturbation. "Dream Operator" is David Byrne's attempt at becoming a modern-day William Wordsworth by glorifying childhood, yet falls far short with lyrics such as,When you were little/ And dreamed you were big! You must have been something/ A real tiny kid/ You wish you were me/ I wish I were you. Goo Goo Ga Ga. A terrible album from a great band. -Joel Tractenberg You've thought about it. 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