St. Vincent – Marry Me

St Vincent

I’ve had about enough of yelping, eccentric female vocal stylings.  This in another release which occupies the same sort of everso fashionable territory that you might imagine emanating from Kate Bush and Bjork locked in a passionate 69.  It’s vaguely similar territory to the likes of CocoRosie and Feist, but less intimate and with far more of the faintly spastic ejaculations to which the patron saint earth mother of tortured 80s intellectual eccentrica was so very prone.

Don’t let my frustration with this particular musical niche distract you though; I’m not denying that there are some very good songs on this record.  The first single, Now Now, is terrific, as is Paris is Burning, but when I listen to the whole album all at once I find the style starts to grate on me a little too much for me to ignore it and listen to the songs on their own merits.

Ultimately, I always get the feeling that listening to this sort of music eventually turns you into a sensitive feminist who is a bit overly intellectual and thinks she alienates everyone because she’s too intelligent and sometimes demands too much from people, when in actual fact it’s more to do with the fact that she’s just dull as shit.

St. Vincent – Now, Now
St Vincent – Paris is Burning

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