Manic Street Preachers

Manic Street Preachers

Know Your Enemy


How mega-stardom has eluded the Manic Street Preachers • after all, they’ve got both the sound and image to respectably smash the charts, at least in their native England, much like Pulp have • is anyone’s guess, but there’s no discounting the bum luck that’s befallen the band: namely, principal songwriter Richey James’ vanishing without a trace back in ’95, and the generally poorly-timed placement of their platters in the cultural landscape. Nonetheless, the Manics soldier on with Know Your Enemy, their sixth and latest full-length, offering up arguably their most solid effort thus far and unarguably their broadest, most colorful canvas yet. That canvas, then: lead-off track “Found That Soul” pounds along metronomically to Radio Birdman-lite throb; downer ballad “Ocean Spray” is as pretty and amorphous as its namesake; “Intravenous Agnostic,” undoubtedly the most infectious song this writer’s come across in years (play it at least thrice a day), sorta sounds like Swervedriver covering The Replacements; pop nuggets “So Why So Sad” and “The Year of Purification” amble about like Wings on all sorts of narcotics; and “Miss Europa Disco Dancer” hustles to and fro exactly like its namesake. And, hey, that’s just the first half of Know Your Enemy • elsewhere, we’re amply treated to various variations on their tried n’ true glam-pop formula. Likewise, here and there, the generation terrorists’ often-conflated/usually-compelling/always-idiosyncratic inflammatory lyrics remain, perhaps a bit more sugar-coated, a bit more understated, this time ’round (although the last two cuts, “Baby Elian” and “Freedom of Speech Won’t Feed My Children” suggest otherwise) • or, at the very least, not as browbeating as those on The Holy Bible (pretty good) and Gold Against the Soul (pretty bad). The epitome of a “quiet triumph,” Know Your Enemy is forlornly bound to go overlooked and underappreciated, much like the Manics’ career has to this point. Criminal, absolutely criminal.

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