meegannie
Blue Crack Addict
Superqueens 
http://www.manchesteronline.co.uk/e...7625_superqueens__cheap_shots_skinny_dog.html
"THIS isn’t a camp combination of post-clubbing hi-NRG hits. This isn’t a trendy take on mullet-streaked electronica either. No, Cheap Shots is a helluva lot weirder than that.
Released on rising local label Skinny Dog, Superqueens are two Northern blokes focused on the realities of everyday life.
Vocalist Michael Conroy Harris rants about spending cash ‘on comic truths’ (‘Gothametropolis’) over the hiss and crackle of tape whilst Salfordian Bruce Magill provides the electro drop kicks.
If you think Mike Skinner is the voice of the streets, wake up and sniff the cider-soaked paving slabs, because Cheap Shots is a perfect snapshot of the claustrophobic city.
It’s hard to follow the stories as Conroy Harris’s mind fails to work along linear roads.
But ‘The Silent Poolstar’s Lass Won’t Say Hello’ is almost like the outline of a Ken Loach film - a backroom pool table, clogged with clouds of cigarette smoke, is the setting for strange sexual tension.
Backed by simple percussion, ‘Serving Suggestion’ swipes sideways at religion and ‘Security and Peace’ is a sonnet to crime and punishment: ‘I want to be arrested by their heartbreaking honesty…’ he says as though possessed by Christopher Eccleston in a BBC drama.
For all its slow, brooding sounds, it’s certainly not a comfortable listen.
There’re no hooks, no real tunes, no real light-hearted moments - instead this is all about bravery and poetry, much like real life."
http://www.manchesteronline.co.uk/e...7625_superqueens__cheap_shots_skinny_dog.html
"THIS isn’t a camp combination of post-clubbing hi-NRG hits. This isn’t a trendy take on mullet-streaked electronica either. No, Cheap Shots is a helluva lot weirder than that.
Released on rising local label Skinny Dog, Superqueens are two Northern blokes focused on the realities of everyday life.
Vocalist Michael Conroy Harris rants about spending cash ‘on comic truths’ (‘Gothametropolis’) over the hiss and crackle of tape whilst Salfordian Bruce Magill provides the electro drop kicks.
If you think Mike Skinner is the voice of the streets, wake up and sniff the cider-soaked paving slabs, because Cheap Shots is a perfect snapshot of the claustrophobic city.
It’s hard to follow the stories as Conroy Harris’s mind fails to work along linear roads.
But ‘The Silent Poolstar’s Lass Won’t Say Hello’ is almost like the outline of a Ken Loach film - a backroom pool table, clogged with clouds of cigarette smoke, is the setting for strange sexual tension.
Backed by simple percussion, ‘Serving Suggestion’ swipes sideways at religion and ‘Security and Peace’ is a sonnet to crime and punishment: ‘I want to be arrested by their heartbreaking honesty…’ he says as though possessed by Christopher Eccleston in a BBC drama.
For all its slow, brooding sounds, it’s certainly not a comfortable listen.
There’re no hooks, no real tunes, no real light-hearted moments - instead this is all about bravery and poetry, much like real life."
