8th September, 1997

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Single of the Week

"Some Kind Of Bliss" by Kylie Minogue

Regular readers will be only too aware of HeadCleaner's passion for teenybop pop stars doing the indie thing, so it should come as no surprise to see Empress SexKylie getting the top spot this week.

Penned by Kylie together with James and Sean from the Manics, "Some Kind Of Bliss", this could be a track from "Everything Must Go" albeit one sung by a diminutive antipodean starlet. Swooning strings, sweeping choruses and subtle chord sequences - trademark Manics in other words, but coupled with Ms Minogue's breathy and disco diva vox, making the single a marriage made in a strange but ultra cool heaven.

Just one question: why's "Little Baby Nothing" not on the b-side??

"Limbo" however is on the b-side, and is a more traditional (for the Kylester at least) glittery groove that sees Charlene pushing herself into Gloria Gaynor territory, bringing a sexy slinky bassline with her. The "Quivver" mix of "Some Kind Of Bliss" closes the single, and is a trippy ambient take on the song.

Rating: 10/10


The Rest

"All Mine" by Portishead

Somewhere in the universe, a sci-fi big band orbit a dying star in a chrome cadillac speeding through the ether. Portishead, whilst not being that band, are the closest thing we've got. Beth's voice in "All Mine" is astounding: play this one loud and I'm convinced your crytsal will break. And the song is so damn fine that you simply have no choice other than to play it at full volume. A slo-paced lazy cabaret song with barbs, the single is an immense and unsettling piece of precious metal. Astounding.

The b-sides to this are the two versions of "Cowboys" that made up the band's previous limited edition single (previously reviewed), so if you missed that, grab this and bow down.

Rating: 9/10

"Summertime" by The Sundays

Bloody hell...it's 1988 again. The Smiths have broken up, indie music is still obscure, the Pixies are blowing us to smithereens and The Sundays are providing the soundtrack to all our failed romances, drug experimentations and bedsit longings. At least that's how it was for me. And because that's the way it was for me, Harriet Wheeler's voice can still cause my spine to visit the North Pole. "Summertime" is a gorgeous paean to long days and warm nights and is the year's finest summer song. In September. Nice timing, guys.

"Nothing Sweet" is the first b-side, and is a gentle and emotional swooning ballad that is almost folksy (we're not talking Marilyn Manson here, so let them off), whilst "Gone" is the second extra track, a delicate construction of acoustic guitars and Wheeler's gymnastic vocals.

Rating: 9/10

"elektrobank" by The Chemical Brothers

A relentless pumping beat over a distorted vocal sample at what seems a million miles an hour: this is what the Chems do best and here they do it well. Not one to be whistling in the morning, but play loud enough and with the right attitude and it will blow you away. With all the usual bizarre samples and noises that make the Chemical Brothers so unique, "elektrobank" pounds you into a quivering mound of jelly (raspberry flavour).

"Not Another Drugstore" follows, but is not nearly so effective; the looped sample being more infuriating rather than hypnotic. Featuring a rapped vocal however, it is more of a song than the sonic experience of other Chems tracks. Last up is "Don't Stop The Rock", a track so unforgiving and unstoppable it could be used as a weapon by the army.

Rating: 8/10


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