Ok, here we go. My first impression:
It all starts out quite strong and ominous. They’re good at making strong, bold opening statements. Hurry On Home is a nice follow up: and infusion of energy after the gloomy bombast of the first song. Carrie is at her best here: the song makes good use of both the goofiness and odd, sensual fullness of her voice. It is already clear here that SK is moving further towards pop, which lies at the core of what I think of the album. Sleater-Kinney has always been an acquired taste to average ears; with this album they might be trying to make their sound more immediately accessible. That’s fine in itself, but my worry is that by doing that in this particular way, they discard much of what makes them unique and interesting, especially the layered and intertwined guitars and singing (although the intertwined lyrics have been given up since the Woods), and the dynamic energy of Janet’s drumming. There’s still plenty of things that I like about the album though, for instance the unsubtle, dynamic opening of Bad Dance (the rest of the song does not live up to it, however), and Can I Go On is a good example of the poppy sound working for them. It’s clear, straightforward and catchy. I expected some politics, because it’s Sleater-Kinney, and indeed I suspect that RUINS is political. I’m prejudiced against political songs, but this one is not too bland or preachy, and I quite like the bombastic quivering chords.
In conclusion, they mostly still have their force and inventiveness, luckily. And if they choose to make simpler, more accessible music, they can make some damn fine pop. However, it causes them often to lose their special spark. Quite a good album, but not on par with their previous work.
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