The Bravery, “The Bravery”
If you spent your teen years in the 1980s holed up in your bedroom, listening to New Wave, dressing in black and wearing your dad’s trench coat to school, you probably won’t enjoy The Bravery’s debut release.
There’s nothing new here. Nothing original. Nothing that doesn’t make you say, “That sounds like The Cure-The Smiths-The Church.”
But for those born in the ’80s who missed the good stuff, the recycled version must be an adequate substitute because The Bravery is selling out shows like crazy. It’s all here — the synthesizers, the drum machines, the angst. And it’s darn catchy.
The songs are simple, the lyrics are cliche-laden and all you need is one listen to start singing along. The Bravery’s Sam Endicott sounds most like The Church’s lead singer, Steve Kilbey, but with less talent. His voice is so synthetic, so distorted, so electronic. He says he decided to start a band in 2001, declaring he wanted to be in charge and he wanted to sing even though he “can’t sing a note.” He was right.
But the band seems more about style than substance anyway. Their poseur looks with tight pants, over-gelled hair and goofy Adam Ant-ish makeup are as overproduced as this CD.
—Kim Curtis