It opens with a subtle little bass line that reminds me of ‘Siouxsie And The Banshees’ first album, this soon opens out into a barrage of effects laden riffs later borrowed by Marilyn Manson on the song song ‘misery machine’, this then breaks down, or up depending on you’re point of view into a incomprehensible and seemingly chaotic sound scape matched with an equally incomprehensible plaintive, needy, ‘Siouxsie Sioux’ esque wail, losing all of its Sex Pistols aggression and sneer and is not so much all the better for it, simply different for it, wonderfully or brilliantly hellishly so. This is not representative of the rest of the album which is by and large considerably better than this, though far less interesting to write about, though much nicer to listen to.
I’ll say no more except that religion 1 and religion 2 are lyrically and musically brilliant and incisive and that low life is fantastically uplifting and anthemic without being cliched, John Lydons vocals on this are nothing short of genius. I’ll say no more except that it is nothing short of a miracle, or an act of genius, depending on your point of view that the last track on the album the really quite disturbing ‘Fodderstompf’ is equally anthemic and not in any way annoying, listen to it and you’ll know what I mean.
I’ll say no more.
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