Evergreen rock troupe deliver the goods again on ninth studio LP
If getting on in years is supposed to slow you down – taking the edge off the wild-eyed esprit de 4am and easing down life's volume knob – then no one told Primal Scream. 26 summers (and approximately eight quiet nights in) after first forming, the band are still well placed to teach most of their contemporaries a thing or two about musical ebullience.
Album number nine sees them drawing on a typically diverse range of influences, some of them established Scream favourites (dirty blues riffs, barbed lyrics, dark electro), and others less so. "I see the beauty in everything," sings Bobby Gillespie on the brooding Suicide Bomb, and this sentiment is apparent throughout – we get Philly soul, stripped-down duets, scuzzy boogie and even, on the title track, sunny radio pop. It might be derivative, sure, but over the hill? What hill?
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