Jesus of the Apes
I’m torn. On one hand, the Solipsistics tend perilously towards preciousness. Main composer Jeffrey Owen McGregor writes some very intelligent, well-crafted songs. Perhaps too intelligent, too well-crafted. However, despite any reservations, the ten tracks here are all arresting examples of thoughtful pop, with all sorts of expected hooks and choruses. “Employee of the Year,” an anthem of corporate self-loathing, features the wonderfully wry chorus of “You’re the employee of the year/ and your parking space/ is close to the place/ that you fear.” “(They Tease Me Because) They Like Me” has a Nick Lowe style of driving catchiness, with interesting touches, like a Beatle-esque French horn solo. “Industrial artist” is all about the dying breed. Jesus of the Apes is a bit further along than last year’s ominously dark Careful How You Go. It may suffer a bit from overconfidence, but the quality of the songs is undeniable. Produced by Sparks’ Earle Mankey.
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