
Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Holy! Excuse the histrionics and the cheap nod to Ginsburg , please. Perhaps I shouldn't have been so excited about seeing a band which has over the years dropped the qualifier from its label "experimental pop." Chemical Chords is a good album but compared with one of my favourites, Dots and Loops , or the monstre sacre Emperor Tomato Ketchup , it just doesn't hold up. One song moves to another swimmingly, there are bouncy songs and there are melodic stretches which remind that Laetitia Sadier and [...]