Thursday, February 24, 2011

You Cannot Live Without ‘Lungs’

Another Amateur Review of More Musical Greatness.
I’m somewhat embarrassed to admit that I am just now getting on Florence and the Machine’s ‘Lungs’ album bandwagon.  To save a little face though I’d like to state for the record that  it has been on my radar since last fall as Dog Days and Hurricane Drunk have graced several a mat and running mixes.   That being said, shame on me for not having snagged all the yummy tunes on this kick-ass album back then and shame on you too if you’re in the same boat.  And then shame on you, the one with the smug grin that says you’ve been sitting on it for months and didn’t bother to share it with me – How dare you.
From beginning to end, every stinking song is intense and punch-you-in-the-gut good and much to Kev’s dismay, they are best heard at inappropriately loud decibels.  Florence’s (yes, that’s her real name) voice  oozes reminiscent of Tori Amos and Kate Bush with a side of Yeah, Yeah, Yeahs.  Mix that with The Machine’s ability to back her with a startling range of jazzy electronic, punky, poppy and tribal beats and you might just have my favorite album of 2010.  Yes, I’m throwing it back to 2010 so say their Grammy wins.
The first song Dog Days are Over plops us on a roller coaster ride of ethereal melodies, harp strings and kick drum beats that you can’t help dancing around spastically (or me anyway) to.  I dare you to sit still.  Rabbit Hearts brings on the Kate (and mayhaps a pinch of Eurythmics back up)with impossibly high notes that give you chills as you raise it up.  I’m Not Calling You a Liar and Howl do not disappoint and then comes Kiss with a Fist which is as catchy as it sound. More spastic dancing ya’ll.  It brings on the punky electric guitars and takes the vocals to the other end of the spectrum of husky and borderline screaming but in that really cool way so you can’t help but belt it along with your new best friend Florence.  I would totally wail on Rock Band drums to that one.  Amazeballs, really. 
We’re almost there so keep reading.
Girl With One Eye Open stands out from the rest of the tracks with a swaggering sexy rhythm that will fool you unless you pay attention to the lyrics:  Girl with one eye, I’ll cut your little heart cuz you made me cry.  Ouch.  You know you’re listening to Drumming Song correctly when it literally vibrates in your stomach and your husband comes down stairs with raised brows and a ‘Really?’ look on his face.  Between Two Lungs might be in my top 3 on this album.
Fast forward to My Boy Builds Coffins and prepare yourself for a little Tori meets rockabilly.  A yummy one to run to, this little jewel hovers towards the end of the album but its steady beat reminds you that you are not done yet my friend.  Must. Keep. Moving.  Moving onto Drunken Hurricane.  This song is the one that would show up in a chick flick (but like a really good chick flick with no one born after 1990 in it) and it would be the part where the lead chick ditches her loser boyfriend and gets her shit together and then the chick audience totally grins and nods their heads in approval.  Trust me on this.  Blinding brings back the tribal with its powerful – and I mean powerful – vocals and choir and is just the thing to feed us into our last and final rocking tune You’ve Got the Love.  Florence and her super-powered machine send us off and reminds us that while there’s love and loss and sometimes you just wanna say eff it, it’s you that’s got the love and it’s freaking awesome. 
This album will make you furiously happy.  Trust me on this.

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