Lydia
Lunch: Queen of Siam (1980)
This is a perfect hide-under-the-covers, sneer-at-the-world
album, with a touch of vampish seduction and careless cool for added (dis)pleasure.
Lazy, slinky songs ‘Mechanical Flattery’ and ‘Tied & Twist’ make dark
thoughts and misanthropic poses into normal sane responses to our dank world. ‘Gloomy
Sunday’ is a love song to quietus. Almost uplifting in its soft-voiced
sultriness. Lunch is the sort of singer who likes to seduce and poison the
listener. ‘Spooky’ and ‘Los Banditos’ are deceptive come-ons into her realm of
the blood-drenched erotic. No one comes out alive, but everyone certainly
comes. ‘Lady Scarface’ is a snot-nosed little performance of beguiling
cast-iron witchery. In case the listener should feel too cosy, ear-splitting big
band numbers ‘A Cruise to the Moon’ and ‘Knives in the Drain’ keep the arrogant
gothic poses at full snarl. ‘Carnival Fat Man’ and ‘Blood of Tin’ were written
to insult and terrify the listener. As was, presumably, the entire album. A
moody, minor classic.
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