Black Rebel Motorcycle Club
B.R.M.C.

THE REVIEW

Having more possibilities implies having to make better choices. In the musical field, inevitably many people have not taken this into account, wanting to overdo it and thus inadvertently creating kitsch music (which, frankly, can also be beautiful if done in a certain way). On the contrary, the B.R.M.C. make inspired music, with a fresh (almost cold) sound and yet rich in chiaroscuro. The B.R.M.C. indeed explore the territories of white and black in their gradations, without dwelling on the difficult territories of color. Their music ranges from the white light of day to shadows, from sweet melodies to a touch of gothic solemnity, passing through atmospheres that evoke the serenity of nature, from engaging rhythms to walls of shoegaze guitars and resounding lysergic digressions, which have been very rare in recent years. Since while listening to the record, you also admire the sleeve, the combination of the music with the black and white images on the cover is perfect.

The rhythmic and (stylishly) dirty big guitars with overwhelming rhythm that soar up to the sky in Red Eyes and Tears and Love Burns (the album opener, full of pathos and introduced by sounds with a foggy atmosphere), the slow, flowing and powerful digressions of As Sure As The Sun and the punk of Spread Your Love and Whatever Happened To My Rock'n'Roll (punk song) are the manifestos of the album. Critics have compared the trio (Peter Hayes and Robert Turner, from San Francisco, and the Englishman Nick Jago on drums) to the English band Jesus & Mary Chain: I only know a couple of songs from them, but I would venture to say that B.R.M.C. are more psychedelic while the Jesus... are closer to the sounds of the '80s. For rock purists, this album is a must-listen.