The Horrors - Primary Colours

The Horrors - Primary Colours

I know, I know. It didn’t come out 5 minutes ago so you’ve lost all faith in how cool I am and what little “street cred” I may have previously possessed has dissolved. Fuck it. I needed this one to “set in”. I got one word for this and it isn’t “different” (like I’ve heard kids say more times than MGMT) Dope is the word I was going for. This is The Horrors as we’ve never known them. Faris’ voice has changed from the “cave-esque” wails that we experienced in Strange House to a haunting, melodic drawl. The lack of church organ and slower bass riffs are due to the fact that Spider (keyboards on Strange House) and Tom (bass on Strange House) switched positions. I guess it was either some gnarly break up or way too much ketamine because this stuff is about 100 times more emotive than any of the previous. Not saying that’s a good or a bad thing. There is just nothing like “Death at the Chapel” on here. However, I guess that there is no possible way this band would have been able to keep going if they kept writing music of that style. It was cool as shit, but it was time for something new as sad as that fact is for some to absorb. But cry me a fucking river and be honest with yourself. This new one is amazing.

It starts of with a killer first track called Mirror’s Image which starts off at a complete calm and then breaks into a contorted but entirely functional mood setter. Then the hollow guitar and reinvented Faris begins. It continues on with magnificent sounds and imagery that make this band who they are regardless of what “era” mode they are in. After three great tracks it trails into a song called Do You Remember that, I personally, think sounds like some hollow but amazing Jane’s Addiction track. Its fucking bad ass! It then tapers into a few emotive numbers. Particularly one called “I Only Think of You” which is definitely reminiscent of some come down they must have experienced but all the same, its fucking cool. Sea within a Sea is …well, we all know it by now. The song ends up engulfing you with its repetitive but unorthodox nature to where you forget you where you actually are relating to time and bearing. Yes, this album is different. You definitely won’t feel like your in some grimy back alley in Victorian London but you will feel like you are in a spaced out Kubrick flick. Which is better? I don’t know, they both sound like pretty rad places to me. - Ian
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