Porridge Radio’s haunted mantras

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On March 27 were praised in these columns the merits of the first album of the Londoners of Sorry, carried by the young Asha Lorenz, distant cousin of the PJ Harvey of the beginnings. The news offers us another excellent album of English female rock, on which also hangs the shadow of the singer of Dry. The four Porridge Radio’s come from Brighton and are on their second album, in a similar style but drier and more abrasive than Sorry.

From the opening with a fanfare Born Confused, Dana Margolin rehearsals several times “I’m bored to death, let’s argue” (“I’m bored to death, let’s yell at each other”), as if she had sensed the inconvenience of confinement. Then his song ends with these words in a loop “Thank you for leaving me, thank you for making me happy” (“Thank you for leaving me, thank you for making me happy”), like the inner monologue of an independent and proud woman, just like PJ Harvey yelling at her lover “You let me dry” in his second album.

This process of words doubled like a mantra often returns throughout an album on which the guitars are always more visceral and haunted, even when a small keyboard released from the 80s comes to slide its ghostly layers, as in Give Take. Sometimes, at the bend of a scathing intro like that of Lilac, one of the album’s epic tracks is the shadow of the wildest Nick Cave hovering before a Velvetian violin and haunting drums nicely complicate the matter. But the album also offers some more caressing titles like the melancholic Pop Song or heady Circling.

Strangely, the disc ends on Homecoming Song, whose vintage synthesizers evoke a sick version of the In The Air Tonight by Phil Collins without being able to disgust us with one of the most exciting albums of the moment. Who said English rock was dead?

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