Get a load of the foppish popinjays of Empire Saint, a long gone Heavy Metal act hailing from the bullshit town of Boras (like Hearse alum Lonely Hearts), a town known for mailorder businesses, sheep, and as one reader pointed out, hot Italian and Greek immigrant ladies. So I guess when these Svenne coxcombs weren't wooing flickas outside the textile mill, they set about to some premium panty-droppin' rockin'. The a side of Empire Saint's debut single is a pretty hokey monster ballad called "Broken Dreams," which I am sure secured these Scandi-dandies a boatload of top shelf tonfisk, but it runs a bit Cinderella for me. The b side, "Shout Out" is a pretty vanilla but enjoyable hard pop anthem that might enhance a montage of you taking the city the by storm with your own crew of overdressed peacock men. Empire Saint obviously had their eye on the prize, but sadly were eclipsed by a billion other bands with flashy striped pants and mediocre songs. Oh well.
5 comments:
COME ON. ZONE ZERO!
Still laughing at this review...won't be checking it out but it makes me want to read everything you post from this point on...actually really enjoy your descriptions which I can relate to and have nice balance. also appreciate the nice balance of obscure (eg. Moby's punk band), working some jazz in, old or lesser known hardcore or punk classics (Dr. Know, SNFU), the bits of education, and the overall enthusiasm. Keep it up and thanks for your efforts!
good stuff - never heard of them.
you are a bright and funny dude and really put out some great writing some days. it's good to have you back around.
Yeah, stripey '80s trousers! Cheers!
i really hope "foppish popinjays" is a reference to conan comics. he called dudes out all the time with that verbage.
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