What does it sound like?:
After forty years, most acts reveal their true colours. On this release, Pere Ubu play an abstract, mutant blues, almost as though Howlin’ Wolf hadn’t originated in the swampland of Mississippi but had emerged, smelling of diesel and fumes, from the decayed industrial wasteland of Cleveland Ohio. It’s their seventeenth studio album, their third since 2013. There have been various breakups and reformations, the one constant being vocalist, David Thomas. His yelps, growls and squeals have variously been backed by proto-punk guitar riffs, bizarre synthesiser noise, free jazz clarinet, a polished, commercial pop and simple acoustic guitar.
Eccentric is the adjective most applied to Pere Ubu, followed by bizarre. When Thomas worked with Richard and Linda Thompson, Linda expressed a desire to sing like him. She wasn’t talking about his ability to hit the notes but his complete lack of inhibition. The notions swirling around Thomas’s brain are not usual, tending towards the abstract and the absurd. On track two, Funk 49, he helpfully reminds us, “You better not have these thoughts in your head.” He has an obsessive streak, writing countless songs featuring birds, the US interstate highway system or Brian Wilson. » Continue Reading.