Albums Of The Year So Far (pt.2): Featuring The Soundtrack Of Our Lives, Captain Black Beard, Drought, St. Prostitute and more…
3. St. Prostitute – Here Come The Prostitutes (Gateway Music)
Formerly known as L.A. Prostitutes, this four-piece (who confusingly hail from Denmark) “stands out from the crowd of many rock bands that currently is on road – because they skills to write a good hook – and it is crucial!” That’s a quote from producer Soren Andersen and while his English may not be perfect the sentiment is 100 per cent spot-on.
This power-packed debut album is so leering, sneering, seething and sordid, it makes a romp in the Reeperbahn look like a visit to Legoland… and those cards you see in telephone boxes look like the ones you used to find in cartons of Brooke Bond tea. (By the way, I’m still trying to get hold of a three-spined stickleback, No.24 in the Freshwater Fish collection.)
Containing three re-recorded tracks from 2009 EP Get Drunk Or Try Dying, along with seven brand new songs, this is all killer, all thriller. Kicking off with the relentless title track (“Are you ready? Fuckin’ ready? Here come the prostitutes!” roars frontman Fussy Korsholm) there’s barely a flaccid track for Fifi to moan about.
Schizophrenia and Hell Yeah!! (two exclamation marks? There should be 100!) are similarly blistering, while bleak ballad A Bitter Man’s Lullaby provides an emotion-charged change of pace.
Why, these sizzlin’ streetwalkers might even have a hit on their hands with the hyper-dramatic I’m Not Falling, which features guest femme-vox from Danish diva Line Krogholm.
In this era of illegal downloads and dodgy file-sharing, I’d pay good money for a steamy session with St. Prostitute.