A Place to Bury Strangers: A Place to Bury StrangersKiller Pimp: 8/7/2007
A Place to Bury Strangers has been hailed by some critics as the Second Coming (in the biblical sense, not the Stone Roses sense) of My Bloody Valentine. I can definitely see their point; melodies and voices condense in a sea of feedback and reverb, only to dissolve back into the froth moments later. Being a MBV fan, I love that, no matter who does it. But the album's best moments are just as informed by The Human League, Clan of Xymox, Skinny Puppy and Pornography-era Cure as they are by the godfathers of shoegaze. Many of the songs wouldn't seem out of place played in a mid-90s goth club. I'm an unabashed sentimentalist for the music I enjoyed as a teenager, so this album is a you-got-chocolate-in-my-peanut-butter kind of experience for me. The only thing that could further enhance my enjoyment of A Place to Bury Strangers is a clove cigarette.
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